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  1. Hi, I've been writing on this story since October I think and it's time to share it. I already have 70+ "chapters" written out and I plan to post one new chapter a day or so. First I thought I'd just post it here as posts chapter by chapter, but those threads get a mess in no time, so I decided to post it on Wattpad (and no I don't want any money) and use the thread for updates. If you know a better place to post it on, just suggest it. What you need to know first: English is not my first language so my phrasing could be a bit off at times. The best thing to handle such a faux-pas would be to give me feedback so I can correct it for the other readers. I'm not sure how the comments feature at Wattpad works, but that would make it the easiest to direct me to it I guess Here is the Link: https://www.wattpad.com/myworks/296780081-curveballs As for the content: This novel tells the story of a student named Lyza whose situation in her eyes became hopeless. She reminisces how she ended up in diapers again. The rest can be read in the actual story When testing it, I sometimes hit 404 errors that referred to a null-User. Please give me feedback if the chapters don't work for you.
  2. Isle of Foxes By Horatio Husky Commissioned by ArtMckinley Part One ”Island” Janet Parker kept her breathing steady, and her sights up. Disembarking from the rowboat after having crossed part of the East China Sea, the young anthropologist’s arms had shook even as she hauled the boat ashore. Still, after having furtively glanced around the deserted shoreline, she confirmed that she had managed to arrive undetected. Shouldering her backpack and hefting her emergency supplies kit out of the boat, she had half carried, half dragged her supplies to the jungle’s edge and hoisted her baggage into a small nestling of exposed rock. There, she would set up her camp. No fire or open forest floor plan for Janet, however. The mission she was attempting to undertake required utmost discretion, for not only was she going to have to camouflage her encampment as best as she could, but the boat would also have to be hauled further onto the island and hidden with brush. Still, Janet figured, she had some time yet. Carefully unpacking some of her supplies, she laid out the spokes and tarp that would make up her tent. Patterned the same lush hues of green as the surrounding underbrush, the anthropologist internally crossed her fingers that she would remain undetected. As she began to erect the tent, moving the expanding metal rods and tough, industrial string through the various pores of the tarp, her mind wandered back to the grueling process that had led her to the island she had been fascinated with since childhood. Maps of ‘Okidaitōjima’ had covered the walls in her bedroom ever since she was twelve. Previously known as ‘Rasa Island’ but also known as ‘Abreojos’ by its Spanish discoverer Bernardo de la Torre, who had become all too familiar with its perilously shallow surrounding shores, it was not the geography or its history that fascinated Janet. For thousands of years, the Japanese islanders who inhabited the Okinawa Islands held the island as sacred and forbidden to set foot upon. Untouched by humanity for hundreds of years, the island was rumored to be home to the only known species of intelligent, anthropomorphic foxes. Only recently had satellite imagery confirmed that the island was, in fact, inhabited. Changes in the island’s landscape and blurry images supplied by the satellite’s imagery suggested that there was indeed a primitive presence on the island. Janet still remembered the moment she had first viewed the low resolution pictures of erected watch towers and small huts, covered in leafy green vines and appearing almost as if they had been grown out of the forest into a desired shape. She had almost spat out her morning coffee when, unnoticed by her colleagues, a suspiciously orange shape appeared to be perched neatly in one of the towers. She had kept this observation to herself of course. Janet knew that if she founded her request to her university’s funding committee based on what most considered to be Japanese folklore she would be laughed out of the conference room. Persuading the Japanese government to lift the sanctions protecting the island’s shores from visitors of any kind was no easy task either. After several months of back and forth, Janet had opened her office mailbox to the welcome sight of a red envelope addressed to her personally. Inside of it, she was greeted with a letter proudly marked with the logo of the Japanese embassy. Not only had she been granted a researcher’s visa, but she would become the very first civilized human being to study the island’s inhabitants. Janet had gotten her chance, a childhood dream to prove to the world that lateral sentient evolution had occurred in other mammalian species. With any luck, after collecting enough evidence to make her claim undisprovable, she would begin a new career as the world’s first and leading anthropomorphologist. Janet regarded her handiwork, noting with a sense of self-satisfaction that her practice at home had paid off. From afar, the tent she had just constructed appeared indistinguishable from the surrounding jungle flora. In fact, she thought to herself, I’ll have to take careful note of its surrounding landmarks if I’m to find it again… After taking a moment to carefully study her immediate area, noting a particularly mossy boulder only a few feet away from her camp, she turned her gaze over to the metal and plastic watercraft she had arrived in. Its exterior had been painted a dull gray with a motley of military green intermixed with its rather unappealing color scheme. Despite having been designed to match the surrounding jungle, the glossy waterproofing it had been covered with caught the sun in a dazzling reflection. Janet made her way towards the boat, nervously glancing behind her shoulder at the looming watchtowers that just poked over the canopy of the jungle behind her. I really hope they haven’t been looking in this direction for the past hour… Stretching her arms above her head and behind her back as she strode purposefully towards the craft, she limbered herself up in preparation for a grueling haul towards the jungle’s edge. With several undignified grunts of effort and a lot of panting later, Janet was grateful to find that after pulling the boat onto the looser, dryer sand her efforts became significantly less labored. Half an hour later, Janet stood with her arms on her hips as she squinted hard at the boat, which was now concealed under a hefty amount of fallen branches and leaves. Sure… If you look at it long enough you’ll notice something is amiss… But that’s only if you expect to see something out of place. Contenting herself with the thought that after a day or two worth of tropical jungle rainfall the hidden boat would sink more organically into its surroundings, Janet waded through the sand back towards her tent. After a few minutes of anxiously scanning the jungle, her eyes alighted on the boulder she had set as her landmark and soon enough she was crawling inside of her makeshift abode. It was getting late, the sun began to cast the western part of the island with rosier hues, shifting from its lustrous, daytime yellow to a soft, warm red. The inside of her tent was growing darker at a much faster rate than the beach outside, so Janet quickly prepared her evening meal with what little light she had left. She opened one of the bento boxes she had purchased at the harbor, knowing she would have to savor the first few meals on the island as she went through her fresh rations before she would have to resort to eating dried food, and the few canned goods she had brought alone that would have to be consumed cold. Looking up, she took a minute to meditate before she dug in. I actually made it… Too concerned with ensuring that her base of operations was set up quickly and undetected, Janet had not allowed herself a moment to truly let the enormity of where she was impact her fully. She was on ‘the Isle of Foxes,’ the very one that her father had read to her when she was just a little girl. A giddy expression spread across her face as she looked down at her meal, shaking her head in jubilant disbelief. She had done it, years of university with her nose stuck in dusty books followed by a delicate campaign to convince a sovereign nation to allow her to set foot on one of their sacred islands. And she had managed to accomplish it all. Janet Parker did her best to compose herself then, not wanting to let her sense of victory and relief become premature. She still had a job to do, after all. With any luck, she would be able to use the week’s worth of time her limited supplies allowed her to glean enough data from the island’s inhabitants to serve as a milestone for the entire field of anthropology. Reaching forward, the young researcher undid one of the flaps of her tent to reveal the setting sun, gently descending down into the giant ocean pool beneath it. That day’s sunset serving as her evening meal’s entertainment, Janet took her time slowly picking up clumps of rice and pieces of pork dumpling with her chopsticks. The last hints of the sun had just barely disappeared beneath the horizon when she finished. Shrugging off her travel ware, Janet stripped down into her underwear before nestling herself into her sleeping bag. The inside of the tent was a little warm for her comfort, but she knew better than to fall asleep exposed to the elements. The temperature would drop quickly, and she would not have her dream field expedition burdened by a head cold. Janet allowed her eyelids to grow heavy, taking in slow, deep breaths as she calmed herself down to further expedite the onset of sleep. It was difficult at first, her mind was a whirl with the following day’s duties and plans. But eventually, she found herself nodding off, the muffled sounds of jungle insects and nightlife creeping into her dreams as she dozed off into a tired, deep slumber. ⤐ ⬷ Janet crept through the jungle foliage at a crouch. Every dozen steps or so, she would glance around furtively in the canopy above before slowly standing up to locate the beaten path she was trailing. The explorer had to take care to not walk on any of the jungle paths, as the likelihood of discovery by one of the island’s inhabitants taking the same path was too much to risk. This made the going very slow, as Janet had to take time to not only maneuver around obstacles such as gnarled roots or dense vegetation, but she had to do so without making too much noise or damaging the plants. This proved more challenging than she had originally anticipated, and sweat beaded her brow as the morning slowly shifted into afternoon, the island’s temperature rising as the sun continued to bombard it with summer’s radiation. As she ventured through, Janet’s eyes alighted on the various dried grass and wooden effigies that stood erected in the trees above, or swinging gently from a motley of vines like marionette puppets. Janet keenly noted that each of the wooden figurines appeared each to sport a distinct set of pointed ears at the top of their heads. This fact alone restirred the excitement of the butterflies inside of Janet’s stomach. Still, despite the discomfort and slow traversing, Janet knew she was making progress. Her nostrils had caught a whiff of smoke, telling her that she must be getting closer to the primitive encampment. The smell of cooked fish and a strange, pungent herb had accompanied the woodsmoke. They must be good trappers… There haven’t been any reports of seeing them in the waters… Janet reflected to herself, inching her around an overturned log. Eager to see for herself, the anthropologist stopped as she spotted the back wall of one of the huts about a hundred meters away from her. Walking towards the village on the ground was far too dangerous, and Janet glanced around the surrounding trees as she decided that now would be a perfect time to execute phase two of her covert observation plan. She stretched once more, recalling the advice of her acrobatics instructor from her youth as she assessed which tree would be easiest for her to scale. Her gaze settled on a particularly large looking tree, covered in a dense blanket of vines and moss that would serve well for gripholds and traction. With a muffled grunt, Janet grabbed the nearest vine and hoisted herself up, her ankles gripping the leafy rope tightly as she began to ascend. One hand over another, Janet felt the excitement of the ascent course through her, quickly replacing the idle boredom of having to slowly sneak through the tropical forest. Janet reached for the branch above her, her knuckles turning white as her fingers gripped the aged bark enough to support her entire weight. Grabbing onto another part of the same branch with her other hand, she felt her grip loosen as her heart skipped a beat. Bits of decayed bark fell down to the forest floor below as she swayed precariously, holding on with only four of her fingers; the foliage below appeared dangerously far beneath her. She gasped, only just barely stifling the yell of fright that had welled up in her chest as she remembered where she was and what she was doing. Silently, her face contorted into a pained expression of effort and desperation. She swung herself from side to side, before reaching up and grabbing the branch once more with her other hand. To her relief, the wood held, and bit by bit she was able to haul herself up until she kneeled safely on the tree’s rigid bough. Janet took a moment to catch her breath, her chest heaving as her nerves calmed themselves down from the fight or flight response. Trying not to think about the fact that she had almost plummeted to her death, Janet quickly shuffled along the branch and began to make her way slowly through the canopy in the direction of the primitive village. A quarter of an hour later, she had closed the hundred meter distance. The smell of cooking fires and sizzling meat now punctuated the air, causing Janet’s mouth to water. Whatever the island’s inhabitants were cooking up, it smelled delicious. The anthropologist almost regretted having to conduct the research undetected, as she would have loved in that moment to break bread with the cooks of the island. She could now hear muffled voices, remarkably high-pitched for a collection of human primitives. Janet did her best to control her breath, her vision still obstructed by the large hut in front of her. She would have to creep along the branch, and do her best to glean what she could from the leafy canopy above. Janet’s right hand crept slowly into her satchel, ruffling around its contents until her fingers came into contact with the cool metal of her camera. Quietly, she took it out of her bag. She was about to begin a slow, methodical crawl across the tree’s branch when she heard the distinct sound of rustling leaves to her left. Before she could react, a voice that sounded like a squeaky child’s inquiry almost caused her to fall out of the tree in surprise. Janet’s head whipped around towards the source of the voice. Her jaw dropped open, her eyes growing wide as she beheld the sight in front of her. Standing on two paws at roughly a meter in height, with a blood orange colored fur coat, was a fox.
