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  1. DISCLAIMER: This story is completely fictional and takes place in a slightly different reality from ours; Plus this story and all others are part of the same reality. Here's the big one though: The story contains diaper pooping as well as panty pooping. I know this site is mostly about wetting and most don't care about pooping. So if you don't like that sort of thing and don't want to read this story, that's perfectly fine by me. Also there is minor mention of depression in this story as well as heavy sexual activities, just letting you know. Now with all that out of the way, I hope you enjoy the story anyhow. A Naughty Anniversary The sun began its dawn showering a peaceful suburbia with a soft welcoming light, beginning a special day for two special people. In one of the cul-de-sac houses, laid 24-year old Claire sleeping soundly in her bed in nothing but colorful pull-ups and a white bra, dreaming about her special someone. Then the clock beside her bed began to chirp loudly, waking Claire up from her dream. Silencing the clock, she looked at the time and date: 7am, August 15th. Claire creaked a tired smile as she knew what today was, turning her body around to see the most beautiful being she had ever seen. Her wife Kate, in nothing but her underwear, was still sound asleep undisturbed by the alarm. Usually Kate would be awake first, so Claire being able to see her beloved sleeping peacefully was a rare and wonderful gift. Claire couldn’t help but wonder how she got so lucky to have someone like Kate in her life. Claire carefully shuffles closer to her lover until their faces are mere inches apart from each other. With great care Claire places her hand onto Kate’s shoulder to wake her. “Honey, it's time to wake up now,” Claire softly spoke. As she gently shakes her beloved warmly, she begins to slowly stir awake, opening her sapphire eyes to see the woman she loves dearly. A loving smile grows on Kate’s face as she begins to hug Claire tenderly “Good morning my love.” “Good morning beautiful,” Claire smiled as she nestled into Kate’s welcoming warmth “Do you happen to know what today is?” Kate, feeling predictably mischievous, leaned closer towards Claire as she played coy. “Hmm, I can't seem to remember Hon. But I know a way to find out,” Now filled with an irresistible longing to be naughty to her love, Kate started kissing Claire’s neck, licking her soft skin with vigor. Claire, caught off guard, couldn't help but gasp with pleasure as she felt Kate give her a loving hickey. After parting her lips leaving behind an impressive love bite, Kate’s smile returned looking at her flustered lover. “Ah I remember now, today is our 2nd anniversary isn’t it?” Kate mused to her wife. Claire, still aroused by her newly earned hickey, smiled knowing that today signified their joyful marriage together. “Yes it is you little troublemaker, can you believe it’s already been two years since that wonderful day?” Claire giggled. “For me honestly, our wedding day always feels like it was yesterday, while at the same time I feel like we’ve been happily married ever since we started dating in high school,” Kate answered back. “Mmm, I remember when I confessed my feelings to you on the night of the valentine’s day dance all those years ago. Slow dancing with you as I rested my head on your shoulders telling you how much I loved you,” Claire reminisced. Kate softly laughed “Yeah, crazy to think that I was going to do the same until you beat me to the punch.” As both lovers felt warm from their memories together, they both locked their eyes to one another as they began to lean in to share a tender kiss that made both melt into the passion each held for one another. As their lips met and their tongues intertwined, Claire gently coupled her wife’s plump breasts with care. Meanwhile Kate, softly panting from feeling her boobs being massaged, moved her hand to her beloved’s padded crotch. Not much to her surprise, Kate found her wife’s pull-ups soggy and warm, no doubt Claire wet herself on purpose before going to bed just to be naughty and playful. This didn’t stop Kate from carefully rubbing the wet padding anyhow, thus Claire started to lustfully moan from the growing tingling in between her legs. Yet after a minute of bliss, Claire pulled back from her lover's lips and moved Kate’s hand away from her crotch. “Let’s not have too much fun just yet, we still have a whole day to ourselves to enjoy together,” Claire whispered into her wife’s ear with a hint of lust in her otherwise innocent voice. “Then tell me my love, what do you have planned for this special day?” Kate asked curious over the lust in her beloved’s voice. “Well first off, let's get out of bed already so we can get started,” Claire responded. Thus the two love birds finally left the comfort of their bed and began their day much like they normally would, Starting with Kate taking a quick shower. After bathing, Kate slipped on her standard white panties, grabbed a navy blue skirt, and wore a white collar polo over her bra. However as Kate sorted her favorite scarlet tie, she could hear her wife squeal in surprise. Walking into the kitchen Kate found Claire still wearing her wet pull-ups, reading the card she had placed on the table along with a vase of vibrant roses Kate had prepared the night before: “Your laugh, your smile, everything about you gave me the strength to get through my saddest days, knowing you were waiting for me. You’ve always been there for me, to give me love and joy beyond anything I could ever deserve. I can’t help but fall for you every day, and I wouldn’t give any of it up for the world. -Happy anniversary, your wife Kate.” Claire’s eyes welled up with tears as she turned to Kate smiling at her. Claire found herself speechless as she merged with Kate into a tender embrace. “I mean every word of it, I wouldn’t ever live a happy life without you in it,” Kate said. There they stayed in each other’s arms for a solid minute till Claire gave Kate a card of her own. It read: “You have been by my side ever since we were kids, giving me an amazing childhood. You even saved me from myself when I fell into depression in middle school. Then in high school I fell for you and confessed, fearing you would push me away like so many had done before, but instead you told me you had fallen for me too. You are the reason I’m still alive, you and all of the love you have given me all these years, and I'm grateful to be able to share another anniversary with you. -your loving partner Claire.” It was now Kate’s turn now to cry as she hugged her wife tighter. “I love you so much you know that?” Kate managed to say, choked by her emotions. “I love you too,” Claire responded, wiping tears from her eyes. Another minute was spent in a loving hug until Claire separated. “I’ll be right back sweetie, I’ve got to change myself before this soggy thing becomes uncomfortable,” Claire said, referring to her still wet pull-ups. After washing herself in the shower, Claire returned to the kitchen wearing her favorite flowery blouse and short shorts that partly showed off her clean colorful pull-ups. To her shock, she found Kate had made her a surprise breakfast: cheesy omelets full of Claire’s favorite spices for the both of them. “My oh my Honey, I thought you didn’t like to cook,” Claire uttered, stunned. “Only because I didn’t know how to, but I've been learning in secret so I could surprise you,” Kate told her. “Aw, you're full of surprises today aren’t you?” Claire teased. “You know it my dear, now let's eat before the food gets cold,” Kate said, setting the plates onto the table. Claire found her anniversary breakfast to be quite stellar for Kate’s official first time cooking, the eggs were fluffy and flavorful thanks to the well mixed blend of spices that were used. She gave her compliments to her chef/wife in earnest as Kate’s face lit up with accomplishment, thankful that her practicing paid off. After breakfast, the couple set off in their car to spend the whole day together by hitting the town. Claire had them visit a local car show first, knowing Kate would love seeing all of the vintage cars and motorcycles. Kate, being a knowledgeable mechanic at heart, admired all of the automobiles from the late 20th century with great excitement; especially a special 1960 Desoto Adventurer, designed to replicate a police vehicle from an old cartoon Kate knew from the 90’s. Seeing Kate geek over these machines made Claire giggle with joy, knowing her wife was having a great time. After the car show it was Kate’s turn as she brought her wife to a well known history museum that had just opened an exhibit of art made by Claire’s favorite painters and sculptors. Claire always wanted to enter art college ever since graduation, So Kate figured some inspiration was needed to help Claire go for her dream career. Kate herself smiled seeing her lover become lost in the beautiful landscapes that were hung on the walls of the museum. Lastly before this amazing day could bring back the night, Kate drove them both to the high hills overlooking the town from the north. There she and Claire walked to the hillside overlook, hands intertwined, as it was here that Kate mustered the courage to propose to Claire. Gazing onward at the gorgeous scenery before them, the couple relaxed in the comfort of each other as the sun began to set on the horizon. Within a few minutes the sky became overrun with beautiful red hues that complimented the emerald in Claire’s eyes. “You look just as beautiful now as you did when I proposed to you,” Kate told her beloved, stroking Claire’s wavy hair. “So do you my love, more so than the sunset,” Claire said as she rested her head on Kate’s shoulders. Half an hour later, the sun disappeared behind the rolling hills in the distance, thus the two ladies started their way back home. Once home Claire and Kate began cooking together for the first time in their relationship. It was quite messy considering Kate was still new to cooking in general, but they both had fun and laughed regardless as Claire guided her through the steps. Together they created a fantastic Chicken Cordon Bleu and paired with an excellent Stella Rosa wine that held a strong smell of fresh fruit. As they ate their delicious dinner and reminisced more loving memories, Claire noticed Kate acting a little skittish in her seat. Claire knew her wife too well, she needed to go to the bathroom. Normally both girls would go in their undergarments whenever the need came up at home, however seeing Kate try to hold it in without saying anything told Claire she was doing this on purpose. Kate was saving it up for her, funny considering Claire was doing the exact same thing, she had been holding her waste in for a few days. But Claire was determined to be as stoic as her beloved, so that they could poop together. It was one of their more naughty activities they would do together from time to time, but it was something they enjoyed together and that’s all that mattered. Still as the two of them finished their fulfilling dinner, Claire couldn’t resist the urge to tease Kate a little. She knew how to get Kate in the proper mood. Patiently she got up to rinse her empty plate, Kate followed with hers and both cleaned their plate with quick ease. “That was awesome, I wish I learned how to cook sooner so I could help you more,” Kate said. Claire turned to her wife with a warm smile, “Don’t sell yourself short, you have done great today both with breakfast and with dinner. You should be proud, I certainly am,” Claire said, supporting Kate’s hard work. Kate smiled back, “Aw thanks honey, I’m glad my practicing paid off.” Before she could say another word, Kate watched as Claire struck her padded butt out a little and noted a new yet familiar foul smell in the air. Kate’s heart began to beat faster as dirty thoughts filled her head. She had held in her shit ever since yesterday and now she could tell Claire had done the same. Seeing her wife tease her with her farts, Kate decided to play along. “My my, what a lovely stink I smell. I wonder where it came from,” Kate sarcastically pondered. Keeping her eyes on Claire, she saw that expression on her face she always makes when she is thinking or doing something nasty; that mischievous smirk of hers proudly displayed, betraying her otherwise innocent looking oceanic eyes. Kate was always the dirty minded of the two for the longest time. However Claire, despite being mostly an innocent