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In the scorching heat of the Mushroom Kingdom on the hottest day of the year, Princess Peach Toadstool found herself in an unfortunate predicament. As she entered a room in her castle, the door slammed shut behind her, trapping her inside. To her dismay, she realized that the room was unbearably hot, with no means of escape. She remembered getting up in the morning of the hottest day of the year, feeling so hot at a ridiculously early hour in the morning, she thought the AC was malfunctioning. She got up out of her bed, removed her sweat-soaked 1990 Milli Vanilli T-shirt and TriForce pajama pants, tossed them in her laundry basket, leaving behind a small trail of sweat on the hardwood she then had dried by rubbing her socks on them. Her room was an ugly mess, but it’s not like she had time to clean it herself with a Kingdom to rule and protect. She dressed herself neatly in her summer dress, which she would normally use for tennis and golf, and walked over to the thermostat. 71, it said. “Well, that’s not good enough.” She grumbled. “It feels 10 degrees hotter in here. Usually, she was very happy-go-lucky and a delight to be around, but in this heat, it’s hard for even the most saintly of people to keep from becoming even a slight jerk sometimes. She almost regretted holding the big weekly castle barbecue today of all days. Mario, Luigi, her girlfriend Daisy, and every one of the Toads who worked at the castle had been invited. The more people in this large building, the hotter it would get, she thought to herself. Hoping the air would feel a little cooler outdoors, she made her way through the castle corridors, greeting good morning to all the Toads she passed, and finally walked out of the large wooden door. There was a slight wind, but otherwise probably sweatier than before. Disappointed, she walked back into the castle foyer. Tables with trays stacked with food sat in front of the large upper staircases, then, there were empty long tables with foldable chairs for people to sit around and talk. In 3 hours, the event would start and everyone would being arriving, and she would have to take charge. She breathed deeply and went into the kitchen for some of her favorite peaches. After helping herself, she went into the fridge for the coldest bottle of water she could find and chugged it down like her life depended on it. Just to make sure she kept hydrated, she chugged down another. And then another. Finally, knowing she probably wouldn’t have time or space to eat during the event, she went into the foyer to prepare herself a cheeseburger. She grabbed a paper plate and a white bun, then used a metal tong to grab one of the brown meat Patties with yellow American cheese on it, and placed it neatly on the bottom bun before squirting a bottle of ketchup gently on it. Suddenly, she froze as she was struck by an idea. She was a little too stressed. A little too hungry. One burger wouldn’t do it, but she didn’t want to be caught carrying two burgers for herself, unless it was for someone else. That was too much to eat in one sitting and it would take too long for her to continue her duties, unless it was a double cheeseburger. “Of course!” She thought to herself. “I always have a double cheeseburger before a match during my tennis season. Gives me something to work off.” She turned her head cautiously, left and right, her heart pulsating, making sure nobody took notice. In a careful haste, but not too quick as to drop the patty on accident, she grabbed another bun, and then took another patty with her tong and placed it on top of the unoccupied bottom bun she just grabbed. Next, she removed the top bun to place the newly crafted burger on top, leaving behind one unused top bun. Then, she sprayed a bit of mustard on it. Embarrassed to eat in the center of the foyer with all the Toads working tirelessly, as well as her uncharacteristically large appetite on such a hot day, she went to find a more private room to eat in. Then, she remembered she had a fire-proof panic room ready in case Bowser were to break into the castle, to protect the Toads so they wouldn’t be harmed if she were to be taken hostage. She turned the knob and pushed the door open and walked into the room, carefully balancing her paper plate on one hand, the sole top bun slice barely staying on. There was a square table in the center with some chairs and board games to pass the time. She moved the board games aside, placed her plate on the table, and sat down comfortably. Then, she realized the door was still open. Desperate for a little privacy, she walked gently back over to the door and firmly closed it, taking no notice of the sound of a lock latching itself, then made her way back over and seated herself comfortably back in the chair. She breathed deeply through her nose and out through her mouth in a sigh of temporary relief. Alone in a quiet room with her thoughts, which was very rare for someone busy as her. She quickly shoved the unused top bun slice into her mouth and chewed until it was good enough to swallow, then gulped it down. Now that her appetizer-to-be was over and done with, she gently but firmly pressed down on her double cheeseburger so it could have a slightly better chance of fitting in her mouth, but gently so that none of the juices would squirt out. Finally, she grabbed the burger firmly with her small hands, twisting the bun ensuring the ketchup would stay on the bun and not fall out, and took the biggest bite she could. She sank her teeth hard into it, as the meat was a bit hard and crispy, but deliciously seasoned. The flavors dancing in her mouth as she chewed her food. She held her gnaw tight and carefully ripped the piece of her burger away with her teeth. She closed her eyes, savoring each bite, as the worries of ruling temporarily faded away. The burger was a simple pleasure, a reminder that even princesses deserved to indulge in the occasional guilty pleasure. As she continued to eat, a small smile played on her lips, and her heart felt light. Princess Peach's regal demeanor momentarily forgotten, she devoured the dual-layered burger with gusto, relishing every mouthful. Her uncharacteristic display of appetite echoing through her delightful moans. Then, some