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Tonight I had my first real piss experience. Although I had experimented from time to time tonight is when I went all out for my bladder! Being fairly new to the omo thing, I wasn’t sure what to do about my new found fetish. My first thoughts were to stand on a towel and let it out but after I tried that and got ‘caught’ (they found the wet, smelly towel & panties) I quickly realised that this was not going to work. So tonight I did a lot of research, some on Quora, some even here, lmao! And I learned a lot to say the least! I started by chugging a few bottle of water, then embarked on a never ending spiral of increasingly glamorous (but painful) desperation lol. I found a quiz titled ‘I bet I can make you piss yourself’ so I thought this would be perfect! It started off by telling me to drink, then it told me to imagine myself in a series of interesting events such as: ‘you are laying down at the beach and someone is pouring warm water over your body’! Lmao! This was amazing! Then it told me to listen to 10 minutes of water flowing sounds on Youtube! This, however, I just wanted to end. After all 10 of the parts were complete, it felt impossible to even move. I loved the feeling of desperation and knowing that at any moment it could come rushing out all over my carpeted floor! This is when I started to take control of the experience. I had read that it was really easy to hide piss in your bed, so naturally I laid down and relaxed. But I was tense and nervous that I would be exposed for real this time! It was hard to let it leak out, but once it did, I loved it!! I would let it stop! The warm feeling tricking down my legs and pooling by my ass where I was sitting was the most delightful feeling I’ve ever felt!! (I was still in my pants and panties) As I am writing this, I am still in that very spot, still wet and still loving it. it’s safe to say, I will not forget this experience and will be returning to this wonderful world again soon!
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I finally got up the courage to order some adult diapers… I stopped home on my lunch break today, and they were sitting outside my door with no discreet packaging (YIKES). But now that I’m home for the night, I put on a pair… But I’m too nervous to go in them! I need some encouragement I think.
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In my years on this site, I have noticed three things. 1. There is almost no TRON content 2. There are almost no stories with the (admittedly niche) premise of nonhuman/nonorganic characters becoming "real" and discovering certain needs. 3. There are not enough stories where some hapless guy has to guard his friend while she goes. I wrote this to rectify all three problems. When Sam said that he would be “taking the company back,” Quorra assumed he meant after he had a chance to recover from his ordeal on the grid. But he was apparently more proactive than his elder, and after a quick “cat nap,” he drove himself and Quorra to an Encom boardroom for a meeting with his lawyers. Quorra tried to keep up, but bureaucracy had never been her thing, and even she couldn’t survive on as little sleep as the prodigal Flynn. After an undetermined amount of time, Quorra was stirred from her sleep mode by an unfamiliar sensation in her abdomen. It felt almost like something inside her was….full. She would normally default to Sam when it came to questions about this new reality, but judging from his...animated conversation with the other men, he was busy. Whatever this was, she was sure it could wait. She wasn’t sure this could wait. The fullness inside her had become a kind of pressure. Briefly, Quorra imagined something incubating in there, like a virus, or some kind of horrible user-world parasite. She shuddered at the thought of some grotesque monster bursting out of….where would it come out? Abruptly, Quorra clapped her hand to her groin. She thought she knew, now. It had been roughly an hour and a half since this board meeting had started, and Sam had mostly written it off as a failure. His lawyers had spent the entire time listing all the reasons he couldn’t just take control from Dillenger without a ton of lawsuits, and when he asked what his options were, they essentially amounted to “ask nicely.” He was about to ask if there was some life-saving stipulation in his father’s will, when Quorra suddenly groaned in pain. He turned around to find her doubled over, her legs twisted and her hands in her crotch. Oh. Sam kept a comforting hand on Quorra’s back as he guided her to the restroom. He cursed himself for not taking her to go before they left for this meeting….or expecting that she would need to “go” at all. “W-what’s wrong with me?!” Quorra stammered through clenched teeth as another wave of desperation hit her. Sam grimaced, how to explain this? “Well first off, you’re not dying.” Nailed it. “Human- user bodies use water as a sort of...filtration medium.” He went on. “Eventually, the spent liquid has to come out through um….” His eyes drifted down to the girl’s tightly clenched nether regions. “Follow me.” This was fine, Sam thought as he awkwardly leaned on the woman’s room sink counter. This was fine. Sure, he was in entirely the wrong bathroom, but he wasn’t in the stalls. If anyone asked, he could just say he was standing guard...from inside the bathroom. Yeah. “Now what?” Quorra’s voice came from the stall. “You’ve got your clothes out of the way, right?” He called back. “Yes!” “And you’re sitting down?” “I’m not an idiot!” “Alright, then just….let go.” “...How?” Oh boy. Sam sat there for a minute, pondering how to describe relaxing muscles that Quorra hadn’t had the day before. His eyes drifted to the faucet, and he recalled that age old parenting trick. Quorra sat on the strange receptacle, bare from the waist down, the cool air only making her need worse. According to Sam, the water was supposed to come out now, but she was still agonizingly full, and her vulnerable state wasn’t helping her relax. Suddenly, the sound of rushing water filled her ears, reaching to a primal reflex somewhere in her brain. What was Sam doing? This was only making the pressure build and build until- Quorra yelped as a spurt escaped, the sensation of liquid flowing through her freshly formed urethra was a new one. Startled, Sam turned off the faucet. “You OK?” “Yes…..do that again.” Quorra closed her eyes as the water restarted, focusing on the sound of it flowing through the pipes and down the drain. Slowly, ever so slowly, her stream started up again, building in intensity as it carried her burden out into the basin below. It felt euphoric. Sam flushed as Qourra’s sighs and moans of pleasure echoed around the room. Briefly, he wondered what else could make Quorra sound like that. Shaking himself, Sam decided that Quorra could likely handle it from here. He opened the door, eager to put this whole awkward mess behind him….and ran smack into Alan Bradley, his inside man at Encom and surrogate father. "Sam?!" “Crud.” Sam thought stupidly. “I didn’t tell her what the paper was for.”
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