sweetheart, always had a hidden other side that was just as dirty as Kate’s. “Could this smell be coming from my lovely wife’s behind?” Kate mused, lightly spanking Claire’s puffy rear. Claire was now getting excited as she released more silent gas from her butt to please Kate’s mock curiosity. Kate was greeted with more stink as she made her conclusion “Well well, my wife is farting after all, this could only mean one thing,” Kate inched closer and closer till her lips were up to Claire’s ear. “Does my darling lover need to make poopy in her pull-ups?” Kate whispered. Claire held her breath as Kate’s soft voice made her shiver with more excitement, yet still she admits to her need for the bathroom with a nod. “Good, cause I need to go potty too, so why don’t we?” Kate asked, knowing using baby-like phrases entices Claire’s arousal. This tactic worked as Claire could no longer hide her growing desire, lust, and desperation. “I-I want to watch you soil yourself. T-Then I want you to see me fill my pull-ups with my poo-poo,” Claire mustered to say lustfully. With that, the couple made their way into the bathroom and stripped each other down till they were wearing only their undergarments. “Do you want me to go first?” Kate asked, throwing their clothes to the side. “By all means,” Claire said, sitting down on the toilet lid. With her wife’s approval, Kate set herself right in front of Claire’s face. Presenting her ass to her lover, Kate began to push gas out of her body to prepare for the waste inside her. Claire happily inhaled through her nose the stink emanating from the cute butt in front of her. “BBLLLAARRTTT!!! BLLORRTT!!! FFRRT!!!” “Ew, stinky,” Claire joked. Hearing her wife enjoying the show so far, Kate continued her pushing until she felt something big and solid tug at her rectum. “It’s coming out hon,” Kate said with pleasure beginning to build within her. “Then what are you waiting for?” Claire asked her. One push later, a soft crackling and popping could be heard as a brown bulge began to form and swell inside Kate’s white panties. Warm firm poop steadily flowed into the growing pile of waste, collecting together making the bugle lumpy and heavy. Claire watched in awe as turd after turd entered her wife’s underwear, filling it up nicely and gently with a mesmerizing pace. Deep inside, Claire felt her horniness growing in conjunction with Kate’s mound of filth; Thus she began to rub her padded crotch vigorously as she continued to watch. Meanwhile Kate was also slowly touching herself as she felt more logs of shit plop into her poopy underwear. Each whiff of the stench from her own messy contents made Kate sink deeper into her personal pleasure. As both women bathed in their arousal, Kate’s butt kept loading more and more waste into the smelly brown bulge in her panties, forcing it to continue expanding heavy and full. The steamy logs of poop coiled and nestled together warmly and comfortably into the underwear’s ruined fabric, radiating with the stench of the ass from which it came. Kate could feel all of her turds hug her butt as her rectum began to expel the last of her sewage. One final fart announced the end of Kate’s impressive soiling, all to the excitement of Claire who had become full of sexual energy from what she had witnessed. With glee Claire didn’t hold back her desires as she leaned forward to grope her wife’s shitty underwear, making Kate gasp in a short burst of ecstasy. “Does it pleasure you when I play with your poopy panties?” Claire asked her dirty wife sensually, her voice now full with her lust as she fondled Kate’s grapefruit sized load. “Oh yes, you sexy vixen, I love feeling your hand mush and squish my panties full of poop,” Kate admitted as she panted heavily, she wasn’t used to Claire being so sexually dominant when it came to their filthy fun or sex life. However Kate found herself attracted to the idea of being submissive to her lover, just as equally as being the dominant figure in the relationship. Claire too wasn’t used to acting this way but found it just as fun as letting Kate lead their dance in a manner of speaking. However, the fun wasn’t over yet. “Good, cause now it’s my turn to have some dirty fun,” Claire told Kate. Turning around, Kate saw Claire shifting around to sit on the toilet backwards, with her padded butt facing itself onto Kate’s eyes. “Do I have your permission to fill my pull-ups?” Claire asked reverting back into a submissive role, as stinky farts began to erupt from her ass once again. “Yes my darling, let everything out. Your beloved desires nothing more than to watch you shit yourself,” Kate said, prepared to witness Claire's own dirty moment. “BBRRAAAPP!!! SSPPLLOORRCHHH!!!” Kate’s approval was all Claire needed to relax her rectum at last, feeling a satisfying wave of nasty waste gently flow out of her body into her awaiting easy-ups. A plump bulge formed in the back of the easy-ups as a soft mushy pile of crap settled into the padding without resistance. Kate always found herself amazed and turned on whenever Claire packed her pull-ups full, seeing the color brown overtake all other colors as the bulge grew was almost hypnotizing for her; especially with the turds already in her own underwear multiplying her horniness, making her play with her pussy more intensely. More and more Claire’s easy-ups became stuffed with warm shit and smelly gas, pushing Claire into total ecstasy. Once her mound of waste was equal to Kate’s size though, Claire sighed with relief as she stopped pooping. “How do my easy-ups look, honey?” Claire asked, still breathing deeply as she stood up. “They look as full as my panties,” Kate said as she grabbed Claire’s poopy pampered ass, “And it feels warm, soft, and sexy.” Claire moaned in delight, feeling Kate’s hand grope her dirty pull-ups, the soft mud-like mess inside sloshed and mushed around squelching audibly. Then Clair’s mischievous smirk returned to her face. “Then get ready for a surprise, cause I’m not done yet,” Claire revealed. “Wait what?” Kate stammered off guard. Before Kate could properly react to her wife’s trickery, Claire began pushing more foul soft waste into the mudslide already in her pull-ups. Kate watched the bulge of shit she was just squishing begin to fill with fresh mushy poop, her hand being slowly enveloped by the expanding mound it was touching through the brown padding. Kate’s horniness increased tremendously from feeling Claire’s mush swell like a balloon in her hand, thus she proceeded to keep fondling the ever growing bulge. However between Kate’s constant but gentle squishing, and Claire’s dirty ass still producing and expelling vast quantities of excrement, there was no more room left to fill in the tortured easy-ups. Inevitably a blowout occurred as muddy poop began oozing out of the side padding and flowed down Claire’s legs onto the bathroom tiles. This bothered neither ladies as they both continued their dirty fun unabated by the mess in progress. Eventually Claire was found completely empty of waste at last and became washed with the filthiest of satisfaction and lust, turning herself half way to look into Kate’s deeply heated eyes while keeping her massive mound of shit in her beloved’s view. “Now how is my mess honey?” Claire teased. Kate had no more words to give as her sexual desires took over, making her close the distance between them and answer her lover’s question with a deep kiss on Claire’s lips. As they merged their lips and tangled tongues, both used one hand to wrap around each other to play with the other’s filth, while the other hand dug into the other’s undergarments and fondled their throbbing soaked pussies with fanatic excitement. It didn’t take long for both women to reach the height of their pleasure as they intensely fucked each other still wearing heavily soiled and sagging panties and easy-ups. “K-K-Kate, I-I’m about t-to-” Claire could barely utter a word as her pleasure became too much and was about to explode. “S-So am I, l-let’s fi-f-f-finish th-this t-together!” Kate managed to say, losing control herself. The couple finally screamed being overrun in a ocean of sexual energies, just as their pussies suddenly exploded violently, soaking their lover’s dug in hands and their undergarments with a torrent of white hot liquid. Good thing the bathroom walls were thick, otherwise the neighbors might have heard the two screaming and climaxing. Five solid minutes passed before both women fully calmed down, still panting in deep breaths and drenched in sweat. “My god… That felt absolutely amazing,” Kate said. “Yeah, even better than our last anniversary’s messing,” Claire agreed. Looking at the mirror against the wall, Claire and Kate saw how much poop was in their undergarments. While Kate’s panties still had a large grapefruit size load snug inside it, Claire’s pull-ups had a bulge the size of a massive pineapple, with a lot of shit still oozing out onto the floor. “Yikes, you definitely overdone yourself didn’t you hon?” Kate said, reacting to Claire’s blowout. “Maybe, but it was totally worth it,” Claire smiled unashamedly. Kate couldn’t help but smile back at her dirty wife, as the two of them began removing their underwear and easy-ups to clean up. Claire stayed perfectly still as Kate used a lot of sanitary wipes to clean her wife’s legs, then she removed the shit on the floor as best she could with Claire’s help. As for their asses caked with poop, Claire started the shower so they could clean themselves thoroughly. They bathed each other with through precision and tons of soap as the sweat, filth, and sex juice washed away, while still enjoying each other’s company. Afterwards they threw away their ruined panties and pull-ups into the bathroom’s trash and went into bed wearing clean undergarments and simple pajamas. “Thank you for this amazing anniversary, I had a ton of fun today,” Claire told Kate as they settled in their covers. “No thank you, not only for today but for the wonderful years we’ve spent together,” Kate responded, wrapping herself around Claire’s body. “Aw honey, you know I wouldn't give any of this up for anything,” Claire said, hugging back. “It’s been a crazy couple of years so far, hasn't it? All the fun we’ve had together playing fun games, laughing at dumb jokes-” Kate said before Claire interrupted. “Pooping our pants and fucking each other raw,” she added with that naughty smirk on her face. Both giggled at the notion of their more intimate activities. “Yes, even that stuff, it just makes me more excited for what our future has in store for us,” Kate admitted. “I do have one question though,” Claire thought out loud. “Yeah?” Kate inquired. “How did I get so lucky to have you in my life?” Claire asked. Kate answered that question with a tender soft kiss, not of lust or desire, but of genuine love and affection for her wife. “Well you are the cutest, kindest, and dirtiest girl I know. How was I not supposed to fall in love with you?” Kate answered, pulling away from Claire’s lips. “Funny, I thought the same about you,” Claire told Kate, pulling her back into the kiss for another full minute. Parting again they looked deep into their eyes. “I love you,” Claire said. “I love you too,” Kate responded. Now the two love birds settled in their embrace as they slowly fell asleep, eager for the amazing future memories that laid ahead. No doubt there will be hard times and dark days, as there always have been before, but they knew their love and joy would lead them through even the greatest challenges together. But for now, they remain grateful for all the happy, sad, and even messy days they’ve been through so far. Their love will remain unbreakable all the way to their next naughty anniversary and beyond. The End. Author's Note: Hello there, sorry for the long silence my friends. As you can see this was a long one and I didn't want to split this story up into parts like the others. Still this was an interesting and fun challenge for me. I'm also happy I got this out the door before pride month ended, I wasn't intending this to be for pride, but I figured it would be nice to get this story done this month. Not to mention getting this finished and published a full day before my Name Day. So I hope all of you enjoy yourselves and your loving partners regardless of your sexual orientation or gender. By the way, if you know the cartoon I'm referencing with the 1960 Desoto Adventurer, you are as awesome as the wacky dynamic duo that ride that hot rod. Anyway, the Emperor protects, and love has no labels.