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  4. Hello guys! This is the second story in my series! This is a bit longer and a bit more detailed than my previous one, focusing on the lore of the backrooms. If you’re familiar with the backrooms you’ll really enjoy the details i describe in each level, if you’re not then no worries i gave a brief description of what it is in the beginning of the story. Might also add that the level numbers, names, descriptions, and entities are all canon to the backrooms. I did my research before i wrote this story! And fun fact even the level number you’ll see eventually in the story is canon! I swear i didnt come up with it ENJOY!! And dont forget to leave a brief feedback so i can fix my mistakes and take your opinions to continue to provide good ‘episodes’ in this series i am creating.. THANK YOU! ^_^ ———————————————————- Amy walked out of her university campus with two of her friends; Anthony and Jane, after a long day at college. She was a beautiful long haired brunette wearing a simple dark blue chemise that had its front tucked inside of her white jeans. She was sipping the last of her grape soda can before throwing it directly into the litter basket. “Bullseye! Haha.” Jane said shoving Amy’s shoulder playfully. “Oh i’ve been practicing since last time!” Amy said with a smile. They walked a little bit and sat on a wooden bench overlooking a park with the city view behind it. Anthony was scrolling through his phone, he didn’t pay much attention to his surroundings as he was indulged on a certain topic he was reading. “Hey guys ever heard of the backrooms?” Anthony suddenly asked. “Yeah i’ve scrolled through a couple of topics.. many people explain how people just ‘slip’ into another reality, and that it has levels.. thousands.. some say they are infinite, some has unearthly creatures and monsters and there’s no way of going out once you go in! Except if you reach the final level, which is practically impossible.. you might get a chance though if you find a certain shortcut that gets you to the final level immediately from an early stage.” Amy said. “Wow, you certainly know your info! Well it became trending recently. The subject just popped out of nowhere one day.” Jane said. “Yeah true but well the subject started to pop up exactly 3 months ago.” Anthony said. “Yeah so?” Jane asked confusingly. “Well do you know what happened 3 months ago?” Anthony asked. “Oh, do you mean the Armix tower explosive sonic wave downtown?” Amy asked. “YES! I bet that Armix is behind it.. that sonic wave was certainly.. peculiar. They never said anything about it publicly. But i am certain they have something to do with it! The concept of the backrooms started after that particular explosion! They might have opened rifts or portals to other realities by accident!” Anthony said. “Oh you and your conspiracies Anthony! I don’t even believe that they really exist, it just might be an internet hoax!” Jane said while blowing raspberries. “Oh shut up Jane. Well what do you think Amy? What will you do if you accidentally slipped into the backrooms ha? Hahaha.” Anthony said with a laugh. “Well i am not sure if it actually exists but if i happen and get thrown in there i will certainly be so scared i might piss myself in fear! Hahahaha.” Amy said jokingly. Followed by her question to Jane; “What about you Jane?” “Oh i’ll definitely fully soak myself as well, from what i read it certainly is too scary! Hehe.” Jane said with a silent giggle. “Since we opened the subject of peeing, do you guys remember the video that trended back then 3 months ago when the tower sonic boomed?” Anthony asked. “You mean the one that was anonymously shared of the soaked girl coming out of a faulty elevator inside the tower after the explosion?” Jane asked. “Yes. That video trended even more than the explosion itself! Must have been pretty embarrassing for that girl.” Anthony replied. “Yeah the poor girl, i cant imagine being in her place, it must have felt so humiliating for everyone to see her like that. It certainly was too scary for her when the elevator was falling that she just let go all over herself.” Amy said. “Yeah well there was also an obvious huge puddle on the elevator floor. Well they certainly couldn’t sue the company.. they had a fail safe and the girl was saved because of their technology. Besides no one knows the origin of that explosion! Oh well, they’re Armix after all, the most powerful company perhaps in the entire world?” Jane said. They all looked at the tall Armix tower that was far off in the distance, standing like a gigantic rocket in the middle of their city. The city was called Lustral. “Well forget about Armix.. something else is trending on the internet right now. Have a look guys this is very weird.” Anthony said while passing his phone to the girls. The post showed a 20 seconds video, the thumbnail was a naked girl sitting on her knees with her face facing down on the floor of a walkway of a public park of a city called Lasix in a foreign country. The girl had a long brunette hair that covered her facials and she was sitting over an expanding puddle of her own urine in the middle of the park with bystanders surrounding her. The title of the topic was ‘Mysterious Naked Pissing Girl Appears Out of Thin Air in Lasix Public Park.’ It was posted two days ago. “Press play already!” Anthony yelled at Amy. She immediately pressed play and they all watched confusingly. - - - **VIDEO PLAYING** The camera was filming an empty walkway in a park. Suddenly a naked girl appears out of thin air from what looks like an expanding energy filled orb. The orb disappears quickly within itself in a silenced blast leaving the girl on her knees on the floor audibly crying. The camera zooms in as a puddle started to expand under her.. filling the walkway with her urine. She was trembling and facing down with her long hair covering her face. Suddenly the voice of a yelling man appeared in the background of the video; “STOP FILMING HER YOU IMMORAL PIECE OF SH—.” Then the video ended abruptly. - - - “WOW!” Jane exclaimed. “This is weird.. didn’t you guys notice something? It seemed like the man who filmed the video knew exactly where the girl will appear. The video started before she even appeared.” Amy said confusingly. “Well i agree but i noticed something else.. call me crazy but this girl looks exactly like you Amy..” Anthony said as he looked at his confused friend. “No way..” Jane said. “That’s impossible haha! First of all this video was posted two days ago, Monday 16th of March, today is Wednesday 18th of March! Two days ago i was with you guys at college remember?? Secondly, this video was literally filmed in a city called Lasix located on the literal other side of the planet! There’s just no possible way it’s me!” Amy said confidently. “Well yeah you’re right.. it’s just that she has exactly the same hair style and skin color as you.” Anthony said. “Her face is not obvious though, it’s probably just a coincidence and her body just looks like Amy’s, nothing more.” Jane said denyingly. “You’re probably right, it’s just me and my conspiracies again.. Ha!” Anthony said sarcastically. “Exactly! Haha!” Jane said laughing. “Alright guys time to head home, i really need to pee i have been holding it since we came out of campus.. that grape soda filled me up haha!” Amy said as she got up from the bench. “Alright see you later Amy!” Anthony said as he waved good bye. “Bye bye bestie! See you tomorrow.” Jane said as she gave Amy a quick hug. Amy waved at them and started walking through the park towards her home on the other side of the park. She squirmed a little bit on her way home as her bladder filled, but kept moving nonetheless. She suddenly noticed a weird tree, it appeared like it was glitching in and out of reality. It just stuttered in a weird way as if it was a malfunctioning hologram. Amy confusingly but carefully approached the tree, she unwittingly reached her hand out to touch the flickering tree, and to her surprise she ‘slipped’. Her whole body got sucked into the tree as if it was nothing but pure air, she started falling through the endless dark void losing all her senses in the process. Amy had just no-clipped out of reality. - - - *ENTER LEVEL 0: THE LOBBY* Amy started to gain her consciousness slowly, she was laying on a musty yellow carpet. The carpet was a bit damp and smelled moldy. She opened her eyes slowly and looked around to find herself in an empty yellow room. The walls were covered with yellow paint, and the lights were fluorescent and gave out w constant buzzing noise and flickered every few seconds. The buzzing noise was certainly annoying and monotonous. Amy immediately put her hands over her ears as she began to slowly regain her senses. She looked around the room in her shock. She immediately realized that she was literally inside the backrooms. The very one she and her friends were joking about a few minutes ago. “It’s real.. omg it’s real! No no no!” Amy started talking to herself as she sobbed. Her bladder ached in her fear. She felt like her bladder will give out in her fear and surprise. She immediately put her hands on her crotch and crossed her legs in order to try and hold it in. She instantly remembered the conversation with her and her friends about ‘peeing herself’ if she ever made it to the backrooms. “Oh no i am gonna pee! Im gonna pee myself! Please don’t pee.. please don’t pee.. please don’t pee!” She kept repeating to herself as she cried but to no avail. She started to leak a little bit into her panties and white jeans and through her hands. It left a small wet spot around her crotch but surprisingly she managed to hold it in as she calmed herself down a little bit. “Oh nooo i wet myself! I really need to find a way out of here before i fully soak myself! I cant take it anymore!” She said while sobbing. She relaxed herself a little and then started exploring slowly with tears in her eyes, a wet dark spot on her white jeans and a large amount of urine in her bladder. She moved slowly out of the room to find dozens of similar yellow rooms. She kept moving and looking around as her need to pee intensified. But there was nothing new. It looked like a maze of empty yellow office spaces that seemed to be endless. The constant buzzing of the fluorescent lights was driving her crazy. She wanted to get out anyway she can now, and most importantly she needed to relieve herself. After what seemed like an eternity of walking in an endless yellow maze, the monotonous hum of the yellow lights was suddenly interrupted with a landline telephone ringing. The sound startled Amy which made her put a hand over her bladder and leak a bit in her panties again, but it also gave her a glimpse of hope. She started following the ringing phone with a fast pace hoping that this could be her way out of here. The ringing started getting higher and higher as she finally arrived in a room that looked exactly like the other rooms except that there was an office desk on the middle of the room with a black telephone ringing above it. She slowly reached the phone and answered with trembling hands. “He-he-hello?” Amy said stutteringly. Nothing answered but a loud static noise like a bad frequency coming from the other end of the phone, and among all the static noise a voice faded in and Amy tried to make out the words. “It’s - - behind - - you.. RUN!” The voice said as she finally deciphered it. The words gave her chills and goosebumps. She suddenly dropped the phone and put a hand over her mouth as she slowly turned around to look behind her. To her surprise she found a dark inhuman silhouette standing in the distance, making a terrorizing screeching noise as it twitched in its place but appeared to be idle. Amy stood still but in her shock the small wet spot on her crotch started expanding into a full wet patch along both sides of her white jeans darkening it all into a gray color. The flow extended towards her shoes and started dripping off over her shoes and into the moist carpet. The sound of