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  1. The second chapter of 'When the Rain Falls.' Since I'm not sure how many people saw it (I don't know how this site works yet), I updated and finished the first chapter in its post. Check it out if you haven't. All further chapters will be released in whole. Now we get to see what our main character looks like. For those of you that didn't bother with the second part to chapter one, her name is Willow. Character Subject- Willow (POV), Emma Point of View- 1st Person (Female) Contents- Desperation, Peeing Genre- Fiction Chapter 2: Clear Skies I'm sitting in front of my black vanity station covered in bats and spiders, putting on my corpse paint with black eye liner, eye shadow and lip stick using the mirror. I'm wearing a long sleeved, black button up blouse with pink cuffs and undertones, and a layered, black, knee length skirt with some pink lace around the hem and ruffles. After finishing my makeup, I tie my pitch black hair into high pig tails using pink bands and wrap my black leather choker with a bat in the front center around my neck. I make sure not to forget to insert my fangs. They aren't your plastic, cheap knock offs. They're real dentures that are fitted for my dental profile. I can talk with them in my mouth without that stupid vampire lisp, and they're comfortable to wear. Well, more comfortable. They weren't cheap, but my reflected smile and sparkling light blue eyes shows how worth it the cost felt to me. I move over to my dresser to take out a pair of knee high socks, one a solid black, the other a solid pink, to cover the pale skin of my legs. Finally, I slip on my black leather Mary Janes with a pair of bat wings near the heel. I stand in front of my vanity mirror, posing with my arms over my waist, fingers clenched halfway like I'm aiming claws while bearing my 'fangs'. This creature of the night is ready to go out! I giggle to myself. If I was a real vampire, I wouldn't be able to see myself in the mirror like this. ...How do vampires get ready if they can't see their own reflection? I guess I'll leave that one to the scholars. I wander into the living room to see my wonderful wife sitting at the table, enjoying another glass of tea. Probably milk tea. That's her favorite. “Are you ready to go, love?” Emma asked as she seen me. “I am. You wanna finish your tea first?” “If you don't mind. Since your up, would you please grab me some biscuits? I'd like to enjoy them with my tea.” Emma said. “Sure.” I opened the cabinet and looked at the packages of cookies and biscuits within. My hand approached the biscuits, but recoiled as it neared them. Hold on... “When you say 'biscuits', you mean 'cookies', right?” “Mmm. You don't know? You think you would by now, given how long we've been together.” Emma sipped her tea. I glared over my shoulder at her. I know a way that I can't get this wrong. Picking up both the cookies and the biscuits, I chucked both of them at her. There! Emma didn't miss a beat, ducking and then resuming her posture in a flow of grace. “Would you mind not throwing things at me when I'm holding hot tea, love?” Emma opened the package of cookies and put a few on a plate. “Sure thing. As soon as you stop being so British.” I said, as I collected the packages to put back in the cabinet. “Hmm. I think I'd find such a task rather hard indeed.” Emma said. “...You limey bitch.” I sat down next to my wife, wrapping an arm around her. She giggled at my choice of words, leaning against me. “Don't use that word around other British people, love.” She whispered. “I know. But I doubt that I'll ever met anyone else that's British. So. Where are we headed today?” “There was this lovely garden that I was looking into as of late.” Emma said. Garden? I would LOVE to go to a garden! Even if they don't have any of the more morbid plants that I'd prefer, they're bound to have plenty of pretty flowers, neatly trimmed vines, and nice hedge work that might even be works of art themselves! But... I tense up a bit and look towards the floor. “...How about we go to an aquarium instead?” I said. “Oh? That sounds lovely. Though I know you'd prefer...” Emma began. “I insist. Let's go to an aquarium. The real big one. That has a food court and other stuff in it too.” I interrupted her. Emma smiled at me. That nice, soft smile... I can't help but smile back at her. Even if my mine is much worse. She wiped her mouth with a napkin, and then stood up. “Ok, love.” Emma placed her dishes in the sink. She turned to face me, holding an upright, open palm at me, arm out and bent at her waist. I linked my fingers with hers, feeling her warmth, and a little bit giddy. I know it's a bit silly, but I still really enjoy the small things like this. “Shall we head out?” I nodded. We exited our house, hand in hand, and made our way towards our car. And yet, an ambush lie in wait, in our own driveway. A scraggy, pale man waved at us, wearing baggy jeans and a tee-shirt. Despite the holey and patched look of his clothes, I'm glad that he doesn't have a stench. In fact, his skin and clothes look clean, so I guess he washes. His messy, matted, brown hair concealed his