  2. DISCLAIMER: This story is completely fictional and takes place in a slightly different reality from ours, so it might be a little confusing at first; Plus this story and all others are part of the same reality, showing what this oddball messy world is like through different characters. Here's the big one though: The story contains diaper messing/pooping. I know this site is mostly about wetting and most don't care about pooping. So if you don't like that sort of thing and don't want to read this story, that's perfectly fine by me, just giving you a heads up. Now with all that out of the way, I hope you enjoy the story anyhow. Maggie’s Accident in the Woods Part 2 “Holy shit you found our old tree house!?” Vicky exclaimed. Maggie led her old friend to the hidden spot in the woods where they shared their childhood memories and where only moments ago Maggie herself had a rather messy accident in her pull-ups. “Yep, I came to the park not earlier and decided to find the old tree house to relive some of our most fond memories,” Maggie explained as they both approached the old tree house. Maggie then turned her rear to Vicky and pointed toward the visible bulge poking out from her shorts “Unfortunately as you can probably tell, I had to use the bathroom as I searched for it and was left with no choice but to pee and poop my easy-up here away from everyone else.” Vicky could tell from the bulge Maggie had a lot of waste released into her padding. “I see. Don’t worry, I don’t smell anything and I won’t tell anyone about your accident.” Vicky reassured her old friend. “I know you wouldn’t,” Maggie said. “However we still have a problem, now you yourself will probably have to do the same here, then we both have to somehow not get caught like this,” Maggie pointed out. Indeed while Maggie might have already shit her pull-ups, Vicky could still feel a huge mass begging to be released from her rectum, and both of them needed a solution to deal with both their messes discreetly. “I agree, lucky I had the foresight to bring my diaper bag with me to the park.” Vicky said, patting the black satchel like bag full of spare diapers and changing supplies. Maggie looked at Vicky’s bag with intrigue as the cogs in her brain turned. “Actually your diaper bag gives me an idea,” she said. “Well I’m all ears at this point giving I don’t know how much longer I can hold it in,” Vicky said anxious for any kind of solution. “Alright look, you go ahead and do your business in your diaper here while I wait patiently at the edge of the entrance to this area to make sure no one comes by,” Maggie explained. “OK and then what?” Vicky asked as another wave of pressure washed over her, forcing her to cross her legs. “Then we just change ourselves here, you've got the supplies to do so. However the caveat here is that I need to borrow one of your diapers to change into.” Maggie told her. “Wait, you're going to wear one of my diapers?” Vicky asked unsure how to feel about giving up one of her diapers to Maggie. “I know, your diapers are not cheap and are rare to find. But I promise if you lend me a diaper, then in return I will change you out of your diaper after I clean myself. I remember you always had some trouble cleaning yourself being the total germaphobe you are. I can help you out so you won’t have to worry about getting dirty, but first I need something to change into myself,” Maggie proposed. Now that’s quite a conundrum Vicky had been given. Vicky was always conscious about handling her own filth, not wanting to get dirty and get nasty bacteria all over her. It was also the reason she used rare and expensive antibacterial diapers all the time, and thus guarded them well. But Maggie was right, she needs something to change into and at least she could handle her mess in return. Besides, it didn't seem like either of them had much of a choice in the matter. Another bound of pressure rose up from within Vicky as the head of her crap began to poke out slightly from her butt, time had run out. Her decision made, Vicky looked straight into Maggie’s eyes with a confident smile across her face “Ok, you got a deal Maggie. Let’s do this.” Maggie smiled back “Alright, I’ll go over to the entrance now while you go deal with your bowels.” With that Maggie walked back to the edge of the wall like hedgerows on lookout as Vicky moved closer to the tree to be secluded and perform her dirty act. As careful as she could manage, Vicky placed her diaper bag on the ground next to one of the large roots, and pulled down her jeans revealing her yellow antimicrobial huggies. “Here goes nothing,” Vicky said to herself as she did her best to be calm as she prepared for the brown mass within her, as this time there will be no resistance. Seconds later it finally began. “BBLLAARRTT!!! FFRRRTTT!!!” A thick solid log of poop slowly slid out of Vicky’s ass. The head of the log settled gently onto the seat of the padding, as the rest of her shit coiled and piled into her diaper, creating a hefty lumpy bulge as a result. Vicky breathed softly as relief finally washed over her and did her best to uphold her composure, feeling her warm nasty waste steadily flow out of her body and plop into her special yet now stinky huggies. As the first log fully exited her butt, the next log of filth followed, then another and another, the diaper inflated in all directions as the warm brown mound became evermore stuffed with filth. All the while Vicky had been farting constantly as she continued filling her huggies. Smelling her own foul gas made her gag and hold her nose in disgust. Still more and more logs of crap entered her huggies, forcing her diaper’s bulge of shit to pull downward heavily from all of the weight. Vicky couldn’t guess how much more waste was still in her to be dumped into her already loaded huggies, but she was determined to empty her bowels completely. Thus Vicky continued pooping her diaper. Meanwhile even Maggie could vaguely hear Vicky fart as she leaned on a tree near the hedgerows with a clear view of the outside of their secret spot. She did her best to remain vigilant for any wanderers while resting mentally, as she patiently waited for Vicky to be done shitting herself. Yet Maggie’s own full pull-ups became distracting. By this time the piss in her front was now cold and damp, even in this summer weather. Maggie hated this clamminess as there's nothing worse than being stuck in cold wet garments for a long time. On the other hand, her poopy mound was still a little warm as it softly hugged her bum. Even when Maggie was walking out to the beaches and back here with Vicky, the mush within her easy-ups sloshed gently to her movement, which oddly felt comforting. However she could do without the stink. Vicky might not have smelled anything, but Maggie could smell every ounce of poop in her dirty pull-ups. At first it was bad but tolerable, but now her waste reeks like a dumpster full of used diapers. An exaggeration sure but the wind from the beaches couldn't filter though the thick forest properly, thus Maggie was left smelling all of her stewing filth. Still things could be worse, she could be out in public being grilled out by the park security carrying a heavy fine. At last with her farts dying down, Vicky felt her rectum almost empty. With a small push, the remaining brown log bubbled out and nestled into the stinky pile of waste in her huggies. The pressure Vicky had was finally gone, now replaced with a very nasty poopy diaper. Vicky couldn’t tell how huge her mound was and her germophobia prevented her from touching the bugle with her hand. Nevertheless, Vicky could feel the brown substance inside her huggies pressing her butt tightly. “Ew ew ew,” Vicky thought to herself. Still holding her nose, she called Maggie back over as she opened her diaper bag. Once Maggie returned, it was Vicky’s turn to show off the massive mess in her diaper. “Wow, that thing is nearly the size of a small watermelon, oh god it smells really bad too,” Maggie noted. Seeing Vicky’s dirty diaper sag with poop, Maggie’s nurse training deduced Vicky might have too much fiber in her diet. “Is it really that big? Oh man, I’m so sorry you have to change my huggies, it’s really messy in here,” Vicky said feeling a little guilty. Maggie responded with a small smile “Don’t be, I’ve dealt with messes that big before, sometimes blowouts happen too. At least you don’t have to deal with that with your diaper.” “Really?” Vicky asked. “Oh yeah, besides I can tell from the lumps in that bulge that your poop is solid, that's really easy to clean up. My crappy easy-ups however are packed with soft mud like mush inside of it, there’s the real challenge. So trust me you're the lucky one here,” Maggie explained, taking off her shorts revealing her wet and messy pull-ups. “Huh, I’ve never thought of my messes that way before,” Vicky said, pulling out a large absorbent blanket from the diaper bag. Then as she settled the blanket onto the ground, a new question rose. “Hold on, how do you know all this stuff???” “Have you forgotten? I’m a nurse, I’ve changed patients' undergarments before. It's something that happens from time to time when patients aren’t able to change themselves for whatever reason. Plus I’ve been a nurse for years now so I’ve got plenty of experience,” Maggie admitted helping Vicky lay out the supplies from the diaper bag. “Oh I see, I didn’t know you had to do that sort of thing,” Vicky said. “Yep, it was in the training when I started.” With all of the supplies set, Maggie was ready to begin cleaning herself. “Alright it’s about time I get out of this thing, I’ll be as quick as I can so I can help you out.” “Ok, I’ll give you some privacy,” Vicky said, turning towards the tree to avert her eyes. With the conversation over, Maggie carefully laid herself down on the blanket and slowly pulled off her pull-ups. As expected she felt her ass was really filthy thanks to her smelly mess, but at least now she felt far less uncomfortable having the damp cold padding finally off. Thankfully there were moist towelettes to use which made wiping herself a little easier. Afterwards Maggie moved on to the anti microbe wipes to sanitize herself, considering she was stewing in those poopy easy-ups for a long while, it was better to be safe than sorry. Feeling clean at last, she stood up grabbing a pair of Vicky’s diapers and shuffled herself onto the padding. It certainly felt a little different wearing diapers considering she had worn pull-ups most of her life, but this would only be temporary. Setting the last tape on her new diaper, Maggie then turned to her former easy-ups. Peeking inside Maggie saw all of the wet yellowed out padding along with the mush she had shit out hours ago all plump and snug within the pull-ups. Without a second thought she threw her trash into the pull-ups and sealed it shut. “Ok Vicky your turn,” she said putting her shorts back on. However Maggie found Vicky distracted by the sight of the old tree house as childhood memories flowed freely in her mind. Maggie walked over to her side to see a warm yet sad smile on her face. “I'm glad you found this place and brought me here, I’ve missed all the good times we had here with the others,” Vicky told Maggie with an unusual softness in her tone. “I miss those memories too, that’s why I decided to try to find this place. Do you remember when Mason climbed really high up on this tree just to show off?” Maggie asked. Vicky couldn’t help but giggle at the thought “Yeah I do, he got so high he became too scared to climb back down, then we’d fetch his dad to get him down from the tree. Reminds me of that old teddy bear cartoon we used to watch back then.” Both women laughed at the idea of their old favorite cartoon coming to life with their memory and continued to fondly reminisce about the past. After a few minutes of visiting memory lane, both