urine hitting the ground caught the creature’s attention and it suddenly started sprinting towards Amy with its screeching voice getting louder. Amy screamed and immediately started running the other way with her urine still spraying into her jeans in her terror as she ran for her life. Her adrenaline pumped up which put her in the natural fight-or-flight mode, possibly her body voided her bladder for her to be lighter to give her a chance to run faster and escape the danger she was facing.. ironically her bladder was voided into her jeans which practically made her feel heavier and made it more difficult for her to run. Nonetheless; she ran into the same yellow empty spaces for a couple of minutes not looking back but still hearing the chilling voice of the creature. Surprisingly she noticed a trap door in the floor in one of the rooms she ran into and decided that this would be her best bet to try and hide from the creature. She sprinted with all her power towards the trap door with the creature tirelessly sprinting behind her. She managed to pull the handle of the door and open it. She looked down to find a partially dark concrete area, no more yellow in there.. as she was going down the hole the creature immediately grabbed both of her feet and pulled her on the ground away from the trap door. As she was being dragged she definitely let go of some more of her urine and pissed all over the carpet. Her chemise got wet from her own piss this time as she was being dragged on her stomach over her own urine. She kicked so hard that finally both of her shoes came off her feet into the creature’s dark hands. The creature lost balance and fell backwards as Amy crawled rapidly back to the hole and climbed down quickly shutting off the trap door behind her. - - - *ENTER LEVEL 1: HABITABLE ZONE* Amy came down into a chilly area. It looked like a sprawling gigantic warehouse that had concrete floors and walls and a dim light. Fog was hanging in is the air with no discernible source. It underwent the process of condensation which formed large random puddles of water on the large cold concrete floor. She looked down at her jeans and shirt to find all her clothes soaked, smelling of her own urine. She slowly walked a little bit and stepped over the random water puddles which soaked her white socks and immediately after she gave out an audible cry and sat down on the floor to take her breath in disbelief after that frightening situation that made her lose total control of her entire bladder. She sobbed and hyperventilated for a few minutes until she took back control of her body. She calmed a little bit and then proceeded to take off her damp socks because who likes the feeling of wet socks on their feet? She stood up slowly and started moving through the vast endless warehouse, stepping on the cold water puddles with her bare feet now. She was pretty scared but at least there was no creatures to be seen around, and the monotonous buzzing and endless yellow are no more. It might drive anyone insane. The warehouse seemed to be expanding forwards, it wasn’t a maze like the previous area. Amy kept walking in a straight line for what might have been a couple of hours before finding a small door on the side of a concrete wall. She carefully opened the door hoping it will lead her out of this nightmare but to her surprise she found a supply cache. It was mostly empty except for a few random fruits and two unopened bottles of ‘Almond Water’. She quickly reached for one of the water bottles, opened it and started gulping it down. She needed to rehydrate, she hadn’t drunk anything in what seemed like hours. She was super tired and dehydrated but the almond water gave her energy. It tasted sweet and refreshing. She threw the empty bottle away and then grabbed an apple. She voraciously ate it and then grabbed the other almond water bottle and chugged it down in one go. “Ahh.. that felt good. Now i can focus on getting out of here.” She said as she came out of the supply cache room. Her bladder definitely starting to fill again after she chugged two bottles. She ventured through the endless warehouse again after a good refill. The sound of water puddles under her feet triggered a reaction in her bladder again. It had been a couple of hours since she had her accident, in addition she just chugged two entire water bottles. The dark patch on her jeans was visible but it was dried in but still a bit damp making her feel colder. She finally reached a tunnel that looked a bit different than the rest of the warehouse. It was becoming tighter and tighter. She moved in nonetheless to find herself in what seemed like a maintenance tight tunnel filled with pipes running along the walls. - - - *ENTER LEVEL 2: PIPE DREAMS* She started moving carefully through the tunnel. Black liquid could be seen oozing out of some malfunctioning pipes. Of course she didn’t touch it and tried to avoid it as best as she could. There were doors on the right side of the wall, she tried opening a few but none of them responded. They were all locked tight. Amy kept walking trying to open every door she comes across to no avail. Her need to urinate was growing larger. Eventually she saw someone standing still in front of her in the tunnel with his back to her. He looked humanoid. Could it be another human who was lost in the backrooms like her? She carefully approached him and put a hand on his shoulder. “Hello? Are you okay?” She asked naïvely. In an instant the humanoid quickly turned to face her, and to her surprise it was faceless. It had no eyes, no nose, no mouth, no ears. Nothing. Amy immediately squealed and fell backwards on her butt and started to back paddle away from the creature while crying. As she did so, of course, she started urinating in her jeans again in her terror. Rewetting the already dried gray patch. The patch grew larger and leaked under her butt this time. It left a trail of urine as she continue to back paddle while uncontrollably pissing into her jeans. She quickly noticed that the creature wasn’t moving. It stayed in its place standing still only it was facing her. It made sense she thought, the creature doesn’t have any senses. It should be harmless. She stopped back paddling but kept her eyes locked on the creature. The final drops of urine leaving her vagina into her jeans as she sat still for a moment. She slowly stood up again and put a hand on her butt to notice how much her buttocks were soaked. They were completely drenched and still dripping, leaving a huge patch on her butt. “Oh no.. not again!” She thought to herself. She was lucky the creature couldn’t see, or smell her urine. After a moment of collecting herself she decided to move past that creature slowly. She stuck her back to the pipes and started moving slowly past it. She held her breath and sneaked on her barefoot tip toes very close beside it in order to continue on her way. She leaked a little bit more as she moved past it from the fear of the situation she was in but continued on her way nonetheless. Suddenly a pipe burst beside her and the creature immediately turned to face her again. This time she picked up her pace and started running with the last of the content of her bladder finally releasing into her panties and jeans. She started to slow down after a couple of minutes of running when she made sure the creature wasn’t sprinting behind her like the other one. She bent down putting her hands on her soaked knees as she took her breath. She started slowly navigating the tunnels again when eventually she found a small hole in a very fragile cracked wall. It looked unique and different from the same pattern she had been walking in for a while now. What was stranger is that there was a sledgehammer perfectly placed in front of that hole. Is this the way out? “This could possibly be my way out of here. I have to break the fragile wall. It can’t be a coincidence!” Amy thought to herself as she grabbed the sledgehammer and moved towards the wall. It was heavy but she managed. She slammed the wall as hard as she possibly could and it surprisingly instantly shattered like paper in one blow. The hole was revealed to be a circular tunnel that she could crawl through. She collected herself and hesitantly started crawling through that tunnel until she reached the light on the other end. Unbeknownst to her, this was actually a hidden short cut that took her right into level 5. - - - *ENTER LEVEL 5: TERROR HOTEL* After jumping down from the tunnel Amy found herself in a vast lobby of what looked like a hotel complex. Light seemed to be shining from the windows. One might think it was finally the sun but there was nothing but white light. The architectural style seemed to go back to 1930s, with furniture dating back to 1920s. Jazz music was playing in the distance with whispers and voices of the chatter of people but there was no one there but Amy. She started to move through the reception area and found stairs in the middle leading to the hotel rooms. She carefully reached the hallway and found what seemed to be infinite rooms left and right of her. She started moving in and trying many of the room doors but none opened until she reached the end of the hallway after about 30 minutes of walking. It was a dead end, but not quite. There was a larger door at the wall in front of her, refraining from the same pattern of left and right doors. She thought this might finally be it. The door had room number 207 embedded into its wooden body. Hopeful, she turned the door knob slowly and it finally opened with her, the door wasn’t locked. She carefully entered to find a magnificently designed luxurious room. It had a huge bed in the middle and looked like any fancy room she can’t afford back in her own reality. She felt a bit excited yet still fearful. She entered the room and sat on the huge bed realizing that she felt uncomfortable wearing her wet pants. After all she pissed herself twice in it and she was wearing it in that state for god knows how many hours. She finally decided that she needed to relax. Maybe sleeping would be the way out of this level? She thought that while she’s at it she might as well definitely take a hot shower in the massive bathroom that was complementary to her room. She started difficultly pulling her sticky urine filled jeans off but she managed. She was already bare foot since level 1. She then pulled off her blue panties and took off her chemise and blue bra. She was completely naked now. Her body was a bit sticky from all the urine and she definitely smelled like a urinal. She kicked her ruined clothes to the side and rushed to the shower so she could finally shower and relax then sleep on that comfortable bed so she can regain focus or possibly get transported to another level. As soon as she reached the bathtub she stood inside of it and started turning all the valves, but there was no water coming out. She felt frustrated and started to smack the shower head a few times. While doing so the bathtub under her suddenly dissolved. She was pulled down under and into another dark void. She looked upwards as she levitated forcefully downwards to see that she no-clipped out of the hotel seeing her bathroom moving out of distance as she was being dragged down. She had accidentally found a secret entrance to the final level of the backrooms. She finally settled on a dark ground to find a gray looking huge spiral staircase in front of her. - - - *ENTER LEVEL 9223372036854775807: THE END* Naked and scared Amy had no choice but to approach the gray stairs in front of her. As soon as she stepped on one of the steps the door she came from shut behind her. The stairs was incredibly tall, dark, spiral and surround by walls. The steps in the staircase were floating, metal square slabs that gently shifted around. “All i wanted was just some sleep i cant! I cant! I am too tired and too cold for this! And now i am all naked!” Amy said while sobbing. Nonetheless she collected her strength and started climbing the stairs slowly. Amy found occasional locked doors as she ascended the