eyes, but not the thick bags beneath them. But not his hair though. Is he one of those guys that thinks rinsing it is enough? He stood hunched over, the flip flops he wore not hiding the untrimmed nails on his feet. Apparently, he has the foresight to cut his finger nails. Honestly! Who's this wishy-washy when it comes to personal hygiene? It would make more sense if he was a complete pigsty... even if that would be more unpleasant. “Hey, neighbors.” He lips curled into a wide, toothless smile. I wish he wouldn't do that... Also, I've never seen this... man... before. He must be more of a hermit then me. And that's saying something! I only ever go out with Emma. “Hello, Henry. How are you doing today?” Emma said. She knows him? “Yes.” Henry said, as if that was a normal reply. And Emma did not even flinch, acting like he responded with 'Fine, how are you?” “I'm doing quite well myself. We're on our way to an aquarium.” Emma said. “Why?” Henry tilted his head, confused. “I very much enjoy seeing all of the sea life. And Willow here is joining me today.” Emma said. Henry jumped back as if I appeared out of thin air. He scanned my body up and down. My skin crawled as I curled the fingers of my free hand and looked away. “Must be a friend.” Henry said. Yes, we're... friends. “I was wondering, where's your husband? I've never seen him.” ...Dude, we're literally holding hands! Did you not see that just now? “I don't have one, I'm afraid.” Emma said. Emma told me herself. Dicks feel nice inside of her, but girls are hotter. She may have only dated guys before me, but I know she only has eyes for me now. “I was worried about that. You see, I'm concerned about the fact that you don't have a man in your life.” Henry said. I tense up. Oh no... “Don't worry about me, Henry. I'll manage.” Emma said. “Are you sure? Without a stable income, you'll never be able to afford keeping up that nice house.” Henry said. “...I'm a botanist. And Emma's a marine biologist.” I said. “Exactly. With jobs like that, how could either of you afford that house? Even if you pooled your income.” Henry said. “We get by just fine, Henry.” Emma said. Our house WAS pretty expensive. But Emma found the money for it. It's even all paid off, so I don't know what he's getting at. “Still. You need a stable income from a real job. From a job that only men can have.” Henry said. My skin's starting to feel pretty warm right about now. “We're scientists.” I spat out, having some restraint. I don't know why though... “What good has science ever done for us?” Henry said. ...I could list so much. All of the tech he takes for granted, his phone, the internet, mass production of widely available food, water and shelter... stuff he wouldn't consider at all to be created by science. But let's hit harder then that. “The scientific team that I'm part of is currently cross breeding strains of rice. We're trying to make it more water resistant. That way, it can survive monsoon heavy areas in Asia, so they don't get wiped out and make people go hungry. And Emma here is part of a team working to save the coral reefs.” I said, a little bit smugly. But Henry only waved his arm. “Science is a fad that's on it's way out. Sure it's done some good for us.” Henry said. ...Some? “But I think that people are starting to catch on to how ridicules science really is. Look at medical science. People still die all the time, despite all of the supposed advances. These so called doctors know less then nothing.” I feel Emma squeeze my hand. Yeah, I get it. Arguing with this man is pointless. Even if I have the urge to... it's not like he'd listen. The air hangs still for a moment. Henry took this as a sign to move on. Probably thinks that since we didn't argue back, he must of won, so he's satisfied now. “I've told you how much you need a man in your life countless times, Emma. But you don't seem to listen. It's ok. I'll keep on it until you do. It's a thankless job, I know.” AHHHHH! And that damned, cursed, creepy ass smile again! “Is that all, Henry? We really need to get going.” Emma said. Of course. Polite to the bitter end, even in the face of this. It's kind of her curse. “Alright. Go on now. But give what I've said today some thought! I'd hook you up, but all the guys I know are neckbeards.” Henry waved an arm. Peas in a pod, huh? Emma pulled at my arm. I'm sure she's as uncomfortable with this as I am. We made it to our car, got in, and drove off. It's too bad we couldn't run that asshole over. “Henry sure is interesting, isn't he?” Emma said, wheel in hands. “Interesting? Sure, he's pretty interesting all right. About as interesting as a stomach cramp.” “That is a way to put it.” Emma said. “Is he always like that?” “I'm afraid that he is. But don't worry about that now, love. Let's focus on our visit to the aquarium now.” Emma said. “Your right. I can be bad at that.” “I know, love. I know.” Emma said. We arrived at the aquarium at a reasonable pace, instead of yesterday. I've heard about it before, but seeing it in person shocked me. Several large buildings and a garden. One could mistake it for a mall. Maybe it IS a mall, in part. We entered the lobby and I felt the