ladies sighed in content over all they had remembered and how far they’ve come in the years leading up to the present. “We had a lot of good memories here, what a wild childhood we all had.” Maggie spoke softly. “Yeah, and I guess today we made a brand new memory here together, even if it came with one hell of a smell,” Vicky mused. Maggie laughed at the thought “I agree 100%, this has been an interesting day for sure” Maggie said. Then strangely enough, Maggie saw Vicky’s expression quickly change from content to sadness. “Vicky? What’s wrong?” Maggie asked with growing concern. Suddenly Maggie found herself being wrapped around Vicky’s arms gently as a single tear rolled down her friend’s face. “I’m sorry, you know how I can be sometimes,” Vicky told her, trying not to cry. Maggie understood her friend's overwhelming feelings as this tree was so full of memories it was hard for Vicky to not have an emotional episode, thus she hugged Vicky back warmly. “It’s alright, I’m glad I made a new memory here with you,” Maggie comforted her friend for another minute until Vicky calmed down again. “Thank you, I owe you one,” Vicky said happily. “Actually you owe me three,” Maggie jested just as a whiff of Vicky’s soiled diaper entered her nose, “Well make that two, it’s about time we changed you.” By mistake they had nearly forgotten Vicky was still wearing a pair of huggies stuffed with poop. “Oh shit yeah, let's get that over with shall we?” With haste Vicky laid herself down to the blanket as Maggie began taking off her diaper with caution. Opening the padding, Maggie was greeted with a bunch of large brown logs coiled together creating a large stinky pile of shit. Unfazed, Maggie swiftly cleaned her friend’s behind with ease as she and Vicky shared more memories together. In short order, Vicky had her butt expertly cleaned and strapped into a fresh diaper. Getting up, she began putting her jeans back on as Maggie wrapped up her friend’s really full huggies. Seeing both the balled up diaper and pull-ups filled with waste and now contained, Maggie turned back to Vicky to ask a question. “How are we gonna get rid of these things?” “Oh, I saw some trash cans near the edge of the woods and the beach, it’s mostly deserted over there. We can use the diaper bag to carry the dirty things to the trash without anyone knowing.” Vicky proclaimed confidently. “Sounds like a plan, what do you say we get out of here and share an early dinner before we part for today.” Maggie suggested. “I’ve got nothing else planned for today, so why not,” Vicky gleefully said. And thus the two old friends left their childhood tree house and headed out of the park together, throwing their “little” accidents away into the trash on the way out. Now that Maggie and Vicky know where the tree house is hiding, they will share the location with their other friends to arrange a reunion together in the future. As such another day has come and gone but the creation of memories, even secret ones, never ceases for Williams park. The End.
  3. DISCLAIMER: This story is completely fictional and takes place in a slightly different reality from ours, so it might be a little confusing at first; Plus this story and all others are part of the same reality, showing what this oddball messy world is like through different characters. Here's the big one though: The story contains diaper messing/pooping. I know this site is mostly about wetting and most don't care about pooping. So if you don't like that sort of thing and don't want to read this story, that's perfectly fine by me, just giving you a heads up. Also sorry for the wait for this story, I was suffering a creative block on how to handle this story but now I've got a better focus on this tale. Now with all that out of the way, I hope you enjoy the story anyhow. Maggie’s Accident in the Woods Part 1 Summer time at Williams Park was always a sight to behold, and not just because the park was along the ocean. The park spanned a large slice of land full of nature's beauty and a legendary view of the Coast. Small pockets of forests and playgrounds dotted the park along with many jogging trails connecting them together. In between it all were grasslands and strips of sandy beaches open for endless fun for families from all over the world. Many memories were made here from endless birthdays, family reunions, and even whole weddings. For 25-year old Maggie, the park was where she spent most of her childhood. Her family used to live near the park so they were able to go to the park whenever they wanted. Many of Maggie's days were spent at the park with her oldest friends; Playing games at the playgrounds and exploring the forests along the trails. It was the woods where Maggie remembered the tree house she and her friends built a long time ago. As a kid she would visit that tree house with her friends every day to do whatever they wanted until nightfall. They would share scary stories, play hide and seek and tag around the tree house, and challenge each other with truth or dare. Nowadays though Maggie would come to the park occasionally to walk along the old trails for hours after her nurse hours at the local clinic. Of course she still was in close contact with her friends from her childhood, but they rarely visit the park as much as Maggie did. Sadly she couldn’t exactly remember where her childhood treehouse was built, as it was set up deep in the park’s largest wooded area close to the beaches. But today Maggie felt nostalgic, and decided to try to find the old tree house. It should still be there since her friends built it in a secluded spot that no one would find easily. So Maggie set off from the paved trails she would normally walk and onto the older dirt paths in search of her lost treehouse. Unfortunately as Maggie began her search in the brush of the woods, she started to feel the need to pee grow. "How bloody inconvenient," Maggie thought to herself in annoyance. The nearest bathroom she knew of was a port-a-potty near the parking lot that was busy when she walked past it earlier. "Ah screw it, I can hold it in long enough to find the tree house. By the time I come back the shitter should be less crowded. Worst case scenario I piss in my pull-ups of which I can easily hide with my skirt." With that settled Maggie continued down the dirt paths while holding in her pee. She set forth walking amongst the trees and climbing the higher grounds closest to the beach looking for the hidden tree house, Maggie was sure it was near the beachhead surrounded by thick foliage and a canopy of shade from the taller trees, those were the only details she could remember about its location. In fact she could hear the gentle waves of the ocean sweeping across the shores as she searched, however hearing all that water was not helping her hold in her piss. The more she searched for her tree house, the more the pressure inside her increased. Little did Maggie know that things were about to get worse. "FFFRRRTTT!!! BBRRAAPP!!!" "Oh no," Maggie said on the verge of panic. Now not only does she need to piss but she also needs to shit as well, adding to the pressure. Now there was no way she would hold in both pee and poop in time to reach the port-a-potty, nor could she hide a fully loaded easy-up so easily. Plus she was close to the busy coastline, anyone nearby could stumble into the woods and find her filling up her pull-ups at any time. If she’s found with a dirty pull-up outside of the toilets, she could get severely fined by park security for violating the park’s messing policy. Maggie needed a solution and fast. "Wait... The tree house!" She exclaimed. Of course, the tree house is secluded away in the forest, it’s the perfect hiding spot to release everything into her pull-ups. Unfortunately Maggie would have to sneak around with a loaded easy-up to the closest toilet. Easier said than done to be sure, but if she tries to go for the restrooms now, she would definitely fill her pull-ups out in the open in view of everyone before she would make it. At this point, there wasn't any other option left. Now the hunt was really on as Maggie looked high and low frantically for the tree house before it was too late. Holding everything in was beginning to slow her down however, as she often had to stop in her tracks to cross her legs and fight back the urge. Despite the pressure growing evermore heavy and even painful within her, Maggie refused to buckle and kept struggling; determined to find her refuge. Still she found herself loudly farting on occasion reminding her of the dwindling time frame she had left. Maggie eventually reached the top of a small hill next to the coastline and finally struck gold. She found a wall of foliage up against the small cliff face she was standing on surrounded by tall trees, with a smaller tree within the tall hedgerow like bushes. Seeing the opening between the bushes facing the beach, Maggie bolted down around the hill onto the beach and entered the hidden area and thankfully found the small tree holding her tree house leaning from the base of the cliff as beautiful flowers grew around the tree. Surprisingly the tree house was still in good condition although a tad smaller than she remembered. Her memories began to flood back into her mind at the sight of the tree house, all the games she played with her friends here and at the beach, swimming around splashing each other in laughter. "Good times," She thought to herself, becoming lost in her memories. "BBLLAARRTTT!!!" While Maggie was distracted by her thoughts, one of her farts snuck up on Maggie, catching her by surprise, and allowing some pee and poop to escape into her pull-up. A small wet spot was felt in the front while a small bump formed in the back of the padding. Quickly realizing what just happened, Maggie woke up from memory lane and clenched up as she approached the tree. She carefully walked to the spot where the tree house ladder hung, knowing it was the most concealed spot, which was needed for her current situation. Before she got on with it, she double checked for any sign of people and found nobody around, she couldn’t even hear the crowds from the other beaches. Maggie, without removing her gray shorts, began pushing into her pull-ups. "Psssssshhhhhhh- SPLORTCH!!!" Warm pee and soft poop began to flood into Maggie's pull-ups simultaneously. Down front the piss flowed into the easy-ups steadily, changing it from dry to wet. Then the pee spread upwards from the bottom as more liquid soaked the padding. Meanwhile a smelly mound of poop began to grow in the back of the pull-ups. her mess mushed together as more soft shit quickly filled the padded seat of her easy-ups. Maggie wasn't done though and kept pushing, releasing more piss and crap into her pull-ups. Maggie was really glad no one was around to see this, the amount of waste she already dumped into her pull-ups is embarrassing enough without including the filth she still had to push out. Now her whole front was swollen as her pull-ups were now soggy with piss, and still more was flowing out like a waterfall. Maggie's backside was fairing just as bad with an ever expanding pile of shit in her easy-ups, the bulge becoming heavier, dirtier, and more visible even with her shorts on. Her pee and poop then met at the very bottom of her pull-ups, yellow and brown joined together in a mix of warm waste. "Oh lord, I don't know how much more my pull-ups can hold, it's not an actual diaper after all..." Maggie thought to herself, growing more concerned over her easy-ups. But just as she finished her thought, her piss began to slow down to a light trickle as her bladder was now completely empty. "Oh thank god," she thought, perhaps she will be lucky today and won’t have to deal with a leakage in her pull-ups. However she was still pooping her easy-ups without stopping, and now she began to feel her crap