creepy staircase. She kept climbing as she trembled in the cold to no end. She occasionally sat on the steps to take a break from climbing. It took about two hours until she finally reached the very top of the stairs. She found a door with a letters electronic pad beside it. She tried opening it but it was locked. She knew then that it needed a password. She was frustrated as she tried different combinations of names and letters to no avail. But finally she got the bright idea of putting her name in. A . M . Y . The door beeped and unlocked. She opened it to find a dark hallway but saw a very bright light at the end of the tunnel. She started walking towards it when suddenly dozens of decayed hands started coming out from both sides of the walls and tried to grab her. She screamed and started running and kept hitting the hands away. “Have to reach the light at the end of the tunnel! The light at the end of the tunnel! The light at the end of the tunnel!” She kept repeating to herself while taking the hands off her.. and finally she reached it after a struggle. - - - *THE FRONTROOMS* Suddenly she fell on a solid ground. It looked like gravy dirt. Her face was fixated on the ground with her long brunette her covering her facials, she sat on her knees and as she did so her bladder finally gave in once more from all the pressure and fear she just faced. The puddle started to extend on the ground she sat on as urine flowed from her bare vagina. A mysterious man with a black hat and a black coat was standing there with a peculiar type of phone. He was filming the incident on a live feed under an anonymous name since before Amy even appeared. While he was filming a crowd began to gather around Amy. One ethical man saw the mysterious man filming her and ran towards him shouting; “STOP FILMING HER YOU IMMORAL PIECE OF SHIT!!!” The mysterious man started running away from the scene and vanished. Which interrupted his video. Amy snapped back into reality when she heard the man shouting. She looked back up and looked at the crowd of people surrounding her, realizing that she was naked and that she had pissed herself on the floor. The bystanders had witnessed that. She looked around in panic to find herself in a park she’d never been to before. Amy started to slowly realize that she is the very same girl she had watched on Anthony’s phone. It was really her. A woman took off her coat and covered Amy immediately with it as she helped her to stand up. “Whe- where am i? What is th- the da- date?” Amy stutteringly said as she asked the helpful lady in order to confirm her suspicions. “What do you mean honey? It’s Monday the 16th of March. You’re in Lasix. Come you need help and medical attention i’ll take care of you.” The helpful woman said confusingly answering her as she walked with Amy away from the scene. The woman’s answer had confirmed to Amy that she was indeed the girl in the video. She had traveled back in time two days prior to when she first entered the backrooms and it landed her in Lasix, a city in a country on the other half of the globe of where she lived in Lustral. She didn’t quite understand what had actually happened. But what was confirmed that the backrooms did actually exist, a reality or a bunch of realities defying all known laws of time and physics filled with monstrous entities. But she was relieved. After all Amy was one of the lucky very few who managed to survive the backrooms and live to tell the tale. - - - The video was nonetheless shared by the mysterious man and it started trending on all platforms with the headline “Mysterious Naked Pissing Girl Appears Out of Thin Air in Lasix Public Park.” - - - “WOW!” Jane exclaimed. “This is weird.. didn’t you guys notice something? It seemed like the man who filmed the video knew exactly where the girl will appear. The video started before she even appeared.” Amy said confusingly. “Well i agree but i noticed something else.. call me crazy but this girl looks exactly like you Amy..” Anthony said as he looked at his confused friend. “No way..” Jane said. “That’s impossible haha! First of all this video was posted two days ago, Monday 16th of March, today is Wednesday 18th of March! Two days ago i was with you guys at college remember?? Secondly, this video was literally filmed in a city called Lasix located on the literal other side of the planet! There’s just no possible way it’s me!” AMY SAID CONFIDENTLY. - - -
  5. What do you EXPECT the 3 HARDEST activities/positions/workouts would be for a girl to do while holding. Wearing normal clothes (jeans t-shirt, underwear) and will do a rapid desperation tonight and try them out and see if you were right or wrong. Will update! Thanks! Make some hard ones! I'll wait till I get to a 7-8/10 then start doing them all. Right now I'm at 1/10
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    A very desperate woman walks around the park looking for a place to pee. She finally finds a spot behind some benches and begins to get some much needed relief. Just as she starts pissing someone walking by decides to come over and sit down on one of the benches. The woman quickly pulls up her panties and tries to act as if nothing is wrong, Luckily for her the person didn't notice her squatting down before. The woman now bursting tries her best to hide her desperation while waiting for the person to leave. Just as the person starts to leave the woman unable to hold it any longer begins to leak in front of her. As the person walks away the woman fully loses control and wets herself. Enjoy
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  7. Hello! Welcome to The Scale of Continence! You all will be following Spark, a grey wolf, and his peeing adventures with his partner, Inku, an unknown species, and his roommate Fern, an orange tabby. At every choice, you get shown a scale for Spark's incontinence, bladder, bowels, arousal, and relation (Only when interacting with a reoccurring character). Depending on what choices are made, Spark may gain passive effects. Some effects include omorashi enthusiast, small bladder, easily aroused, and phantom feeling. Hope everyone enjoys! -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Spark sighed as he stepped into his small house. It wasn't much, but with inflation and the three owners all having minimum-wage jobs, he was happy there was a roof over his head. He looked over to the living room. Inku laughed at something on the TV. "Hey, Babe!" Spark greeted, his tail wagging. "Spark! If you need to use the bathroom, be ready to drive somewhere. Something on the toilet broke and Fern's trying to fix it." "Thanks for the heads up," Spark said, heading to the spiral staircase, "But Fern's great at mechanics, she probably won't take that long." Inku turned away from the TV to narrow their eyes at Spark. "If you say so." Spark stepped into the bathroom and spotted Fern bent beside the toilet with a paw pressed on her crotch. "Fern, you doing okay?" Spark asked, worry clear in his voice. "Yep. Fine. Just need the bathroom a bit." Fern responded through gritted teeth. Spark looked her up and down, taking note of the little things. He could clearly see her legs shaking and hear her quiet panting. "I could drive you down the street or ask a neighbor if you can use their bathroom." Spark offered. "I'm fine I-" Fern cut herself off and dropped her wrench in favor of adding another hand to her crotch. "On second thought, I'll take you up on that offer." She said, slowly standing up. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ With Fern in reach, Spark can: A. Stand in front of the door, but move eventually B. Stand in front of the door, but refuse to move (-1 Fern Relation) C. Push on Fern's bladder (-5 Fern Relation) D. Quickly go to the car 0/10 (Fully Continent) 0/10 (Empty Bowels) 2/10 (Dull Feeling) 0/10 (Not At All Aroused)
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    Woman who became incontinent during a swimsuit shoot
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    Welcome to SunnyValley! What is SunnyValley? SunnyValley is a video game in which you can have a new beginning, a new life. From the player section you can choose 3 characters to develop your story, depending on which one you choose, your start in SunnyValley will be different. In summary SunnyValley is a game in which you can start an ABDL life in a very nice new city. What can I do in SunnyValley? SunnyValley is full of activities to do, you can walk around the city and meet new people, see other people's houses, visit and play in the city park, work at your new job, go to the gym to build muscle. However SunnyValley is a game that is in Alpha so much of the content that I have in mind is not yet implemented, content such as: The museum, the nursery, the camping area and many other things that we will see over time! Who has developed this project? Well, my name is KrakenBite, I am the main developer of this project, although to make it happen I have had the great help of ABDLMiah and AndyDL. ABDLMiah is a person who has her own game called "A Whole Week In Diapers" which was a complete success at its launch and I highly recommend it, you can find it on his Patreon. Miah has helped me with numerous problems in creating mechanics and developing the game. AndyDL is a talented ABDL artist that you will most likely already know if you are here and if you don't know him I will leave you here links to his social networks and Patreon. Andy has been in charge of the artistic work of the characters. Where can I download this game? "A New Life in SunnyValley" is a project that I hope to be able to fund through Patreon since it takes me a long time to create. You can download it on Patreon and you can also know more about it on Twitter and Discord! -------------------------------------------- Download Link (Patreon): Here -------------------------------------------- Patreon: www.patreon.com/KrakenBite Discord: https://discord.gg/aefqHycecG
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    The last wish of a man about to be murdered... totally worth it
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  12. Okay, so recently I conversed with my girlfriend about a fantasy that I teased and tortured myself with while riding along with her door dashing. She drinks a lot of water and has a small and weak bladder. She knows about my interests in desperation, holding and squirming, wearing/using diapers, etc. I finally worked up the courage to be open and honest about said fantasies and suggested she should "wear protection" just in case, and not necessarily use the diaper. She said she didn't have an issue with wearing a diaper. in fact she said it was cute, but she was a bit harsh (at first) on the idea of using a diaper and wetting it. She claimed that's how you get infections and that it is unsanitary. Which I agree with the unsanitary part, especially when you wear for hours and hours (even though I have partook in such fun ) but I couldn't really contest from any angle regarding infections caused by wetting/messing a diaper. So, for the folks here belonging to all genders and circumstances (abdl, cg/l, genuine incontinence, precautionary and convenience, medical/nursing home caregiver, etc), are infections possible? And if so, are they exclusive to those with female anatomy? I personally have never had any issues with infections in all the time I've worn and used (I am a biological male.) Lastly, how would you avoid infections besides just using powder and cream and changing soon after wetting/messing? My girlfriend is very open minded and has suggested that trying out the associated kinks may take some time to "ease into it." I don't plan on forcing anything with her or pressing anything onto her she may not want to do, that's not cool or respectful. If you guys could offer some pointers, advice, or corrections on misconceptions to avoid the bad risks of the aforementioned kinks, and better enjoy the good parts, I would greatly appreciate it. Much love to this supportive and welcoming community.