cool, crisp AC. I notice the dense crowds of people immediately. Ha... really? I... never thought that so many people would be at an aquarium. I look at my feet, glancing up to check if anybodies nearby occasionally, really hoping nobody would notice me. Or at least, if they did, that they'd just leave me alone. It's easier at the movies... my clothes blend in with the dark room. But here? Out in the open in the light? I stick out like black dot on a white canvas. Please nobody see me... I feel Emma squeeze my hand. Trying to reassure me, I know. Just looking at her soft smile puts me at ease. At least a little bit. “I need to use the loo before we get started, love.” Emma said. Damn! She learned from her past mistake! I nod at her. We head to the ladies, and both use the a toilet, even though I don't really have to go now. Of course, I sit in the stall next to Emma and listen to her stream. A glorious hiss and echoing of the sound of liquid hitting liquid, for a good half a minute, at least. Nice. It could only be better if I could watch. God, would I love to watch her pee... I wonder how far her watersports fetish extends? I know she likes holding it, and she seemed to really like wetting herself, but we haven't discussed what else we like or any boundaries yet. We ought to get to that soon. I wonder if she's listening to me pee too? I look down at myself. I finished before her, even though I started after, my stream more of a trickle for a couple of seconds. I checked the panties around my knees. A cute little pair of white panties with black lace and bats flying around them. Yes, goth even to my underwear. Why not? After finishing, we both wipe, exit, and then wash our hands and leave, where we resume holding hands. And now we explore the aquarium. Tanks and pools filled with water. Lots and lots of fish. Crabs and mollusks. Ooo, and some underwater plants too! Seeing the happiness on Emma's face, the genuine smile that she can't suppress, felt more then good enough a reason to come here today. Sometimes, she'd see something she finds interesting and nerd out over it. It's super cute, even if I have no idea what she's talking about most of the time. Unless she starts talking about the underwater plants! That, I might now more then her about! A few hours of this fun passes. We make sure to keep hydrated, but don't drink a whole lot. “It's been fun, love. But why don't we go grab a bite to eat?” Emma suggested. “There's a food court here.” “Oh? There is?” Emma said, unable to hide her excitement. “Yeah.” I smile at her. She must have noticed, because she blanked her face again. “At least, it said so online.” “Shall we pay them a visit then?” Emma said. I nod. We located the food court with ease and found a table for us to sit down at. She ordered haddock with some fries and a bottle of water. For me, a fish salad with a soda. It's almost ironic that the aquarium's menu mostly consists of fish. “Of course you'd get the fish and chips.” I said as I ate. “I can't help what I like, love. Correct me if I'm wrong, but I remember you saying you liked fish and chips as well.” Emma said. “It's not a stereotype for me to like them. I'd have to eat burgers or something.” “Oh, I see. That fizzy drink must not mean anything then.” Emma said. I paused to think of an appropriate comeback. Having the best possible retort in mind, I respond. By sticking my tongue out at her. Emma giggled at me. “Are we hungry now, love?” Emma took one of her fries and aimed it at my head. “Open up, Willow.” I blush a bit, then open my mouth wide. Emma inserted the fry into my mouth so I could eat it. Disarmed, I drop my snarky comments and focus on eating. After finishing, we collect our trash and toss it in a bin. “Love, do you have any ideas on where to go next?” Emma said. I can feel my bladder filling slightly. Easily ignorable, and I probably would at home. Not even out of pleasure, but because I'd rather not stop what I'm doing. In public, I can be a bit paranoid though. I wanted to suggest we hit the ladies room before continuing. But, Emma had other ideas. “I have one. Let's go!” Emma turned around swiftly, showing me her back, and ran off ahead. I stood stunned for a moment. She giggled, looking over her shoulder at me. “Follow me, love!” A proper lady with bursts of seemingly uncharacteristic playfulness. That's my Emma for you. I fast walk to follow her, mostly because I plain hate running, or anything that gets me all grody and sweaty. Emma leads me out of the food court and the building entirely, remaining far away, but careful to stay within my sight. I step onto some trimmed grass, noticing the fountain in the center with stone fish facing and spitting streams of fluid towards each and back into the pool, surrounded by a circle of hedge work. Emma peeked her head around the corner of a large stone arc, the entrance to some much taller hedges. She smiled at me, giggling, and as I approached, she fled deeper into the garden. I was getting kinda tired of moving so quickly, not physically, but mentally, but I appreciate her playful spirit. As I ventured deeper, I can't help but get distracted by some of the hedge work. Beautiful