begin to slither out the sides of her pull-ups. "Shit, shit, SHIT!!!" she frantically thought as she entered panic mode. Without hesitation, Maggie pulled her shorts down, revealing her colorful diamond pattern easy-ups, and pressed onto the padding’s rear edges with her hands. Maggie hoped by doing this she could keep her filth from spilling out the sides. Surprisingly her desperate tactic was working, her shit was no longer trying to flow out of her easy-ups. However, even more soft mush was still plopping into her pull-ups and needed room to settle into the padding, So her smelly poop began slouching upward toward the waistband and every other direction it could fit. It felt like an hour, but only after another minute of pushing, she was finally done pooping. The pull-ups were definitely full now, However Maggie lucked out due to her quick thinking, as none of her waste managed to spill out. "Whew, that was a close call," She thought. Looking down, she saw her easy-up’s front padding drenched with wet yellow liquid, swollen like a small balloon. Meanwhile her hand gently rubbed the soft stinky bulge hugging her ass, she surmised the size of her mound to be the same as a football. The unbearable pressure might have been finally gone, but this whole episode was only the easy part. Now she had the challenge of finding a restroom or port-a-potty without being discovered. As for the tree house, she will have to visit it another time better prepared to enjoy its memories, at least she now knew where the tree house was hiding so there was no need to search the woods next time. With a silent sigh, Maggie bent down and pulled her shorts back up to conceal her now full pull-ups. Wrapping her shorts around her bugle, it lightly squeezed the messy contents, hearing and feeling her mush squelch and squish inside her pull-ups to compensate for her tight-ish shorts. Even with Maggie fully dressed once again, It was obvious to anyone who would see her that she had an accident in her easy-ups, her swollen padding showing through her shorts from the back. Nervous as ever, Maggie started back to the beach to head back to the crowded sands where some toilets would be. However as Maggie got closer to the public beaches, she noticed there was someone separated from the crowds who was walking towards Maggie’s direction alone. It was a woman around Maggie’s age carrying what looked like a satchel, and she was traveling slowly while clenching her stomach. Maggie deduced that she might be experiencing a stomach-ache but wasn't sure as this mystery person was still a distance away. But then the woman noticed Maggie and began hurrying to her, freaking Maggie out a little bit. She didn’t want this person to discover her dirty accident, but then again Maggie was a nurse for a reason as she always had a need to help people. So against her instincts Maggie walked towards the woman meeting her halfway. Looking at her now, Maggie saw it was one of her childhood friends: Vicky. "Maggie! Oh my god I didn’t think I’d meet you here! Well I’m sorry for bothering you but I wondered if you could help me out," Vicky told her with a very strained voice. How they managed to meet here at this time was astronomical but welcome. This revelation explained the satchel Vicky was carrying, it was a diaper bag. "Hey Vicky! Of course I’ll help you," Maggie said as her nurse training kicked in. "Well I know you don’t work here, but I was wondering if you knew anywhere that was hidden from prying eyes," She paused for a second as it looked like a shot of pain erupted within her gut. "Why? What’s the problem?" Maggie asked. "Can you keep a secret?" Vicky asked desperately. "Yes of course," Maggie assured her. "Ok, The nearby port-a-potties are backed up and the park restrooms are out of service, And… well… I need to poop my diaper badly but I don’t want to get fined by security," Vicky told her. Maggie felt a sense of Deja-Vu as she was in this position a while ago. Maggie couldn’t help but smile a little as she involuntarily turned to the side, showing Vicky the smelly bulge in her shorts. "Don’t worry, I’ll keep your secret. Now follow me, I know a place," Maggie told her friend. To Be continued...
  4. DISCLAIMER: This story is completely fictional and takes place in a slightly different reality from ours, so it might be a little confusing at first; Plus this story and all others are part of the same reality, showing what this oddball messy world is like through different characters. Here's the big one though: The story contains diaper messing/pooping. I know this site is mostly about wetting and most don't care about pooping. So if you don't like that sort of thing and don't want to read this story, that's perfectly fine by me, just giving you a heads up. Now with all that out of the way, I hope you enjoy the story anyhow. Ashley's Really Poopy Diaper Part 2 Ready or not, Ashley unlocked and opened the stall's door and turned to exit the now busy restroom. In the hallway once again she walked back towards her dorm room nervous but determined to pull this crazy idea off. The hallway was now more crowded with students than before adding to Ashley's anxiety, yet she did her best to keep her distance so no one could smell her full pampers. As she walked her poopy bulge swayed along to the rhythm of her steps, further mushing all her still warm shit in her diaper. Ashley had to admit it felt nice to walk around with this mess inside her pampers. It was like her waste was gently hugging her butt as it sloshed around. "Jeez what stinks out here?" Hearing that snapped Ashley out of her thoughts, as some of the students around her were beginning to smell the contents in her diaper. "Is there a gas leak nearby or something?" someone speculated. "Smells like shit, maybe someone pooped their pants or diapers?" Ashley’s heart nearly stopped with fear, the other students were starting to catch on. She needed to hurry back to her dorm room fast before anyone exposed her wearing a full diaper. "Nah, no one would break the rules like that, besides the restrooms are nearby." Another student pointed out. "Then the smell might be from the restrooms, they’ve been backed up before." Luck favored Ashley once more, for now at least. Despite the distracted speculation, more people were noticing the stink from her poopy pampers, just as she saw her dorm room door within reach. Quickly she entered her room and closed the door before anyone got any more suspicious. Safe at last, or at least mostly... "Hey Ash, where have you been girl?" May asked, sitting on her bed. "Oh right, I almost forgot about May," Ashley thought. At least the bathroom was free but now she needs to make sure May doesn't find out about the pampers. "Hi May, sorry I left so suddenly, I just couldn't resist the weather outside and just needed to go out and enjoy it," Ashley hoped that lie sounded convincing enough for May to believe. "Heh no worries Ash, I just didn't want you to be late for class," May told her. Damn, Ashley didn't pay attention to the time when she went out on her little adventure. "Well you're here now so let's get going," May said. "Actually I need to go to the bathroom right now, so go on ahead I'll catch up with you," Ashley lied. "Alrighty then, I'll see you in class," May smiled at Ashley as she got up to leave. "Sounds like a plan," Ashley smiled back as she turned towards the bathroom. As she entered the bathroom May stopped at the room door sniffing the air. "Pee-ew! Did you just fart Ash?" May asked. "Sorry May, I’m trying hard to hold everything in, but you know how I am," Ashley responded, faking her desperation. "It’s ok i’m just teasing you, go ahead and do your business," May reassured her smiling. With that said May left for class as Ashley closed the bathroom door and took her diaper off again. Pressed for time she opened the supply stash and carefully hid the loaded pampers in the corner behind the spare contingency container. Then she proceeded to clean herself up since she didn't do so in the public restroom, washed her hands and left the bathroom. Before leaving she went to her drawers to pull out and wear a fresh clean diaper. The rest of Ashley's day went by like normal. She was even able to join back up with May in class before it started. After class she continued with her exam preparation that she didn't finish before, then spent the rest of the day hanging out with May around the town like they always do. Knowing what she was going to do the next day, Ashley picked out her lunch and later her dinner similarly to yesterday's to copy today's excellent results. However as she ate dinner with May, she decided to add even more portions of food to eat, specifically food that would make even more waste in her. May noticed Ashley's extra food and pretended to host an intervention on Ashley's addiction to food as a joke. Ashley couldn't help but laugh at May's comedic acting, she always enjoyed May's sense of humor ever since they met in high school. By the end of the day Ashley was beat from her very interesting day and went to bed early. At last, sunrise came bringing light into Ashley's dorm room waking her up. Ecstatic, she got up from bed ready for another diaper adventure. Today she didn't have any classes so there wasn't going to be anything in Ashley's way, plus she'll have total privacy this time. However she noticed May wasn't here at all, very unusual for May to be out this early. Then she noticed a small note on her desk that wasn't there before. It read: "Hi Ash. I'm gonna be at the park for a bit to enjoy the morning sun. Don't worry I'll be back soon, besides I figured you wanted to be alone with your stinky diaper today. You're one weird crazy girl Ash, that’s for sure. But that’s what I like the most about my best friend, so I hope you have a blast with your diaper. -May." Ashley was speechless. "Did she find the diaper?" She thought. Still stunned by what she read, Ashley went to the bathroom to check on it. Surely enough her messy pampers were sitting out in the open on top of the toilet's lid undisturbed waiting for her. "H-How?" She couldn't fathom how May found out her dirty deed, let alone not throwing it away. It was true that May actually knew Ashley was A diaper enthusiast at heart. Though May didn't fully understand the whole D.E.S.O thing, she never minded Ashley's interest in diapers. Seeing May supporting Ashley like this was a welcome surprise to be sure. "Well at least I don't have to hide this from May anymore," Ashley said smiling. So Ashley left the bathroom for now and went back to her desk to read her favorite book. This way time can pass by easily straight to the main event. Eventually her stomach began to churn and gurgle again, just like yesterday. "It begins again," Ashley said with ever growing excitement. Getting up, she decided to bring her book with her to the bathroom. It'll be just like when she was a kid filling her pampers on the toilet while reading her books, except this was going to be ten times better. Once in the bathroom, Ashley locked the door to be safe, placed her phone and book on the sink and took off her sweatpants and her current pampers. Then she grabbed her loaded diaper and wore it once more. Opening the toilet's lid Ashley sat down and took her book to continue reading, letting her smelly brown bulge sag in the toilet bowl. "PRRRRBBBT!!!" "FRT!!!" "BLLAAAARRRT!!!" "Oh boy, round 2 is gonna be crazy fun," Ashley couldn't wait as she involuntarily farted into her mess. As she released her gas, she prepared the bathroom's supplies for what was about to happen. However she wasn't going to push this time, her shit will exit into her awaiting diaper on its own as she focused on her book, much like when she was a kid. Soon one final fart escaped her butt, Now it was only a matter of time before the fun began. "Time to poop my diaper." Ashley