  13. Hi all, got a question for all of us who grew up having accidents or maybe still do. If you have/had genuine pants wetting accidents do you try and contrtol your bladder even after you have started to wet? For example you just cannot hold it any more (genuine accident, not staged or holding session) and you start to pee your pants. After some is let out you have the ability to control your bladder again and can stop your wetting. So, do you try and stop from wetting your pants more and hold your pee if you can, or do you just say, I'm already wet, and just keep peeing in your pants even though you could control it? In addition to my chronic bedwetting growing up I also had issues with peeing my pants through elementary school. More frequent early on and less frequent by 5th grade where I remember only having a few pants wetting accidents. For me in thinking back it was kinda mixed. Sometimes if I could stop it after I started to wet my pants I would. Other times I wouldn't even try to stop it and just empty my bladder in my pants. I think, if I am remembering correctly, I tended to try any stop peeing if I could more often than just letting it flow. Though often I could not stop it even if I wanted to. I also remember being able to stop my pee only to loose control in a few minutes and start to rewet my pants. So what are you experiences with stopping the flow or letting it go during a genuine accident?
  14. I have been thinking about this for quite some time. I have even given it a fair try several times, but never succeeded. I want to become a bed wetter. A real one. I wear a diaper to bed most nights and often during the day for comfort and convenience. I remember wetting the bed when I was really young, but never after the age of 5. The last time I tried to make this happen, I followed a program I found online. Drinking lots of fluids before bed, setting an alarm to the middle of the night to pee so that I would teach my body that peeing during the night is the norm. I continued for about three months, and gradually would not set an alarm in hopes of waking up wet. Never happened. This time around I'm planning on doing the same, only no alarms. I drink big glasses of water before bed - taking my good time - and then padding up and going to sleep before the urge to pee comes. I tend to wake up after a few hours, and I'm able to pee in the position I'm in and fall back to sleep. My hope is that through consistency I will gradually be less and less awake when my nightly urge to pee comes, and hopefully at some point be able to wet my bed while sleeping for real. It's a long time commitment, both the "training" and the resulting condition. I'm thinking of trying for at least 12 - 24 months before I think about giving up. Ideally, I would like to be able to control it, so if I would not down a lot of liquids before bed and be sure to empty my bladder completely, I'd have a fair chance of staying dry - just like the precautions real bed wetters have to deal with. But if this training means losing control completely, that I will wet any time I fall asleep, I think it would be worth it to reach my goal. I would love to come in contact with people who have succeeded in trainig themselves to become bed wetters, people who are currently training for it, and people who want to start training. If anyone has any tips on how to reach my goal, I would very much appreciate it. I understand that for a lot of people, bed wetting is a serious condition that they would love to be rid of. It is not at all my intention to diminish your problems, and I understand that this is something that will be a very big and long term part of my life should I succeed.
  15. Yesterday my bladder was tested rather to its limit, as I had a work trip where I was busy conducting research outside for about 7 hours with no chance to pee. A couple women I work with made the 15 minute trek back to a nearby visitors centre with a public washroom, but I decided to test my bladder, both because I had a lot of work left to complete in a limited amount of time, and because I was thoroughly enjoying the warm tingle building in my bladder as it grew increasingly full and I continued to deny it relief. At lunch I decided to up the ante and have a coffee as someone from my team had brought them and it was lovely iduring a cold day outside. Of course I knew full well what this would do to my bladder later but I pressed on. In the last hour of my work day, as everyone was wrapping up and almost everyone had gone home, I decided I would be safe to let out a few small leaks to warm my underwear, as I had a long coat on. Frankly, this only increased my desperation as I only peed for a few seconds and I was still bursting, but now with warm, wet fabric against my crotch. As I packed up to leave, I found myself really squirming, all I could think about was not peeing my pants. Before the drive home, I realized I definitely wouldn't make the 15 minute walk to the visitors centre bathrooms without flooding myself on the way there. I was now having involuntary leaks every few minutes and my bladder was firm and bulging. It felt delicious and I considered flooding my pants at the site once everyone had gone but I opted to keep holding and see how long I would last on the drive home. My seats are protected and I keep some towels in the car for times like these, so after about half an hour of squirming in desperation and grinding into the seat, I decided to let loose into my work pants and pee freely as I drove home! Pure bliss! My bladder had lasted nearly 8 hours and it felt stretched to its limit and a little sore, but no bother, I had no plans the next day. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Today (sunday) came and I had a feeling I might be leaky after such a long hold the day before, as I usually get that way. Its par for the course with long holds and overactive bladder, and I quite enjoy the excitement of not knowing when I'll feel a leak. I decided to go for a walk in the woods near my house, where we've just had one of the first snows of the winter. I had a tall glass of water and some tea before I left, but I was by no means trying to hold and my bladder was definitely less than half full. Out of nowhere as I'm walking I feel a strong urge and have to kneel down on my heel to stop from leaking. Ah, the perks of overactive bladder It passes, and I keep walking, feeling no more than a 5/10 urge again. And then all of a sudden, totally unexpectedly, a warm dribble escapes. I stand still, smirking, I was prepared for this, but I'm a bit surprised its happening on such a barely- full bladder. No matter, I keep walking in my wet undies. A few more steps and I feel another unexpected warm surge, this time my underwear is saturated and a few drips hit the inside of my dark sweatpants. I decide to have fun with it, if I'm gonna leak involuntarily, might as well embrace it and see how many more little leaks my pants can take before the wetness is too visible. The idea is exciting and I feel a stronger spurt escape, more intentionally this time, as I contemplate what I'm about to do. As I continue walking, now sporting a small but noticeable dark patch on the front of my pants, I continue to release small leaks and dribbles, some accidentally, some more deliberate. My tired bladder is close to giving up it seems - all good by me, this is what I get for pushing it yesterday. Suddenly I realize my pee stream isn't stopping, slowly but steadily it is flowing down the legs of my sweatpants and dripping into my boots. I dash to the side of the deserted trail, peeing with abandon, and tear my pants down to my knees to pee forcefully into the open winter air, just behind some trees. As my stream tapers off, I naughtily pull my pants back up a little early, enjoying the feeling of the last few trickles rewarming my underwear and running down my thighs. It was a close call, as I still had to make it back past several houses and didn't want to be totally drenched, which I succeeded in. My butt and crotch were visibly wet, but my pants were dark and the streaks on my thighs didn't soak through to my sweatpants, so it wouldn't have been noticeable unless you were really looking. As I made my way back closer to my house I began to feel the urge returning and my pants were growing a little cold so I decided to push out a few more spurts and finish peeing my pants fully when I got into the bathroom. Hopefully I'll have the chance to do this again soon - I do love a long desperate hold followed by a weak, leaky bladder the next day. stay well and stay wet folks
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  17. Hi, new here—22/f/United States—I thought I'd post about some experiences in the realm of omo + actual desperation and wetting I've had with my boyfriend, one that happened last night, in particular. Btw, you can call me "A" So I'll start with last night: TLDR; that day I had emergency surgery, i.e., a dilation and curettage, to remove a ruptured uterine fibroid. In post-op, one of my docs debriefed me on my discharge instructions and what to expect from my body as it recovers from surgery. One of (the many) things to expect? Incontinence, lasting up to a week. As someone who already deals with mild-moderate stress and urge incontinence, I wrongly thought I knew what was in store for me—though luckily, I did have a 9-pack of Goodnites on hand, sparing me from an embarrassing trip to the CVS across from my apartment. I get dropped off at my apartment around 4:30 pm. Having not had any fluids several hours before arriving at the hospital late that morning, I quite literally toss back a glass of cranberry juice and a 16oz Poland Spring, still wearing the disposable cotton underwear and maxi-pad provided by the hospital. Not even twenty minutes later, as I'm fiddling with the DVD player in my living room above the TV, my bladder begins to void—no warning, no bodily cue letting me know I had to go. Within seconds, I peed through the maxi-pad and disposable underwear, soaking my sweatpants and making a DVD player-sized puddle on the floor. I'm caught off guard by this, but ultimately unfazed—I clean up and put on a Goodnite. 6 pm: I'm on my couch watching a movie, about 2/3 of my way through another Poland Spring, nursing a bowl of chicken noodle soup. My very worried boyfriend (25/m)—who had been utterly in the dark about my surgery until I FaceTimed him in an anesthesia-induced fugue state in post-op—calls me to ask if he can swing by in a couple of hours. I, of course, agree. Thirty-ish minutes later, I feel myself leak, followed by a massive wave of urgency and pressure in my bladder. Caught off guard and, I guess, against my better judgment, I stand up from my position on the couch in an attempt to make it to the bathroom. Immediately, I begin peeing at full force. I grab myself in a semi-successful effort to control the stream, i.e., it slows, but doesn't stop; with my hands between my legs, I make it five feet from the couch before the pressure in my bladder surges beyond my ability to hold on any longer and start to pee uncontrollably. The feeling of involuntarily voiding my bladder makes me reflexively bend over, sending the majority of my stream of pee to the front of my Goodnite, which quickly, and audibly, saturates and overflows. Streams of pee begin running down my bare thighs (all I had on was one of my boyfriend's sweatshirts which, on me, pretty much function as a nightgown) and accumulate in a small puddle at my feet, maybe 5 inches in diameter. Frustrated, but now with an understanding of what the doctor meant when she mentioned "incontinence" as something to expect, I clean the floor, shower from the waist down, put on another Goodnite, and resume watching my movie. My boyfriend (let's call him T so as to avoid the phrase "my boyfriend" littering the remainder of this post umpteen times) comes over at around 8 pm. T is familiar with (and sympathetic to) my weak bladder—I've leaked, unintentionally and intentionally, in front of him before, in situations that contextualize/more or less excuse it, e.g., on walks, hikes, long car rides, etc. I've told him about full-blown accidents I've had; his response is always that "it's cute." However, I've never fully peed myself in front of T. The most I've leaked in front of him—up to this point—is a teacup-sized wet spot on my jeans (this happened earlier this month, on hour three of a seven-hour drive.) And I've certainly never worn, nor desired to wear, protective underwear (let's just call them what they are, diapers) diapers in front of him. He knocks on my door with a bouquet of flowers and card in hand, and we continue watching the movie I'd put on three hours earlier (the movie is Paul Thomas Anderson's 1999 film Magnolia, it's really, absurdly long, but otherwise fabulous). Before T arrived, I'd finished my soup, and had roughly 1/2 of a 20oz bottle of Gatorade—upon his arrival, I'd made each of us a peppermint tea with which, at 8:30, I was just about finished. Around 8:45, the credits roll—T and I are on the couch, his head is nestled in the crook of my neck and shoulder, and my legs are swung over his lap. I shift to place a pillow behind my back, scooching closer to T in the process, and feel a twinge in my bladder—followed by a leak. T seems oblivious, and I don't doubt he is, but given the likelihood and imminence of an accident, I open my mouth to say...something. Something, yeah? Anything. To tell him—tell him... Tell him what, exactly? That his 22-year-old girlfriend has no bladder control, at least for the next few days, and needs to wear a diaper? Well, fuck. Here goes nothing. "This is so embarrassing, but—feel my butt," I say. T shoots me a look best described as curiously amused and reaches under my sweatpants (the same pair I'd had an accident in earlier, they'd finished in the wash before T came). For lack of a better term: he gently feels up my padded butt. With his hand still there, I shake my head, breaking eye contact, "I—it's protective underwear," I swallow. "Just—with the surgery—you know, not for forever...for a couple of days, though, I can't—I can't really hold it, like, when I need to pee." I look back up at him. "Can I see what they look like?" asks T. I must look a little taken aback, because T shoots me another look as if to say, "Don't be weird." Sheepishly, I lower the band of my sweatpants. T moves the hand he has on my butt to graze the fabric of the top of the Goodnite, putting a negligible (but in my case, substantial) amount of pressure on my bladder, causing me to spurt. I bite my lip to stop the flow, which must look like my discomfort related to T's touch, who gently lifts his hand. "Don't be embarrassed, I don't care," he says. "I—I'm not embarrassed, it's, um," I stutter, squirming as more pee dribbles out of my urethra. "I just—I need to pee, like, now, and I can't, you know, I can't really hold—" T cuts me off. "Just go." To my surprise, my eyes well up with tears. "It's embarrassing," I say, quietly. T hoists me onto his lap; the motion of this, of course, causes my bladder to spasm, and, against my will, my detrusor muscle relaxes. Continuing to squirm and futilely squeeze my thighs together, I begin peeing uncontrollably into my Goodnite, on my boyfriend's lap. I pee at full force for 45 seconds before the stream of pee wanes to a dribble, and am fleetingly put at ease upon making the judgment that the Goodnite has managed to contain the wetness, when my bladder spasms again. Pee begins audibly hissing against my swollen Goodnite before soaking the fabric of the seat of my sweatpants - my boyfriend's sweatpants. The stream tapers off soon after this, but not before my pee pools onto my boyfriend's lap, saturating his jeans. Slackjawed, I mumble, "I—I couldn't hold it, I really—I couldn't hold it." I feel T nod and gently begin to pet the back of my head. We sit for a minute before T helps me change. I put his jeans and my sweatpants—his sweatpants—in the wash. I'm apologizing profusely at ten or twenty-second intervals throughout all of this, of course, which T responds to by covering his ears and kissing my forehead. 