and pristine, not a twig out of place. Marvelous. Satisfied to how far she drew me in, Emma stood with her arms behind her back, waiting for me to catch up with a mischievous smile. “You coulda just asked me to follow you.” I said as I neared her. “What's the fun in that, love?” Emma showed me her soft smile. She offered her hand again, and we locked fingers to explore the garden. “Besides. If I suggested it, you would have turned it down.” “I would have?” I asked. “Don't worry about that, love.” Emma said. I felt a tad confused, but dropped it. We explored the garden, and I admired the hedges. No special designs or anything, but I still really liked them. Part of me wondered why this aquarium even had a garden, but whatever. My urge to pee started to feel more real, but I pushed it down. I didn't see any other people for a while and felt much more at ease here. Alone with Emma in a garden. Hehe... the things we could get away with here... My thoughts starting turning more and more dirty with time. That's... not good. Is my bladder more full then it feels? It still feels pliable, full enough to tell me pee's in there, but not firm enough to tell me that I really gotta go. Maybe I'm more horny then normal because of Emma. Who knows. I go back to enjoying the hedges. I'm not seeing any flowers or designs. Weird garden. ...Garden? What kind of garden has hedges form corridors and walls... this isn't a garden. It's a maze. “Are you enjoying yourself, love?” “Yeah.” I nod. “I'm no good with mazes. I hope your paying attention, love.” Emma said. She knew, huh? “Mazes are easy. Let's see if they have any hidden things.” I said. “Oh? Do they tend to hide things in these mazes often?” “Only the good one's!” I said. I have to pee, but whatever. I can leave whenever I want. We transverse the maze some more, finding nothing of interest. The maze does incorporate loops and three and four way passages though, that's rare. I'm feeling real tension in my bladder now. I'm at the point where I'd stop whatever I'm doing in public to find a toilet. I really gotta go, but if Emma's having fun... and my bladder's still soft enough to have some room left in it. “What is it that your looking for in here, love?” Emma said. “Funny statues, hedge designs, trees... sometimes they hide goodies. I've even heard of these mazes hiding cash prizes. That's rare though. I don't think this maze has any of that.” “What a shame.” Emma said. I hope that she suggests we leave soon. I know that I can hold it, but the tension is only going to raise. And raise it did. My bladder started feeling stiff, standing straight up applied more pressure to it. I pressed my legs together when I could, sometimes shifting a bit in place. I... I have to pee so bad now... I should... I should ask to leave... but... that would mean... I would have to stop Emma's fun... “Are you quite all right, love? Your fidgeting.” “...I really gotta pee.” I blush and look away. As much as I made fun of her for upholding her proper lady routine when she had to go real bad, I understand. It's embarrassing if anyone knows... “Oh? Is that so. Let's find the exit then.” “...But! I don't wanna go if you don't wanna.” I said. “Love, I brought you here because I know how much you like gardens. This wasn't for me.” Emma said. ...What? I stood, slack jawed and stunned. “Besides. I... I need to wee as well. Though, I don't think I need to as badly as you do.” “Ok. Let's find our way out of here.” I said. “Lead the way, love.” Emma said. I did lead the way... but maybe I should not have. I... I had no idea what I was doing! No matter what, we only saw more and more hedge. I SWEAR we seen that particular swirl seven times by now! And what's with are of these looping intersections? AHHHHH! My bladder hurts... it's so full, it's throbbing. I'm hunched over a little, clenching my crotch at waves of pressure. I'm still dry, but I don't know for how long... anytime I stop to think, I'm swaying my hips back and forth and crossing my legs. I know that I can hold it for a little while longer, but... Worry replaced any amount of pleasure that I felt earlier. Glancing over at Emma, I don't see her in the same boat. She said she had to go... we drank about the same amount and we have comparable bladders... I think... it's not like we checked. ...We should check sometime. I shake my head. Focus, you stupid bitch! This should be easy! What's wrong with you? “Love, what's wrong? Are you delaying our exit on purpose? Hmm?” Emma giggled at me. One glance at my sour face told her what she needed to know, and she shifted to expressions of concern. “I wish... I have to pee so bad that I can't think straight. And... this is a pretty difficult maze to begin with! ...Weirdly for where it is.” “It's ok, Willow. Let's calm down and think for a moment. We can do this.” Emma said. Her words are always so soothing. She's right. Ok... let me relax and think... I felt a drip form in my panties and tensed up, clutching halfway down my skirt over my legs in my hands. “Are you alright, love?” “...I... I don't think I can concentrate right now.” I looked away. “...That's not good.” Emma said. Yeah, she's terrible with