said to herself, feeling a lot of mass move in her bowels. A minute later as Ashley read her book, she felt something warm and firm leave her body and softly enter her diaper. Ashley couldn’t help but smile. "Blooorch... splortch..." Once again poop began to pour from her rectum into Ashley's pampers. The poopy bulge expanded in size quickly as new fresh excrement joined with the mess already inside. Just like before her shit was a blend of firm thick logs and soft sticky mush, having both kinds of poop was extra fun as Ashley learned yesterday. However this time was different since she already packed her diaper with crap, thus all of the new and old waste shoved itself into any remaining space left in the padding. Ashley silently moaned in euphoria as she read her book pretending not to notice the warm mass constantly growing in her diaper. But now the diaper's seat was nearly bloated to the brim with brown filth, yet more and more poop kept collecting itself in Ashley's pampers, further spreading the messy mound everywhere at a steady pace. So all of the poop didn't have any problem piling up higher towards the pamper’s waistband. "Mmmmm..." Ashley continued to moan in pleasure, finding it harder to concentrate on her reading. Her erotic feelings and thoughts grew along with the mountain of poop in her pampers, becoming too difficult to ignore entirely. "Plop plop plop- fmuush… BBRRRAAAPPPP!" "Oh god what was that?!" Without warning a new loud fart bubbled into her diaper from out of nowhere. Ashley was so caught off guard by this sudden burst of gas, she didn’t notice she stopped pooping all together. Once her shock faded away, Ashley noticed and got concerned. She knew more shit was inside her, so why did she stop? Ashley attempted to push what was left out of her, once she did she realized what was wrong. Inside her bowels she felt a very large coil of poop creating a blockage in her. Interesting how this didn't happen yesterday, then again she didn't eat the exact same thing as before. This new revelation didn’t faze Ashley one bit, "This setback won't stop me, I'm going to have the best poopy diaper ever!" To accomplish her new goal, Ashley stood back up from the toilet as her pampers squelched within. Putting her book down onto the sink, she bent her knees and began pushing as hard as she could. Each push made the large mass inch closer toward her rectum slowly as she gave her all. Sadly her constant straining got more difficult as her poop got blocked up again once it reached her rectum. But Ashley wasn't ready to give up, "Come on, one more push. One... More..." She gathered all her inner might and pushed as hard as she could "POOP!!!" Suddenly a huge weight exploded into her diaper. The whole thick log of waste violently erupted out of her ass and slammed into her already dirty pampers. Everything mushed together all at once making the nastiest squelching sounds, thus ending Ashley's poop blockage escapade. Ashley couldn't properly react to what had happened as she was overtaken by ecstasy. Slowly she tilted her head towards the mirror to see what she had just done. She was immediately stunned at the amazing sight in her reflection. Her diaper was now completely loaded, her brown bulge was now so huge she couldn’t guess its accurate size. Was the bulge 3 pineapples big? Or maybe two small watermelons or even more than that? Ashley had done it, not only did she shit her diaper twice, but she had experienced her first hyper-mess in said diaper. "Oh... My god. This... Feels incredible!!!" Ashley soared with joy at her really stinky achievement. Turning her back to the mirror, she could see the full extent of the damage she made in her pampers. Her bulge was so filthy and saggy her poopy mass was stuffed with so much shit, filling the bathroom air with a delightful stink. As Ashley gently patted her mess with her hand, she was amazed to see how her poop nearly reached the top of her pampers. She could even see her crap directly from the bottom sides of her padding as it nearly drooped down halfway to her knees under the weight of her waste. Ashley couldn't resist wiggling her butt a little to watch her bulge wiggle back, feeling all of her mess slosh around. It was the best feeling Ashley had ever felt in her life, as well as the best diaper she ever wore. Really warm, super heavy, amazingly smelly, and best of all of course: extremely poopy. Of course the fun wasn't over yet, in fact Ashley’s favorite game: "Poopy diaper playtime," was about to begin. To be concluded...
  5. Author's Note: Hello there. This is my first ever fetish/diaper story I've ever typed, so I'm positive this isn't the most competent of writing. I wasn't even sure if I should share this story at all, but I figured someone would enjoy it anyhow, so here you go. As this is my first, constructive critique, both positive and negative, would be appreciated. If this story does well enough, I'll keep on making more, I do have a cheat sheet worth at least 15 ideas already. DISCLAIMER: This story is completely fictional and takes place in a slightly different reality from ours, so it might be a little confusing at first; Plus this story and all others are part of the same reality, showing what this oddball messy world is like through different characters. Here's the big one though: The story contains diaper messing/pooping. I know this site is mostly about wetting and most don't care about pooping. So if you don't like that sort of thing and don't want to read this story, that's perfectly fine by me, just giving you a heads up. Now with all that out of the way, I hope you enjoy the story anyhow. Ashley's Really Poopy Diaper Part 1 It was a gentle spring morning at the Alexius college dormitory, the sun was out shining through the clear blue skies bringing a gentle warmth to the world's budding flowers. The perfect day for 22 year-old Ashley to enjoy the weather and relax in the shadow of the college's courtyard oak tree. However she had to study for her upcoming mid term exams, for there was a lot to cram in her head for this semester. Everything from physics to psychology was laid out all over her desk. Luckily she always enjoyed her schoolwork and her academia more than her fellow classmates. After all Ashley always was a bit of a bookworm, always loved reading and book related projects since elementary. So overall all the studying she had to exercise was of little concern, she knows there will be time later to bask in the weather with a good book. Honestly the only thing Ashley enjoyed more than her schoolwork or the springtime aurora was whenever she had to use the bathroom. For Ashley nothing matches the satisfactory feeling of filling up a diaper full of poop. Like many people she wore diapers when she needed to go do her dirty business; though some people were total diaper enthusiasts who enjoyed diapers and the idea of using them. Ashley was definitely a DE for sure and was proud of it. Ever since her childhood she had a great fascination for pampers, from how soft they feel when wearing them to the act of just pooping in them. At peace enjoying a comfortable diaper full of warm soft crap adding to her comfort, for Ashley using diapers was true bliss. But today was not going to be an exception as her stomach began to make the tall-tale noise signifying she needed to go. "Oh my, do I need to poop? I guess my large meals from yesterday finally caught up with me," Ashley smiled to herself as she had actually planned this to happen. Normally she would try to hold it in to make it a bit more interesting. However she could feel that there was a lot of crap pushing to come out as her stomach began gurgling rapidly so waiting was sadly not an option. However a new problem came to mind as Ashley got up from her desk: her room mate May went into their dorm room bathroom a literal minute ago. Knowing May had Mexican take-out last night, Ashley knew May was gonna be in there for a while not including the clean-up. So her only choice now was to go to the dorm's public restrooms. The good news was that the restroom was close by; The bad news was that Ashley wasn't always comfortable using public restrooms. She always preferred to fill her diaper completely privately, something that can't always be a guarantee. "FFRRRTT!!!" A sudden fart escaped her butt into her white puffy pampers which immediately helped Ashley make up her mind and started walking towards the door and opened it. "Alright let's hope it isn't too busy over there," She thought to herself. Quickly she passed by the doorway and headed left straight towards the restroom. As Ashley quickly walked down the hall towards her destination, her stomach continued to rumble and grumble relentlessly. She could tell she needed to fart more and even though there were a few people in the hallway, she didn't hold back. "PRRRRBBBT!!!" "BLARRT!!!" Releasing some of her gas helped Ashley hold in her shit long enough to reach the bathrooms. Much to her fortune nobody was in any of the stalls thus reliving the anxiety she was feeling. "Yes! Total privacy," Without hesitation she headed to the furthest stall against the walls as she liked those stalls the most, got in and locked the deadbolt, pulled down her skirt, and sat down on the toilet. Quickly Ashley took inventory of the stall's supplies and found them fully stocked and ready to go. "Perfect," Ashley thought as she excitedly began to push, letting all of her farts leave her ass. Her pampers puffed out temporarily with every fart which smelled delightfully awful. At last with one final toot, her diaper was now ready to receive the poop in her rectum begging to come out. "Alright time for the fun part," Ashley said to herself with glee. "Hope my lovely diaper is ready, because I got a very large gift for you in me, Hngh..." With one more push, the first turd began to slither out and nestle into the seat of her pampers. Immediately Ashley was overtaken by full bliss and relief as she felt her poop flow out of her. Quickly her diaper began to form a nice brown bulge to compensate; she always adored making a big healthy bulge in her diapers for many reasons. Yet slowly but steadily more shit continued to leave Ashley's butt and pile into the pampers mixing together. Ashley made sure to diversify yesterday's large amount of food so her crap was a perfect mix of semi-solid logs and pure soft mush, Ashley's favorite kind of poop. As a result the poopy bulge expanded further; growing more and more to make room for the smelly goodness. Still Ashley kept gently pushing more waste into the padding, she wanted to enjoy every ounce of this magical stuff once it was in its rightful place. Thus the bulge continued to grow even bigger and heavier. The color brown spread like a flood all over the rear of her messy pampers. "krinkl- plop plop... krakl-krrkl- fmuush..." "Mmph! Mmmph!" "SPLORTCH!!! blooorch..." "Aaaaahhh Finally..." After a few minutes on the toilet, the last of Ashley's mess was out of her and was resting nicely in her now really poopy diaper. As she stands back up slightly mushing everything together, Ashley could tell the brown bulge was the size of a large pineapple just by the weight of her shit alone. "Oh dear... did I poop in my diaper?" Ashley asked herself sheepishly knowing the answer just from the smell. Instinctively she places her right hand on the bulge and starts gently feeling and pats the warm smelly waste inside her pampers. "Ah yes, I definitely pooped my diaper," her grin reflecting her satisfaction as she continues to stroke up and down the diaper's bulge, "And boy is it really loaded. Just the way I like it, nice, warm, stinky, and best of all: Full of poop!" Ashley giggles in delight at the feel of her full diaper. Never before had she managed to make this much crap in her pampers before, she always wanted to but never had the chance