10:00 pm, probably: T insists I go to bed while the washing machine finishes. 11:00 pm, maybe: T takes the clothes out of the dryer. 12:15 pm: Next to me, T reads the second-to-last chapter of his book, when he feels - well, hears - hears the sloshing of me shifting positions in bed, specifically, and reaches his hand between my thighs to check if I'm dry, which I am - albeit not for long; T leaves his hand there for some time, likely weighing his options— To wake me, or not to wake me, that is the question / Whether 'tis nobler in the mind... —and decides to do the latter, which means one thing: he thinks I'm asleep. I'm very much awake. ***More experiences in story form soon, I promise! This took me way longer to write than anticipated, though, so I'm cutting myself off for the day, lol*** Xoxo, A
  18. Dear ladies and gentlemen, Do you miss the lovely old days of victorian age? It was the perfect time when chivalry and courtesy was everything that matters. A time when gentlemen must have beem always ready to assist a fine lady on her diaper changing issues. Let me take you back there with this humble painting.
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    Yes, I know that Halloween happened... almost a month ago? but this drawing is too good and honestly I completely forgot to post it here on Halloween nights there is a lot of fun, sweets, costumes and... Exactly, full bladders
  20. I found this video on YouTube and the desperation is really good. The video ends without an accident but I was hoping that I saw a cut version and the full version has a wetting scene, if anyone recognises this could I get some sauce?
  21. Hello guys! This is my first topic on this site, i am into fear wettings and i’ve had many accidents myself. So well, i decided that i’ll make an Anthology story series which includes fear wettings in different scenarios and with different characters. Hope you like it and would love to hear your feedback so i can create better stories in this series! Enjoy! ——————————————————— Cat moved quickly through the bustling city streets along with her friend. It wasn’t that easy as she was wearing heels. She had a smart outfit on, a gray blazer and a gray skirt, with white panties underneath. She also wore glasses that didn’t make her look like a nerd, it made her look rather beautiful. Today was a very important day to her, she finally had her job interview at the infamous Armix tower downtown, one of the tallest towers in the world. Although she just graduated, her grades were good enough that she was among the lucky few that got accepted for an interview in that tower. She finally arrived under the tower and looked upwards towards its peak and smiled. It was enormous.. It was exactly 232 stories tall. A moment later a gentle hand laid on her shoulder which awoke her from her daydream. “It’s huge Cat! isn’t it? Lucky you, it’s every aspiring person’s dream to work here!” Cat’s friend told her playfully. “Yesss Annie! I am so excited i just wish i will get accepted!” Cat said worryingly. “You’ll do great! I believe in you!” Annie said with a grin. “Thank you Annie! Thank you for coming with me for support! I really needed it.” Cat said. “Anytime babe! Let’s head inside!” Annie said. With a nervous sigh, Cat and Annie entered through the huge automatic glass door. The reception area was gigantic and magnificent. They moved forward towards the reception desk to a nice lady who expected them. “Hello my name is Cat Dean, i was told to come here for my interview!” Cat said nervously. The receptionist nodded and scrolled through her log book. “Cat.. Cat.. Cat.. AH! There you are. You can proceed through the elevator to the right to the 169th floor. It’s made specifically for the people who applied so it wont be crowded being they are very few!” “Aww the floor’s too high. Sorry i am just afraid of elevators and tight places. And it’s not like i can go up 169 floors on the stairs.” Cat laughed nervously but only got a shrug from the receptionist. “Well anyway, thank you! I guess i have no choice.” Cat said with a smile. Then looked at Annie as they both let out a giggle about the naughty floor number. She then took Annie with her and proceeded towards the Elevator but was immediately stopped by the receptionist again. “Hey i am sorry, your companion cant come up to the interview with you. I am sorry there are strict rules, she could wait here in the lounge for you. Sorry for the inconvenience.” The receptionist said. “Awww noo!” Cat said with a frown. “It’s okay Cat you got it! I’ll be waiting for you right here go on go on so you wont be late!” Annie said while gently pushing Cat towards the elevator. “Wait Annie! You know i am claustrophobic and i hate elevators ughh, besides i think my nerves are getting to me because of the interview and i really feel like i need to pee.. should i find a bathroom first?” Cat said with a frown. “Nooo Cat! No time for that dont worry it’s not like you will pee yourself in the interview it’s just a feeling! And that elevator is perfectly safe! We’re in the Armix tower the most technologically advanced building in town!” Annie said hurrying Cat to the elevator. “Awww okay you’re right. I am just so nervous. I need to calm down.” Cat takes a deep breath and exhales slowly. Annie then hugs her as they stand in front of the elevator door waiting for it to arrive. *DING!* “Alright that’s my que, i’ll see you in a bit Annie!” Cat said as she entered the elevator nervously and pressed on the 169th floor button and gave out another giggle as she shrugged her shoulders and looked around the elevator. “Good luck!!!” Annie said as the elevator doors closed. The elevator began its ascend with only Cat in it. It took a little while until it passed the 100th floor. Cat’s nervousness intensified, and with it her bladder. She squirmed a little bit thinking that it was a bad idea that she didn’t go to the bathroom before riding the elevator. “Ughh i should have went to the bathroom. That interview really makes me so nervous.” Cat thought to herself. A few seconds later the elevator arrived at the 152nd floor. It was then that a weird pulsating sonic shockwave hit the elevator with a high boom. The elevator heavily shook and Cat screamed from the sudden turbulence that occurred. The electricity was cut off and the lights turned off, turning the inside of the elevator into pitch black darkness. Cat began to cry as she hugged the corner of the elevator with her back. She couldn’t see anything and the elevator suddenly stopped. She got terrified out of her mind in that moment and didn’t know what to do. She immediately started feeling warm liquid flowing slowly down her legs and over her high heels. She felt her panties getting heavy with warm urine as she continued to sporadically and uncontrollably leak her bladder’s content in terror. The sound of dripping urine could be heard as it hit the elevator floor as it was very quiet. Suddenly, the lights came back on.. but it was flickering with a little bit of electric noise buzzing every few seconds, but Cat could see around her now. She tried to take control of her bladder once more and fortunately held it back successfully. She immediately looked down at her crotch to find a damp dark patch on her skirt and that she was standing on a puddle of her own making. “Ohh nooo! Oh my god i cant believe this just happened! And i cant believe i just pissed myself!” She started sobbing again and started pressing every elevator button she could see in her panic. “Please please please! Oh god no! Please work!!” She said while hyperventilating. It was then that the elevator became turbulent again. She instantly put her back to the corner again and held tight on the bars under the mirror. *WOOOOSHHH* In a blink the elevator started to rapidly descend in full speed towards the ground floor. “NOOOOOOO!!!!!” Cat screamed her lungs out as she sunk with the elevator while holding tight on the bars. It felt like she was going down a very fast and a very high roller coaster. But it wasn’t fun at all. Her bladder completely relaxed in her fear! She started completely soaking her panties and skirt as the elevator fell, the urine flow was so intense this time that it splashed loudly on the floor and it was spraying everywhere. The poor girl was terrified, she thought she was about to die. To her luck, the building was really technologically advanced. A safe emergency brake started to slow the elevator down at the 50th floor. The speed of the fall started to gradually slow down, and by the time it reached 10th floor it descended as it normally would. Cat had her eyes closed the whole time but when she finally felt the elevator descending normally she opened her eyes and found that it’s going down 9th floor then 8th. She relaxed her grip on the bars and sat on the floor as she tried to catch her breath. She didn’t realize that she sat on the puddle, the entire elevator floor was one huge urine puddle. She just thought that she was finally safe, she sighed and relaxed. And with the full relaxation of her body, her bladder released the final few sprays of her urine. Adding to the already huge puddle she was sitting in. *DING* The elevator door finally opens on the ground floor, a crowd was gathered in front of the elevator but the first one Cat laid her eyes on was her loyal friend Annie who stood there in shock and awe with her mouth slightly opened and beside her was the receptionist with her hands over her mouth. Cat was confused on why Annie was standing like that rather than coming in and helping her, but it was then that she realized. She looked around her on the floor to find that she was soaked and sitting on a pretty big urine puddle of her own making. She immediately felt so embarrassed, and her face turned tomato red instantly. A handful of people were standing there, seeing how soaked she was by having that huge accident. She tried to slowly stand up as she sobbed in her embarrassment, but suddenly a comforting hug was wrapped around her. Annie quickly hugged her friend so tightly to comfort her, not caring wether she’ll get wet from the puddle or her soaked friend’s clothes or not. She just cared about making her friend feel better. “Cat hun, are you okay?” Annie asked softly, still hugging her. “Ye-yes, Annie. Thank you.. But look at the mess i made.. i am so embarrassed i thought i was going to die.” Cat said as she sobbed but hid her face in her friend’s shoulder. “It’s okay you’re safe now..” Annie said. “Well what happened anyway? I dont understand.” Cat asked. “I dont know either suddenly it just felt like a sonic wave hit the entire building and it originated from above as the people were saying, from the very top floor. All the lights went off for a moment and then started flickering, and then we heard the sound of the elevator coming down, and i was so scared i hoped that you’d have gotten off. But thank god they have this safe brakes thingie. I am so glad you’re safe.” Annie said still comforting her friend. “Oh well there goes my interview.. i cant go in looking like that!” Cat said with a frown. “Oh dont worry about it they’ll probably reschedule today’s interviews after that incident!” Annie said reassuringly. Cat then suddenly realized that she accidentally wet her friend’s clothes with her own. “Oh i.. i am so sorry.. i think i got some on you.. your clothes got wet because of me.” Cat said with a blush. “Well.. that wouldn’t have happened if you listened to me and went to the bathroom before riding that elevator! Hahaha!” Annie said playfully as she poked Cat so she could try and lighten up the mood for her friend. They both giggled as they walked past the astonished crowd. It was embarrassing but Cat had her friend with her and she made her feel safe. They reached the receptionist and casually asked for another date for the interview. - - - Behind the scene of all this a mysterious man hidden in the crowd with a dark hat that concealed his face and a dark overcoat held a weird looking phone that didn’t seem like any other familiar phone these days. And with it he was filming the incident since the moment the elevator opened. He was on a live feed under an anonymous tag. He shared the entire event live to the world. He was standing there since before even Cat got into the elevator. It was like he knew that this would happen even before it happened and just waited for it. His live feed was eventually shared all around the social media platforms, and in a glimpse the video was all over the internet. It showed Cat’s accident and how soaked she was when she came out of the elevator and it quickly became a trending video all around the world. - - - - - “Holy shit! Who’s the bastard who filmed this! Annie was right I should have went to the freaking bathroom!” Cat said angrily as she threw her phone on her living room couch after watching the trendy video. Cat became famous in just a single day.. well, infamous in a matter of fact. Millions had watched her embarrassing accident. It must have felt so humiliating.