mazes... Oh God, she's terrible with mazes! “Let's keep trying. I'll... I'll get us out of here.” Yeah... about that... We kept going, still very lost. I need to keep my crotch tense to stop any further leakage. Still, a few more drops escaped to join the other. I'm pretty much always swaying if we're not moving, switching my crossed legs so much it looks like I'm hoping. My bladder feels like it's one solid object now, with barely any more room to squeeze even more pee into... but it has to! It... has to... for a little while longer, please... Looking at Emma, I can't see any signs of her having to go. Sure, she's pretty much unflinching, but... she lets go a little bit around me. “...Hey, you... how are you holding up?” I force out a mangled sentence while dancing on the spot. “I'm the one that should be asking you that, love. I need a loo, but I can wait.” Emma said. How? How is it that my bladder is so much fuller then hers? The only difference in what we drank was the soda... it was the soda! Caffeine, excess sugar, and salt make you pee. And guess what soda has all three off? “...Your enjoying this, aren't you?” I said. “I was. At first. But now, I'm worried about you.” “...I was the same way when it was you are the movies.” I said. “...Willow... I know you won't want to... but...” Emma eyes darted aside. “What is it?” I said, wincing while I battled a particularly fierce wave. “Why don't you wee out here?” Emma said. “You mean in this hedge maze? Right here?” My face burned bright red from the mere suggestion. I have never done anything like that before... what if somebody shows up? I know we've seen nobody since we got here... but... what if! It'd be JUST my luck too! “...I'd rather not if I can help it.” “Keep it in mind.” Emma said. It's almost weird for her to suggest it. But, I know she's willing to suggest other people do things that she'd never. The waves are getting stronger and stronger, and the gaps between them shorter and shorter. Another fierce one drives me to bend forwards, my knees weak. It lasts for so long, feeling like my bladder's crunching in on itself like a used bag. I clench as hard as I can, but still, a spurt escapes, turning my little wet drops into a big ol' patch. I cross my legs and clutch my crotch with both hands to prevent more damage. God, I don't want to wet these panties, they're so creepy cute and brand new... I'm stumbling forward with shaky steps, not noticing my breathing turning shallow. My bladder's taught like pulled rope, strands straining to pull a heavy weight. A few of those strands are tearing... My knees knock, and I lunge up and down repetitively while leaning and holding myself. It'd be embarrassing if somebody say me like this. SO embarrassing! Oh, I have to pee so bad... If I got out of this maze, would I even be able to make it to a toilet? My face burns at the thought. I feel a hand on my shoulder, and look up at a very concerned Emma. “Love, please...” Emma said. She's shifting a bit in place now. My inability to get us out of here is hurting her too now. I really hope this doesn't end up bad for her. I'm so stupid! I could have prevented this! This is all my fault... “I'm trying... I...” I said. Maybe I should let it happen... It'd hate it... it'd be humiliating. I'd cry. I'd cry a lot... But... then I could concentrate. For her. I can't... I'm sorry, Emma... I'm too selfish... We keep going. Not that I can make it far, doubled over, both hands wedged between my legs, and stepping forward one foot length at a time. It hurts so much... my stomach's cramping... I can't clench hard enough... some keeps trickling on out... drips... drops... spurts... It's full... it's full. It's so fucking full now! I stay glued in place, concentrating so hard just to stay dry, but a few more drops and a few more spurts escape. I'm not going to make it. It's useless to keep trying. Even if I made it out of this maze, I could never reach a toilet before my bladder decided it's had enough. “Willow.” Emma said sternly. “Your weeing here. Now.” I looked at her with more shock then anything. “I know you don't want to. But you have to. And I'll be here for you. I... I'll do it with you.” ...She will? I'm pretty sure that goes against everything a proper lady would do, but... I'm in no state to argue. I have... a couple more minutes left. Maybe ten, if I pushed it. But no more then that. I nod. Then, I realize something. “I-I've never...” It's hard to choke words out when your every breathe crushes your bladder. “It's ok. Follow my lead.” Emma said. ...Since when does she know how to do this? “Spread your legs about a foot apart.” I did, but boy did it feel like I was gonna lose it. Somehow, I didn't. “Pull your knickers down to your knees.” I looked up at her, sheepish, meeting a concerned, loving face. Ok, I can... Another spurt. No, more like, a stream trickling down the inside of one of my legs. Damn, I'm wearing knee high socks, that's gonna suck later... But for now, I pull my panties to my knees, returning my hands to my now bare crotch as quickly as I can, trying my hardest not to lose it all before it's safe. “Lift up your skirt, keeping the back held up, squat