to fulfill her fantasy until today. "You are one poopy diaper, and poopy diapers are the best!!!" Now with her diaper full, Ashley was starting to get aroused and figured it was time to play. "After all, poopy diapers are the best, because they make the best toys to play with," with that said her right hand sets itself to the center of her heavy bulge and caresses it with care. Then without warning Ashley presses inward with her hand into the poopy bulge. "Aah!!!" She yelped in pleasure. Feeling all of the shit inside her diaper squishing in between her hand and her ass only elevated Ashley's arousal further. Without stopping her hand kept playing with all of the poop in her pampers, groping, messaging, mushing, and rubbing her brown bulge. Ashley's mess reciprocated her actions, squelching, smearing, and squishing together inside the diaper in conjunction with her hand's movements. In between the groping, Ashley would seek out where all her favorite poop was in her bugle and began poking and prodding the soft mush inside. Now panting restlessly, Ashley increased her pace. "My... God... What a... Lovely... Poppy diaper... My poopy diaper... poopy..." Quickly something new was now building up inside her, so as she played with her mess, her other hand dipped into the front of her diaper and began masturbating her really wet pussy aggressively. Just the very sound of Ashley's filth mushing around inside her diaper's bulge was pushing her further over the edge. It didn't take long for Ashley to finally climax into her pampers with great pleasure. "Aaaaahhhh." Satisfied, Ashley sat back down on the toilet as her body experienced pure ecstasy. Once Ashley recollected herself, she unfortunately knew it was time to take off her really dirty masterpiece and begin the clean-up. Funny enough despite all her playtime with her pampers, her diaper's bulge didn't lose much of its original size and shape, and double her luck for how her poop never leaked out of the diaper. Slowly Ashley began to shimmy her pampers down and pulled her legs out one at a time. Once her diaper was off and in her hands, she could finally see with her own eyes her own waste inside the diaper. "Wow..." she was struck with awe by the sight of all the poop she had played with today. Seeing all of the wonderful shit she made, Ashley smelled her brown pampers disgusting aroma. It was extra foul from how much the poop was squished around in her diaper, yet she loved that full diaper smell. It seemed a shame that it had to be thrown away. Then an idea popped into her head as she stared at her smelly creation. "Who says I need to throw away my diaper now? Surely I can save my diaper for tomorrow and have some more fun, then I will get rid of it," Ashley thought. Just thinking of saving her diaper flooded her mind with even more erotic ideas of all the fun she could have tomorrow. Then an even better idea crossed her mind that made her quiver in excitement. "Besides... What if I need to poop again tomorrow? Of course! Why didn't I think about this before?" She devilishly pondered. If her pampers could hold in all the shit she made today, why not push it to the maximum limit? Who knows what kind of fun shenanigans could happen with such a naughty act like that. All she needs to do is figure out how to hide her pampers, the janitors check and clean these restrooms every night and might find it. "Well... Maybe I could hide it in my bathroom." Ashley could do that, she's been in this stall for a while now, and May should have finished her business now. Just go back to her dorm room wearing her diaper and sneak it into her bathroom's supply stash for tomorrow. Easier said than done for sure, but Ashley had already made up her mind. Set on her new goal, Ashley carefully slipped her poopy pampers back on and pulled it up to her waist. Feeling her butt touch all the filth snug in her diaper again sent a wave of excitement up her spine. Was she really gonna walk out of this restroom back to her dorm room with a full diaper on? Absolutely. To be continued...
  6. DISCLAIMER: This story is completely fictional and takes place in a slightly different reality from ours, so it might be a little confusing at first; Plus this story and all others are part of the same reality, showing what this oddball messy world is like through different characters. Here's the big one though: The story contains messing/pooping. I know this site is mostly about wetting and most don't care about pooping. So if you don't like that sort of thing and don't want to read this story, that's perfectly fine by me, just giving you a heads up. Now with all that out of the way, I hope you enjoy the story anyhow. Messy Office Trouble "Oh no, not now,"This was the last thing 30-year-old Jenny needed right now, stuck in this boring meeting in her office building job and now she needs to poop badly. Sure Jenny enjoyed her job just fine, but the same couldn't be said for the meetings they occasionally do. They always were abysmal to sit though let alone participate due how boring they were, even worse when she needed to go while in the middle of a meeting. It didn't happen often but when it did, Jenny would always suffer greatly from all the pressure in her bowels. Today though this meeting was being held by her supervisor Jamie. Meaning this glorified discussion was going to take longer to end as Jamie loved the sound of her own voice. "God I wish Jamie would shut up soon so I can take a shit and go back to work," Jenny thought to herself. But as she sat in her chair thinking, her stomach began to gurgle even more. Asking to be dismissed early from the meeting was not happening and who knows when Jamie will end the meeting. "Just hold it in, can't be that hard," Jenny thought; but as 10 minutes passed, the meeting kept dragging on, as it became harder and harder to hold in her crap. If Jenny wasn't sitting down she would have lost it already and would be in more serious trouble than she was right now. Jenny was forced to release a small fart to buy her some time, thankfully it was silent but it was not pleasant to smell at all. Some co-workers started to smell her fart making Jenny feel conscious about herself. Still all the pressure in her was becoming really painful. Jenny tried her best not to look desperate, but even sitting down she was forced to cross her legs just so she wouldn't shit herself prematurely. "Come on, hurry up already, I need to go NOW," She struggled to think clearly as her insides churned violently with her shit trying to explode out into her pants. After another 15 long minutes of Jenny stewing in her chair in pain, Jamie finally concluded the meeting. Jenny didn't hesitate and bolted out the door in a blur heading to the nearest bathroom; nothing was going to stop her from reliving this now painful pressure. She ran as fast as she could while still holding in her poop. She had to hurry though as now she wasn't sitting down, the head of her crap was poking out of her butt begging to leave. Jenny zoomed across the office space avoiding many people and office cubicles until she reached the nearest restroom at last. It wasn't over though, A lot of the stalls were occupied. Just as Jenny was about to give up, she noticed the second to last stall was vacant. Quickly Jenny jumped into the empty stall, locked the deadbolt, pulled down her pants with only her work shirt and red panties on and sat down on the toilet to release. "BBLLAAARRRTTT!!!" Finally the waste Jenny held in for so long busted out into her panties. Log after log of poop piled into the panties quickly making them heavy and sagging. The painful pressure that was felt before was now replaced with sweet relief as crap filled her underwear. Her ass made the nastiest and smelliest noises possible as more filth settled into her brown bulge, becoming bigger and heavier. Jenny however could care less how much shit was in her underwear right now. All she wanted was for everything to be out of her, so Jenny kept pushing. All the while more logs of poop entered the stinky mess inside her panties, along with more gas bubbling through the brown poopy mass. "SPLORTCH!!! plop-plop-plop... Fummmsshh... BBRRRAAAPPP! FRT!" And with that last fart, Jenny was finished pooping her panties. "Ah... Holy crap, what did I eat last night?" She asked. Before she could stand up, more smelly gas erupted into her messy panties. Jenny couldn't decide what smelled worse, her farts or her shit. Once she was done farting she stood up and felt the scope of her mess. Somehow Jenny ended up with a lumpy heavy bulge in her underwear the size of a large grapefruit. "Oh god I hope this isn't a pain to clean up," She thought to herself as she lowered her panties to look at her mess. Thick logs coiled up in her panties forming one large pile of poop. One small whiff of her waste entered Jenny's nose and answered her previous question, her shit definitely smelled worse. At least the clean-up should be quick if the stains aren't too deep, at least one would think. So Jenny carefully dumped her filth into the toilet and flushes all of it away without thought. Then she opens to the stall's supply stash to start cleaning. Starting out she wipes herself with some simple toilet wipes. Then she sprayed anti-bacterial cleanser onto the stains in her panties. Then taking the wipes tried to clean out the waste left in her underwear. However Jenny realized the stains are too embedded into the fabric and aren't coming out. If her panties couldn't be cleaned up properly, then she wouldn't be able to wear them anymore for the sake of her health. "Damn, these were my favorites," she said to herself "Oh well it happens I guess." Now with her underwear unfortunately ruined, she throws away the doomed panties into the scented trash bin carrying other people's full diapers and pulls out the spare underwear from the contingency container to wear until she gets home. Thus everything done and finally relieved, Jenny exits the stall and begins to wash her hands thoroughly. As she rubbed soap onto her hands, plenty of people entered and exited the bathroom, sometimes she could hear and smell the smelly shit and piss people were dumping into their underwear or diapers inside the stalls. Every once in a while someone would come out not to wash up and leave, but to observe through the mirrors the mess they made in their undergarments. Jenny had met folks from the D.E.S.O community before so people like that were common. A little weird from the outside sure but not in a bad way, they were decent people no different from anyone else, after all everyone pees and poops their pants or diapers anyhow. Jenny would often see many full diapers and panties when in any restroom anywhere, sometimes folks would even play with their mess a little bit before they returned to the stalls to clean up. As people around her filled their undies or diapers with whatever waste, Jenny finished washing and drying her hands and headed back to her work. Now nothing would get in the way today, not her boss and not her bowels, She can spend the rest of her day in peace. The End. Author's Note: Hello there. First of all, holy crap I didn't think anyone would even see my first story at all. And yet for the past few days, people so far are enjoying it. My sincerest thanks to those few who either followed or reacted to part 1 of Ashley's story. And don't worry, Ashley will come back soon. Of course every journey begins with a single step, and with the confidence I now have, I believe some of my ideas on my cheat sheet has just received the green light. If all continues to go well and people keep enjoying what I make, I will plan to post the other stories, make more ideas, and build up this messy fictional setting as best as I can. So if you like what your seeing so far, then stay tuned for more. Take care now, and again thank you a bunch.