  22. Part One The ritual had been completed. I looked at my bride, standing on her own two feet, who looked back at me with a smile so pure it made me want to cry right there. I embraced her, she took her first steps, we thanked everybody, said our goodbyes, and took our leave of the harbor. I helped her out with my arm around her. “I’m seriously going to have to get used to this,” she said, stumbling along. “You’ll get it in no time,” I smiled back at her. I helped her into the wagon and we rode back to the castle. “We’ll come back to the sea sometimes, won’t we?” she asked. “Of course!” I replied, brushing her blue-green hair behind her ear, “It’s your home.” She beamed with happiness and threw her arms around me. When we got there, all of the servants were standing outside, applauding our arrival. “Is that more of your family?” she asked. “More or less. They aren’t related to us, but they work and live here. Come on, you’ve got to meet them! I’ve known them since I was born!” I helped her down. Her legs buckled and she fell into me, giggling sheepishly. We went over to the front of the steps, where everyone was waiting. “Everyone, this is Meri. The newest member of House Whitemore.” More applause. She held onto me tight. I turned to her. “Do you want to say anything?” “Oh! Umm… Well, hello,” she giggled. The rest of them cheerfully greeted her back. “I’m so happy to be welcomed here like this! I can’t wait to know you all as I start my life on land. As you probably know, I’m… from…” I didn’t know what was happening at first. She had on a white dress that reached a bit above her knees. As she trailed off, her face went from happiness to confusion. She looked down, so everyone else did too. Urine was streaming down her legs and splattering into a puddle at her bare feet. Panicked, I looked around at everyone. They were pretty shocked. “Okay, thanks everyone! Come on, Meri, let’s get you cleaned up.” I helped her up the stairs, silence weighing on our entire walk up there. “What happened to me?” she asked me, sounding more curious then upset. “I’ll explain when we get to our room, sweetheart,” I replied. “Come on, let’s…” She gasped when we entered. “It’s beautiful!” she said, stopping in her tracks. “Let’s get you cleaned up first, then let’s look around, okay?” “Okay,” she said patiently, holding onto me tightly.
  23. 7:00 AM : I wake up, turn off my alarm clock, lay in bed for another 15 or so minutes in which I pee and check social media. 7:15 AM : I get out of bed, take off my pull-up, put it in the trash can near my bed, spray deodorant to mask the smell ( I like to air my room pretty often but sometimes it still smells a bit like pee in it if I don't use it ), clean my private place and butt with a wet towel, dress up and put on make-up ( I prefer wearing pants more than skirts because I don't like the feeling of underwear against my skin and with skirts if they aren't very long I can't really go without wearing them) 7:40 AM: I have breakfast and chat with my roommate 8:00 AM : get up, clean the table, wash the dishes and go pee before leaving the house 8:20AM : I am on my way to the university (It takes me about 25-30 minutes to arrive on foot, including the time I stop to pee along the way - I like to make sure my bladder is empty before starting classes ) 9:00 AM: First period starts. Classes are around 80 minutes each with a 10 minutes break between then, time which I usually spend on the toilet ( I probably don't need to pee each break, but if I don't do it I get quite anxious during class and can't think about anything else, so it's better this way, still I would choose peeing in a bush every day than using the school bathrooms, but I can't be picky about it) 5:00 PM: School ends, I go to the nearest McDonalds to get some food and pee, then go home. On the way back I stop at the nearest park along the way to pee one more time before arriving home. 5:40 PM: I arrive home, take off my clothes and charge into my big T-shirt ( I usually just wear a shirt at home, no pants, no underwear, because it's relaxing and I can also air my privates while doing it, I just have to sit on a towel because of the occasional pee dribbles ) 6:00 PM : I start binge watching shows on Netflix, with the usual pee breaks between them ( If I'm feeling really lazy I'll just wear my pull-up, so I don't need to get up and go to the bathroom ) 8:00 PM : my roommate comes home, we cook dinner and chat 9:00 PM : I take a bath (Nothing feels better than laying in the bathtub peeing 9:30 PM: I apply baby powder to my privates and butt ( It's not fun getting a rash... I know it more than anyone else ) and change into my nightwear ( which is usually a T-shirt and pull-ups ) 10:00 PM: I go to bed, but I'll continue watching shows on Netflix or anime until 11:00 PM 11:00: I go empty my bladder one last time before going to sleep so my pull-ups can hold the night 11:00: I go to sleep
  24. A retelling of Friendship is Magic, except all of the characters need to pee very badly in every scene. Contains Desperation and Watersports (obviously), also diapers. Chapter 1: Friendship is Magic - Part 1 Once upon a time, in the magical... "Oh sweet Celestia, I need to pee!" Twilight exclaimed. She had spent so long reading and hadn't noticed that her bladder was filling up. With a moment's hesitation, she ran behind the tree she was reading under and took a massive piss. She blushed, hoping nopony would see her. Once she had emptied her bladder, she went back to reading, but eventually (after she learned about Nightmare Moon) she decided to leave because the area now smelled like pee and she didn't want anypony to realise that the enormous puddle of urine behind the tree was hers. ~~~~~ "There you are Twilight! Moon Dancer is having a party and we all drank too much punch so we really need to pee, can we use the bathroom inside your tower?" Twilight realised at that moment that she also needed to pee really badly, even though she had just taken a massive piss behind the tree, and if she let them use her bathroom she wouldn't be able to use it herself. "Sorry girls," said Twilight, "I have a lot of peeing- I mean studying to catch up on so I can't allow any distractions!" With her smooth coverup there was no way they would realise that Twilight was actually carrying a two ton water baby that was attempting to blast its way through her urethra. She ran towards her tower so she could use the bathroom. "Does that pony do anything except pee? I think she's more interested in peeing than friends." Then all three of them couldn't hold it anymore and had an accident on the ground. ~~~~~ Twilight burst into her tower with one goal in mind, to get to the bathroom before it was too late. It was too late though, and her waters broke, the water baby was coming and she could do nothing but sigh in relief as it hissed out of her nethers like a miniature waterfall, but warmer. "Spike! Spiiiike!" Twilight yelled. One of Spike's many duties as her number one assistant was to clean up the puddle when she urinated on the floor unintentionally. Twilight noticed a puddle was flowing from behind the door she had just slammed open. "There you are Spike!" Said Twilight, "You're my number one assistant, you're supposed to clean up my number one, not add to it!" "Sorry Twilight, I had to pee really badly for no reason and then when you slammed the door handle into my bladder I had an accident." "Oh Spike," said Twilight, "You know we don't have time for things like using the bathroom, we need to research ancient legends!" Twilight looked through her library while Spike cleaned up the puddles of hot steaming urine that they had both made, eventually discovering that Nightmare Moon was due to return. Twilight was so surprised and frightened that she peed a little. "Spike, do you know what this means?" "That you never should have graduated from pullups?" Asked Spike. "No!" Said Twilight, "It means we have to write a letter to Princess Celestia!" "Dear Princess Celestia, I have discovered that - Oh darn, I need to pee." Twilight dictated to her number one assistant, "Nightmare Moon is going to return so you should probably do something about that, your faithful student, Twilight Sparkle." Twilight then ran into the bathroom and urinated violently into the toilet, creating a sound similar to frying chicken. When she returned she saw Spike grinning. "Just to make sure, you didn't write down that part about needing to pee." Twilight said in concern. "Of course not." Said Spike. Spike then peed a little bit because he always peed when he lied due to a curse Twilight had placed on him accidentially several years ago. Twilight didn't notice that a spurt of pee had come out of Spike though. "Oh, good." Said Twilight, "I know you're not lying beacuse if you were you would have peed yourself." "Princess Celestia is really busy Twilight," said Spike, "She probably won't reply right away." Just then, Spike burped up a scroll and and handed it to Twilight. Spike immediately ran to the bathroom because he always really needed to pee when he burped up a scroll because of magic. Twilight read the letter and peed herself in surprise. My most faithful and weak bladdered student, you know that I also have to pee sometimes, in fact, I am peeing right now as I dictate this letter, however, you simply must stop peeing on the floor constantly. Ahhh, it feels so good to let it all out. Don't write that down Steady Quill, where was I? Oh yeah- You have caused thousands of bits worth of property damage to my castle, so I'm sending you to ponyville where you will do less damage. While you're there, you can check on preparations for the Summer Sun Celebration, with particular empahsis on the latrines. As you know, last year fifteen nobles died when the latrines colapsed and they drowned in the urine of a thousand different ponies. As funny as that was, I don't want it to happen again since the whole point of the summer sun celebration is for me to bathe in the urine to maintain my eternal youth and having corpses floating in it makes me feel icky. And, I have an even more essential task for you. Use the bathroom before you get on the chariot, my guards are tired to hosing it out after you've been in it. What do you mean the chamber pot is full? Well