and let go.” I held up my skirt with one hand, but my bladder wasn't going to wait. It cramped, and another stream gushed out. I threw myself down, with Emma's help, and squatted. It would be hard to start, if my bladder wasn't trying to force itself empty already. A rushing stream of golden fluid sprayed out of my crotch as I sighed in relief, head pointed down, face burning red. The cascading liquid flowed forth, and it flowed, and it flowed, and... hurry up already! I don't think I'm even half done yet! And somebody could show up at any moment... But my urine gushed even more, forming waterfalls that never seemed to end, soaking the soil to saturation and leaving a small puddle atop. I know I was about to wet myself, but... Soon, I noticed Emma hiking her skirt up to reach under it. ...Was she serious about that? I can't even imagine her... But she did squat down, following her own advice to a T, facing right in front of me, our bent knees almost touching. She smiled nervous, a slight red tinge evident on her pale face. My eyes darted to her crotch, watching waves of her own urine usher forth with a sharp hiss, splashing an inch or so ahead then mine. I felt her fingers lock with my free hand. Without thinking, I leaned my head forward, and she copied me. And now, somehow, we ended up in this hedge maze, squatting, peeing, holding hands, and watching each other do it. It was... romantic, sexy, embarrassing, and nerve wracking. All at the same time! Normally, this is where Emma would tease me over staring, but, she's consumed by the moment too. Emma finished before me, even though I started after, still lasting about forty-five seconds. She let go of my hand to rummage in her purse as my stream died down to a trickle, and then the last few drops dripped out. I sighed again. God, that's so much better... My face feels so warm and red. “...Love?” Emma said, holding her hand at me with a wet wipe. You were prepared for this? Why? ...Ok, it's not hard to imagine her carrying those for other reasons... And she tends to have more forethought then me. “Thanks.” I whispered as I took the damp cloth and used it to wipe my crotch dry. Emma did the same to her own, with her own. She grabbed a Ziploc from her purse, took my wet wipe, and put both hers and mine in the bag to return to her purse sealed. My dirty mind went to the worst conclusion, but my rational mind knew she just didn't want to liter. We both stood up and redressed, glancing at each other with a mixture of embarrassment and naughty glee. “Is that better?” Emma flushed whatever she felt off of her face, returning to her gaze of stone in mere moments. She's... too good at that. “Yeah... and thanks...” I look at my feet. “...for making me do that... I woulda pissed myself otherwise.” “I'm not quite comfortable with that myself. I think that we both needed a little bit of encouragement.” “Yeah.” I smile. Emma held an upright, open palm at me, arm out and bent at her waist. With locked fingers, we made are way out of the maze in about ten minutes. I knew I could do it easily if I wasn't distracted! She discarded that Ziploc at the nearest trash can and faced me with a smirk. “Looooove? What's wrong? Would you like to go home now? You were staring back there. Are we a bit riled up now?” Emma said. “Yes please!” “Mmm. I'd quite like to play with a fish myself, love. Shall we head off?” Emma said. I nod. She leaned in to whisper. “And if your a good little girl, I might let your fish squirt.” And we headed back home, for yet more fun off the back of our newly shared fetish.
  2. POV: Nightsoul is your gothic boyfriend, usually rather shy, meek and quiet, tends to do whatever he's told and is easily flustered but today he was misbehaving, acting out and goofing around intentionally getting on your nerves and when you two were on an elevator back in your apartment after a long day of Nightsoul messing around on your date suddenly the elevator stops, a few minutes later Nightsoul begins squirming around as all the monster energy drinks he had today urgently needed to come out, so you seize the opportunity to teach him a lesson...
  3. View File Pink Drip - Desperation Pee and Humiliation Goth girl pees herself which is followed by a JOI, Contains nudity and JOI Submitter Hio Submitted 09/09/2023 Category Female  
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  5. From the album: Omo-Bomber's art

    Looks like she's going leave a mess right at the door....
  6. Poor bunny looks scared to death. Thanks to SweetMadeline for the art.

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    During my studies, I resist the urge to pee until I can't hold it anymore and let my stream flow in my mesh panties for u to see.
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  8. View File Student Holds Pee During Study During my studies, I resist the urge to pee until I can't hold it anymore and let my stream flow in my mesh panties for u to see. Submitter melikai Submitted 03/26/2023 Category Female  
  9. From the album: Omo-Bomber's art

    Gothtilda sometimes likes to indulge herself and do holds, and 99% of the time they all usually end like this.