  7. (Fictional) So, you’ll never guess how bizarre my experience was telling my girlfriend Emilia my feelings. So, we’re both girls and she was always talking about how much she liked this guy or that guy or who knows what. Yet, when push came to shove and said guys ever tried to make a move on her, she’d reject them without a blink. She’s beautiful you see, I mean you look at her and think she should go into modelling, and we know how competitive that is. To me she was my best friend, someone I really connected with. She is smart, cunning, beautiful, err… See, I had a crush on her for years at this point but we’d been friends since high school and I never heard her once mention being into girls unless it was in a fake sorta “girl crush celebrity crush” thing. I didn’t want to risk messing up our friendship since she’s probably not into girls. But, there were moments where I wondered if just maybe she felt the same. The glint in her eye when we’d be talking for hours, the way that she laughed at my jokes that no one else did. This story took place when we were both 19 and freshmen at the same University. And of course, here we were again, talking about- “BOYS! am I right?” she said throwing her head back in laughter. “He should just give it up” I laughed. If you’re curious about how we look I’ll give you a quick description. My name’s Amanda, I’m 5’6, slim build, I have curly long blonde hair and a few small light freckles around my nose. I have light blue eyes and have been told I’m “crazy girly,” So that’s me lol. Amelia is about the same height as me, slim build, has gorgeous long brown hair that she curls the bottom of, light brown eyes, and is girly too but doesn’t wear dresses everyday like I do. Anyways, back to the story. Then the bell rang and it was time to go home. Amelia said she would come over to my place to study Chemistry together. She was quite a bit better at it than me so I of course was in. As we were about to leave the school Amelia stopped walking for a second. “Actually, I’m just gonna run to the bathroom for a sec, all that lemonade went right through me." It had been a pretty hot day earlier. We did indeed drink quite a lot of water and juice to stay hydrated. Now it was about 5:30p.m. and a nice cool breeze had picked up making the temperature rather perfect. I just stood outside the doors and enjoyed it. A moment later Amelia returned, “darn, they’re being cleaned right now.” “You could probably just go in anyways.” I said. “It’s okay, I’ll wait till we’re at your place.” she said. Funny enough, Amelia was a bit shy when it came down to it, so it’s not unlike her to not want to disturb someone just doing their job cleaning. We began our 30 minute walk to my student residence. I lived in a small house I rented with 3 other students. They were all on exchange programs right now so I had the place to myself for a while. After about 5 minutes of walking I noticed Amelia was sort of gripping the front of her shirt every so often and walking a little strange. I’ve always fantasized about omorashi practically as long as I can remember. So I couldn’t help myself but wonder and asked. “You alright?” “Hmm?” she said. “You’re just walking a little weirdly, did you hurt your foot or something?” She laughed a little. “No no, honestly I just really need to pee. I didn’t realize how bad it was. Haven’t had to go this bad in forever.” “We could go back if you’d like?” I offered (secretly hoping she’d say no). “It’s fine, we’re already on our way. I can hold it.” she said. We continued talking about our days at school, we took different courses so our schedules were completely different. I noticed that the more minutes that passed the more erratic her breathing became and she began to stutter just a little every so often. I couldn’t help but feel incredibly hot and aroused. I didn’t know what to do, I just wanted this moment to last longer and kept stealing glances at her trying not to make it obvious that I was pretty much staring. I notice her inching her hands downwards as if trying to resist holding herself in front of me and people we were walking by. She was trying to act normal, how cute I thought. About ten minutes from my place she stood still and crossed her legs suddenly and her face went a bit red. I turned and looked at her. “You okay, Emilia?” “Sorry, I just needed to cross my legs. Fuck, I need to go pee.” she said. “We’re almost there” I said. I put my hand on her shoulder and gently stroked her arm. She looked up at me and I smiled at her. She collected herself and took a deep breath. “Okay, I can make it," she said. I was going crazy inside. I couldn’t help it, I basically loved this girl and here she was playing out my biggest fantasy. What was I supposed to do? I couldn’t clear my mind of all the things I wanted to do with her right now. We walked even slower to try and make it easier for her moving her legs less. We got to my front porch after 10 minutes and she stood at the base of the three steps leading up to my front door. “…just.. give me a sec.” she said. She bent over and took a couple more deep breaths. She stood up as straight as she could and walked very slowly up the steps and stood beside me. All I wanted was for this to last longer, to pretend I forgot my keys maybe. But I also didn’t want her to be in discomfort longer than needed if she’s suffering or something. I took out my keys and began fumbling with them to grab the right one. I looked at her and noticed she was holding herself bluntly now and bent over a bit staring at my hands as I put the key into the lock and turned it. She began to dance just a little on the spot and bent her head down as I opened the door. It was so fucking cute, I must have been red as well. I was about to open the door when she did her best to stand up and looked right into my eyes and said. “I really don’t know if I can make it inside Amanda,” she looked so sad. I could see tears welling up in her eyes just a little. And she was not one to cry, I mean barely ever have I seen her shed a tear in all these years. “You can, it’s just a few more steps.” I said. “I really can’t, if I move I think it’ll start coming out,” she said, her voice a little shaky. I guess I really just couldn’t hold back after she said that.” “Want me to help?” I asked. “You could lean on me or something.” (I really was wishing I could help in another way though.) She looked at me with her big brown eyes and gave me a little nod. I just stood there for a second. Mesmerized. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. The girl I was helplessly in love with standing in front of me, looking right into my eyes, desperate and unable to hold it in well enough to walk. I seriously couldn’t move either for that moment, it was a bit of a long moment though so she eventually began to look a little puzzled at me while beginning to dance just a little again. “Amanda?” She asked. “Sorry- I just uhhh…” I put my hand out slowly on her shoulder again and gently stroked down her arm to her hand. I noticed her face go redder. She crossed her legs together tightly and took my hand into hers and held it firmly. She looked at me with a pained glance. And that was all I could take. I walked right up to her and looked into her eyes and began moving in slowly to kiss her. Really slowly to see if she’d pull back or try to stop me. But instead she closed her eyes and moved in and kissed me right then. She gripped my hand even tighter and we began kissing passionately and I put my hand around her back and held gently onto her hair as we kept kissing. I noticed her body moving a bit erratically as we kissed and wondered how she was doing with that situation still. I tried to look down out of the corner of my eye and noticed her legs shaking a little and her free hand holding herself tightly digging her fingers right in to her jeans to hold on. I pulled back for a moment and without saying anything I opened the door and helped her step inside and closed the door behind us. I turned around to see her still standing right by me, unable to move from holding herself and crossing her legs. Even so, she was still staring at me smiling a little and took one hand to pull me back to her. I placed my hands on her shoulders and turned her slightly so her back was facing the wall. Then I led her backwards and pressed her against it. I looked at her and began kissing her again suddenly and moved my right hand off her shoulder and moved it slowly down her side and over her butt and rested it there for a moment. God her body is hot. I felt back up and squeezed her boob. She let out a slight moan. My hand wondered right to her crotch where her other hand was holding firmly. I began to try and put my hand under hers and heard her whimper a little with concern. I looked at her and once my hand was under hers I held her as firmly as she had been. She breathed out in relief and I saw her relax just a little with my help. This was all so surreal, I could not believe it was happening. I began rubbing my hand slowly up and down and she began moaning so softly into my ear. I used my other hand to unbutton her jeans and zip them down. She moaned out louder as my finger unzipping the zipper went over and pressed her bladder softly. I looked at her. “Can I take these off?” She nodded and I could tell she was bracing herself and I took my hand away from holding her crotch. I then quickly pulled her jeans down over her hips and slid them down to her ankles where she slowly and carefully stepped out of them. I quickly opened the sofa bed just a few feet away and led her slowly over to it. She held onto herself the whole time and sat down on the sofa. I got on top of it beside her and gently laid her backwards and she shifted up so she was completely on it lying down now. Still holding herself and whimpering just a little. I could tell she was in a lot of discomfort. I laid beside her and put one arm under her head, holding her to me slightly. I then stroked down her body with my other hand and lightly over her bladder. She winced. I tried to move her hand away from her crotch but she wouldn’t let go. “I’m going to wet myself if I do that…” she said worriedly. I began to kiss her again and as I did slowly maneuvered my hand under her holding her firmly again at first but as we continued kissing I very slowly reduced my firm hold and began stroking her over her panties. For a moment she seemed to give in and started kissing me harder and moaning louder. Then she suddenly squeezed her legs together tightly and I felt the smallest damp spot on her panties. She pulled back. “I’m sorry, I can’t hold it if you do that.” “It’s okay, just relax.” I said, seeing the pained expression on her face. I doubt it was easy for her to stop herself there, it probably hurt a little. I kissed her again and gently tried spreading her legs. She wasn’t moving them at first and I started to just press on her clit and stroke her with her legs closed. She was shaking just a little and moaning as she put her hand around my back and dug her nails in a little. I then put my hand under her panties gently, avoiding her bladder, and tried to move my fingers down. She moaned louder and opened her legs finally to allow my hand to touch directly on her clit. I began rubbing it and she gasped. She clenched her legs together. I whispered “It’s okay, relax Amelia.” as I used my arm to press on her bladder a little. She dug her nails harder into my back. “-but…” I pressed harder on her bladder and pushed at her legs with my hand. She opened them and I immediately started stroking her clit fast and with more pressure. I felt her body tense fiercely under me as she moaned out. I cut her moan short as I kissed her hard and I felt her body relax under me as she released her nails from my back. I felt it right away, she started peeing right on my hand as I continued stroking her. She pulled away from my kiss and started moaning so loudly and smiling with relief. I kept rubbing her clit as I felt her stream strong against my fingers and not seeming to ever end. When she finally stopped peeing, she continued moaning and I kept up my pace. She held onto the bed with both her hands and dug in her fingers. “I’m cumming!” she said. I saw her stomach clench and relax as she moaned out so loud I thought the neighbours might hear. I just stared at her as she orgasmed, I couldn’t help it. I stop and leaned in, kissing her once more. We lay there in silence for a moment. “What just happened?” she finally said, smiling and laughing a little. “Well, I’d been meaning to tell you…” I said, laughing myself. “I kinda guessed. I feel the same way about you, I just suck at saying anything,” she smiled. And that’s how we found out we liked each other. We’ve had many more amazing experiences together since and we’re still together. Funny enough, she later told me she had never had a pee fetish before but that day had changed everything for her. *note: I didn't really proof read this so hopefully the grammar is okay. If you have any story requests let me know! Any feedback is appreciated, lmk what you think of this story ^.^
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