I can't just stop peeing, it's impossilbe, nopony can do that. If it's splashing on the parchment then just send it already! The bottom part of the parchment was damp and the ink smudged. Twilight groaned. "Look on the bright side Twilight, this means we're still allowed to ride in the chariot," Said Spike after he returned from the bathroom, "After Storm Breaker brought in the three strikes rule for having potty accidents in guard chariots and you got five strikes I was sure that we'd be banned for life. Doesn't that make you happy?" Twilight got a determined look in her eyes. "Yes, yes it does." Said Twilight, "Because this way we can get to Ponyville really quickly and I can check up on Nightmare Moon at the Ponyville library. Once I get proof that Nightmare Moon is returning Celestia will have to listen, no matter how much water damage I cause." ~~~~~ Spike and Twilight where hurtling through the air at a high rate of speed. The only thing higher than their rate of speed in the royal chariot was the pressure in Twilight's bladder. She was sitting on a hoof to try and stave off the need to urinate for a little longer. "You did use the bathroom before we get on the chariot right? Like the Princess said?" "She said to use the bathroom before I got on the chariot. I used the bathroom yesterday, so that's before." "You only used the bathroom yesterday to brush your teeth!" Said Spike. "You didn't make it to the toilet once!" Spike was heasitant to call too much attention to Twilight though, because he also needed to pee very badly. The royal guards pulling the chariot grimaced. They didn't have any notice for when the princess ordered them to pull the chariot so they hadn't been to the toilet and thus needed to pee very badly also. Eventually Twilight's bladder was tired of her saying no. So it said 'no' and began releasing it's contents all over the interior of the Royal chariot. "No!" Said Twilight, as hot urine gushed out of her and was absorbed into the plush upholstery of the bench she was sitting on. Spike's bladder was also on the verge of breaking, but because he was a male he whipped out his cock and began peeing over the side of the chariot, sighing in relief. Twilight was very jealous and wished that she could also pee over the side of the chariot, but she couldn't so instead she had a massive potty accident in the chariot - right in front of the sign that had been affixed to the chariot that warned of the consequences of doing said thing. Twilight felt much better after he bladder was empty though, so she also sighed in relief. When they landed the guards shivered because they had to pee so badly. "Thankyou sirs." Said Twilight, hoping that the guards hadn't noticed that she had recently released two gallons of urine inside the chariot they were pulling. The guards didn't notice because they were too focused on their own impending hydrological disasters. All of their availible brain power was dedicated to holding their pee inside of their bloated and abused bladders, so they couldn't come up with words to respond to Twilight, so they just whinnied. As soon as Twilight's back was turned they both couldn't stand it anymore. They stayed rooted to the spot, peeing with such force that their twin streams carved gouges out of the hard packed earth on which they stood. ~~~~~ After a while, Spike realised he had to pee again. Twilight might be content to pee herself publically rather than look for a bathroom, but Spike was very much opposed to it, even if he was very shy about talking to anyone except Twilight. "Maybe the ponies in Ponyville have a bathroom I can use. Come on Twilight, just try!" A pink pony approached the pair. "Um, hello." Said Twilight. The pink mare gasped, and urine exploded out of her in a stream more powerful than Twilight had ever seen. The stream was like a fire hose, so powerful that it propelled the pink mare at a high rate of speed away from Twilight before disappearing behind a building. "Well, I don't think she knows the way to the bathroom." Spike sighed. He'd just have to hold it until they got to the first stop on their list; banquet preperations. Surely they would have a bathroom he could use. The sound of Twilight reliving herself behind a tree was torture, but he was determined that he wouldn't resort to that. ~~~~~ "Yeehaw!" Twilight and Spike saw an orange earth pony run up and kick a tree. "Let's get this over with... Good Afternoon, my name is Twilight Sparkle -" "Well howdy-doo Ms Twilight. Pleasure to meet your aquaintance. I'm Applejack. We here at Sweet Apple Acres sure do love peeing- I mean making friends." Applejack's recovery from her verbal slipup was so smooth that nopony could possibly have noticed that she said the wrong thing because she was desperate for a wee. The earthpony mare shook Twilight's hoof far too vigourously because she was distracted by the immence pressure in her lower abdomen. A steady stream of urine ran down Twilight's leg as she tried to stop vibrating. "Peeing?" Twilight asked, "Well actually I-" Spike gave her a pleading expression. He was about to blow. "What can I do you for?" Asked Applejack. Twilight opened her mouth to respond- "CAN I USE YOUR BATHROOM!" Spike suddenly burst out, his eyes bulging from the sheer effort of containing himself for a few moments longer. "Afraid not sugar cube." Said Applejack, "As soon as you two showed up everypony suddenly needed to use the outhouse something fierce, so there's a line up longer than I can pee- I mean spit." Spike groaned as he began peeing uncontrollably. With his claws pressed into his crotch the urine was deflected upwards and the fountain reached almost to his navel before it gave in to gravity and flowed down his scaly legs to form a puddle. "Ain't nothing to be ashamed of." Said Applejack, "Not everypony can have a bladder of steel like me." Twilight decided to deal with the situation the same way she did every pubic potty predicament, by pretending it didn't happen. "Well, I am in fact here to supervise preparations for the Summer Sun Celebration. And you're in charge of the food and drinks?" Said Twilight "We sure as sugar are! Would you care to sample some?" "As long as it doesn't take too long..." Said Twilight. "Soup's on, everypony!" Yelled Applejack as she rang a triangle. "Now, why don't I introduce y'all to the Apple family?" "Thanks," said Twilight, "but I need to pee." "This here's Apple Fritter. Apple Bumpkin. Red Gala. Red Delicious, Golden Delicious, Caramel Apple, Apple Strudel, Apple Tart, Baked Apples, Apple Brioche, Apple Cinnamon Crisp... Big McIntosh, Apple Bloom and Granny Smith. Up'n'attem, Granny Smith, we got guests." Most of the ponies looked uncomfortable, because they needed to pee very badly for some reason. "Why, I'd say you're already part of the family!" Twilight could see every one of the ponies guzzling Applejuice like it was some kind of competition. That explained why all of them needed to pee very badly in a very clever way, almost as if someone had scripted it to happen. "Okay, well, I can see the food and drink situation is handled, and you're bathroom is in use so we'll be on our way." "Aren't you gonna stay for a cider drinking competition?" Applebloom's puppy eyes melted Twilight's bladder and she decided she could hold it a while longer. "Fine." Said Twilight. ~~~~~ "I think that went pretty well." Said Spike, "Everypony was very impressed with how much cider you could drink... Well, up until you peed all over yourself." "Ugh, I drank too much cider." Twilight moaned, her distended bladder sticking out comically beneath her. "Up next is the weather." Said Spike, "A pony named Rainbow Dash is supposed to be clearing the clouds." Twilight looked at the overcast sky. "Well, she's not doing a very good job, is she?" Twilight asked rhetorically. "I bet she spends all her time taking potty breaks instead of doing her job." A blue blur colided with Twilight, causing her to involuntarily release several gallons of urine from her bladder, turning dirt in the area surrounding her to mud. "Uh, scuse me." Said a blue pegasus, "I was in a hurry because I need to pee really badly." "Guys, I have to pee." Said Spike. The blue Pegusus, presumably Rainbow Dash, giggled. "Let me help you!" She grabbed a storm cloud and used it to wash the mud off Twilight's coat. "Is this raincloud full of your pee?" Asked Twilight. "What?" Asked Rainbow, "Of course not, that would be disgusting. Only a terrible fanfiction author writing a fetish story would come up with something like that." "Oh, alright." Said Twilight. "I have to pee so bad, I'm gonna pee right here." Said Spike, and he did. "Let me guess, you're Rainbow Dash." "Why, you heard of me?" Asked Rainbow dash, the sheer magnitude of her ego matched only by the desperation of her need to empty her bladder. "I heard you were supposed to be clearing the sky," said Twilight, "But it seems like somepony is more concerned with taking potty breaks than doing her important job." Spike rolled his eyes. "Yeah, yeah, I'll clear the sky," Rainbow promised, "Just as soon as I get rid of this pee that's weighing me down. I was practicing for the wonderbolts, and that always makes me need to pee because Spitfire once said that her fans should stay hydrated so I drink ten gallons of water every day." "Pfft, the wonderbolts never use the bathroom during training," Twilight said, "their breaks only last 10 seconds." "I can take a piss in ten seconds flat." Bragged Rainbow. "Prove it." Said Twilight. The rainbow pegasus dissapeared so fast she left an after image, along with a rainbow in the air that Twilight's scientific mind identified as caused by droplets of 'water' in the air, as urine forced its way out of the desperate pegasus' tortured bladder. Exactly ten seconds later, a much lighter pegasus reappeared sighing in relief. The sound of a toilet flushing took another moment to arive, indicating that her desperate toilet expedition had her traveling faster than sound. Twilight closed her gaping mouth when she realised that she was probably inhaling droplets of Rainbow Dash's pee. "You're a laugh Twilight Sparkle. I can't wait to hang out some more." ~~~~~ Comment if you want to see more. I have some pre-written.
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