  10. Here is the new series I mentioned previously! Hope you guys enjoy the double feature today! This series is an original series focused on girls wetting the bed. This series will not contain poop in it. It is meant to show the different situations where a girl would wet the bed, what they wear when they do it, and how they react. “Thank GOD! It’s been forever since we’ve had a field trip like this!” Cheer team captain Tiffany stretched her arms out, obscuring the faces face of the girl next to her on the bus seat. The team captain touted long, red hair which ended in waves as they touched just above her moderate chest. Her breasts only complimented the rest of her body, petite in nature, leaving little doubt as to how she was so popular on the team. “I’ll just be excited when I can finally get off this bus,” Alice snapped back. The goth girl with an attitude barely stood above five feet tall, but her black platform boots made up the difference. Despite her antisocial tendencies, she was as pretty as a doll, her dyed-black hair flowing to her butt with a singular braid running down it. “Tiff’s got a point though, ya know?” Suzu chimed in as she flipped the bangs of her short, black hair. Similar in physique to the cheerleader, Suzu was the pride and joy of the girls track team. She opted for a tomboyish style, donning blue shorts and a baggy purple t-shirt, perfectly obscuring the size of her small breasts. “Don’t be such a killjoy, Alice.” Jillian, the student council president, chided the goth. Clocking in as the bustiest of the four, Jill wore a cardigan that barely fit as well as a short skirt that was unbecoming of someone with the title “president”. Her blonde bob-cut extended to her shoulders, freshly cut to compliment her preppy appearance. “Whatever…,” Alice trailed off, knowing she was outnumbered. “I’m just glad the boys are on a separate bus,” the track her said, relief showing in her face. “The jocks have been real annoying lately, trying to pull pranks around every corner.” “Tell me about it,” Tiff chimed in. “At the last cheer meet, they coated the floor of the locker room in lube! It took literally an hour to get changed, forget about showering!” “T.M.I.,” Alice breathed, staring out the window as a “Camp Wellspring” sign came into view. “I’ll say something about it at the next board meeting. I doubt much’ll happen though,” Jill sighed as they drove through the entrance to the camp they were staying at. “I can see why the pool for who was selected was so small,” the blond girl said, lifting her bag onto her bed. “Four to a cabin, and only ten cabins split between the guys and girls.” “Hey, at least we all get our own beds. No bunk beds are a major plus as far as I’m concerned! And they even gave up all little nightstands for out stuff!” The track star patted the top of the wooden furniture as she plopped on her bed without a care in the world, before wincing a bit from the discomfort at the stiffness of the mattress. “Good thing too, I don’t think I’d be able to sleep knowing Ms. Smiles and Rainbows over there was rubbing one out above me,” Tiffany joked as she gestured over to Alice. “That’s funny coming from the bitch who’s pussy’s memorized the dick shape of every guy in school.” The short girl shot a stinging glare behind her, gluing her target’s mouth shut. “Aaaaaand with that, I think we should head out and have some fun!” Suzu said to diffuse the tension in the room. One by one, the girls exited their cabin in anticipation of the start of their week-long field trip. The day went by normally, with a simple hike through the forest. Some of the girls thought they had seen the guys whispering to each other while looking at them, but the day had been prank-free. After everyone had dinner, they had all returned to their cabins to prepare for lights out. “I guess the boys just weren’t feeling up to it today,” Tiffany exhaled. “Maybe they’re afraid of the camp counselors?” Suzu questioned. “Doubtful. They’re bound to do some dumb shit eventually. They were looking at you a lot after all,” Alice chuckled. “Sure you’re not gonna meet some of then out back after dark for some ‘fun’?” “Shut it, short stuff,” the cheerleader said, a blush creeping on her face. “It’s already dark, so we should, ahhn, get changed and ready for bed,” Jill yawned. Everyone else nodded or stared briefly before rummaging through their belongings for their night clothes. Before long, the four were changed into their sleepwear. The goth wore an excessively frilly gray and purple nightgown that covered her entire body, wearing nothing else but plain blue panties. The cheerleader chose to sleep in just her red and white striped panties. The track girl opted for a white crop top and dark green boxers. Lastly, the student council president was the only one wearing typical pajamas, alternating between orange and white stripes. “Alright, I’m all spent, so let’s call it a night, ‘kay?” Suzu said. Everyone hummed in agreement except for Alice, who was already buried under the covers. “Good enough for me,” Jillian said as she turned off the lights. “Good night everyone.” Within the hour, the four girls were out cold, oblivious to the fact that the boys were about to spring their first prank of the week. “Hmmm, it’s so hot…,” Suzu complained, as she slowly stirred herself awake, immediately bothered by an uncomfortable feeling between her legs. A lukewarm and wet feeling. “What?!” the short-haired girl exclaimed. She pulled the white sheets off of her bed to confirm her suspicions. She had wet the bed. The front of her boxers were now an even darker shade of green and the bedding had a yellow discoloration to it. Before she got another thought in, another voice cut her off. “Those bastards!” Tiff screamed. Suzu looked her way and saw that the cheerleader’s bed was similarly soaked, and the white stripes of her underwear were now yellow. The pieces started to fit together in the track stars head as she noticed bowls on each girl’s nightstand, with her own bowl on the ground. As she noticed that Alice and Jill’s hands were still in their bowls, the full picture of what happened formed in her brain. “So that’s what they were planning, huh?” Suzu looked down at herself, displeased, but at least glad that her accident wasn’t her fault. “Shit, this sucks…,” the goth said from her bed as she pulled her hand out of the bowl of water. She had similarly soaked her bed, but as she stood up, she noticed her gown had suffered a lot of damage, having been soaked in both the back and front due to the length of the material. She lifted her dress at the parts that weren’t drenched in pee, revealing her once blue panties had become dark blue. “It would seem that we were wrong to assume the boys weren’t planning anything,” Jillian said as she groaned in disgust. Her pajama bottoms had changed into a different color entirely, having become a color close to red and faint yellow strips. All four of them looked at each other, acknowledging that no one in the cabin was spared from their wet dreams. “Hey girls, rise and shi-,” one of the camp counselors said as they entered the cabin before being stunned by the sight of four high school bedwetting girls. “Get cleaned up, we’ll talk after,” was all she had to say as she left the cabin, leaving the four girls to their embarrassment. “I refuse to do such a thing!” Jillian protested. “I’m a student council president, not an infant!” “Yeah!” Tiffany butted in. “We were forced to wet the bed! The boys tricked us!” “Sorry girls, but rules are rules. You signed the waivers, right?” The camp counselor held her ground as she splayed four infantile garments in front of the girls. “I don’t see what the waivers have to do with this…,” Suzu murmured, eying the padded underwear in front of her. “One of the terms involves bedwetting,” the older woman started. “It says that if anyone wets the bed, they must wear protective underwear, day and night, for the remainder of the week. This is due to an increase in accidents happening here, which in turn has been driving our costs up.” “Sounds like bullshit to me,” Alice said in defiance. “Well, whether you, like it or not, dem’s the breaks,” the woman said through her southern drawl. “If you refuse, I’ll have to explain to your parents how you all wet the bed and were arguing with a counselor about it.” “Grrr…,” Tiffany fumed. After a few seconds she gave in, grabbing the pull-up and heading back to her bed, now cleaned up by the camp staff. Suzu followed suit shortly after. Jill grabbed hers as her made a disgusted face at the counselor. The short goth was the last to give in to the camp’s demands, but it wasn’t long before she accepted her fate. All four girls eyed the woman from their respective bed, demanding privacy with their gazes. The counselor relented and exited the cabin as the group of bedwetters put on their pull-ups for the first time since their childhood. Uncomfortable situation aside, the girls made it through the week mostly event-free. That night, the warm water prank was played on them again, but the boys gave up on the days after. They had thought the trick stopped working, when in reality it had worked perfectly but wasn’t visible to them. After an uncomfortable morning of acknowledging they were changing their wet pull-ups, the days went by fast. The only indicators that might’ve blown their cover were the occasional random diaper checks by the counselors, but the staff was nice enough to take them somewhere private for that. Afterwards, the girls made a pact, swearing to never speak of this incident to anybody. Eventually time passed, and they returned to a normal school life, but none of them forgot the time they all wet the bed at Camp Wellspring.
  11. From the album: Jailor Eckman's Hoard

    She was busting for a pee at an outdoor concert, but was more than a little reluctant to use the porta-potties on sight! But there came a point when the shrieking call of nature drowned out the sound of the band on stage, and she had to admit defeat... She readied herself by attempting to "hover" over the hideously nasty porta-potty seat, balancing awkwardly with her half-down panties, and making sure twice-over that the door was locked. Then: release. Sweet release. Hot urine jetted out of her body like how seawater enters through a hole in the hull of a submarine. But only a splash makes it into the intended receptacle. To her horror, the door that she knew she had locked starts to swing open as if to intentionally reveal her in her most compromised state. Instinct takes over, causing her to jump and try to catch the door. It's too late. The door is wide open. People are seeing. And worst of all, she had no hope in the world of stopping that oh-so-necessary gush...
  12. Before this situation she give a girl a wedgie for no reason. Now karma's a bitch. Thanks to Jacquesrabbit for the art
  13. sooooo i saw maleficent mistress of Evil last week and WOW i forgot how much i love diaval. really maleficent and him are just a Perfect example of two things i love; goth and femdom. so anyway, i haven’t been able to get the thought of diaval wetting out of my head. whether it was induced or encouraged by maleficent, or if he was simply too confused with a human body to figure it out. there’s so much potential here!
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