ketchup fell on her nice dress, and her heat-induced frustration returned, her joy once again being eclipsed by her stresses. She grunted, realizing, in her haste, she forgot to bring a napkin and maybe some more water to wash her early lunch down with. She got back up in a haste, hoping her stain wasn’t permanent, and pulled on the door. To her shock, the knob refused to twist, and the door remained tightly shut. Thinking it was merely stuck, she twisted the round golden knob harder opposite the crack and pulled with more strength. Nothing. She felt herself start to panic as the heat in the room started to increase, the room’s AC’s cooling settings failing to subdue the summer heat. As the temperature rose, Peach's frustration grew. Beads of sweat formed on her forehead, trickling down her face. She wiped her face, breathing heavily, and approached the door once more, her anger fueling her determination to break free. With a forceful grip, she grabbed the doorknob and pulled with all her might, hoping to pry it open. But the door remained stubbornly locked, refusing to yield to her efforts. The perspiring princess’s frustration turned into anger, her face flushed with exertion and the heat of the room. She raised her right fist and pounded on the door with every ounce of her strength, hoping someone would hear. She’d call out for someone, but she was much too embarrassed at her situation to let them know who it was in this situation, and didn’t want to startle anyone with her heat-induced anger. She tugged at the door repeatedly, her muscles straining, her typically cute happy face reddening like a plum, her pearl white teeth gritting, sky blue eyes straining but it seemed as if it was mocking her, refusing to budge. As the heat intensified, Peach's pink clothes clung to her body, drenched in sweat. Her hair stuck to her forehead, and her breathing became heavy. Despite the discomfort, she refused to give up. She continued to pull on the door, her determination unwavering. With each unsuccessful attempt, Peach's anger grew, and bottling up her uncharacteristic negativity didn’t help matters. She shouted in frustration, her voice echoing through the room. The heat seemed to amplify her emotions, intensifying her resolve to escape. She refused to let the oppressive heat and locked door defeat her. As Princess Peach's frustration reached its peak, she took a step back, her chest heaving with exhaustion. Beads of sweat dripped from her brow, her face a mix of determination and frustration. She knew she had to find another way out, even if it meant enduring the sweltering heat a little longer, but this room didn’t have any windows, and there weren’t any vents big enough to hold her. Her phone was low on battery and there was no reception. She ran up and furiously began pulling and pushing against the door handle, hoping to maybe force it open. Maybe someone would finally hear and take notice. Perhaps a Toad who needed a bathroom break. Speaking of bathrooms, she thought to herself, she hadn’t gone all day, and she had a lot of water this morning. She grunted loudly with every failed budge, until finally, her full bladder, without warning, began relieving itself of all its retention. Her natural liquid waste gusted out in a hissing geyser, hitting the ground below it and creating an ocean of her urine, what became of all the water she drank to keep her cool in the hottest days of summer. Peach was embarrassed, but held close to the door, tugging and pulling hardest she could, the door quaking loudly in response, hoping, at least, that the urine would leak out and someone would finally take notice. Finally, all the urine drained, Peach gave three more heavy pulls before keeling over, panting heavily. Finally, she noticed a small screen with fingerprints. She remembered this panic room wouldn’t open without her or a guard Toad’s fingerprint. Embarrassed, and no longer hoping someone would notice her, she pushed her finger on said screen and the door creaked forward, almost magically. She walked out, almost running her way back to her room, threw off her soaked summer dress, and changed into one of her many duplicate summer dresses. It was her favorite of the season after all. She made her way back to the foyer, never speaking of what had happened in the panic room.

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Hello everyone. As promised, here's my first story. A few introductory words: It is set in northern Italy in a fictional town called Bresmona. As a result of the Decorum Act, public urination is now a much worse offense than it used to be. The local mayor has just created the Decorum Patrol, a private police force with the objective of keeping the streets of Bresmona clean and safe. The story centers around a group of high school boys who recently turned 18 and play soccer in a local team, and their social lives. In this first part you'll get to know Luca, his friend Alex and the girls Gloria and Laura. It's a Saturday night near the end of May, and The boys are going to a party at Cascina 99, a local discotheque. It is the place to be on a Saturday night, and the girls are waiting for them inside. Alex and Luca have loaded up on booze in order to get to the party with the right kind of buzz. This story contains vulgar language and swear words, because I have tried to make the characters sound realistic. I apologize for the inevitable misspellings and mistakes. This is it. I hope you enjoy it! 1. "A NIGHT TO REMEMBER" "Ohh yes!" He moaned in relief as a super powerful jet of beer piss came pouring down on the dirt in front of him. His legs spread apart like a good boy, so as to keep his piss from splashing back on his brand new shoes. They were in complete darkness, almost. "Dude, where THE FUCK are you? I can't see shit in here" Luca hissed frustratingly at his friend Alex as he tried to find a way through the trees. They'd loaded up on booze and had been drinking the whole night. They wanted to make sure they'd arrive at the party with the right kind of buzz. Which means now both had to piss like a racehorse. "Fuck you man, you're already pissing! You could've waited for me a second. Holy shit I'm fucking pissing myself here." "Ohh yes. Fuck!" Alex ignored his friend's comment, still moaning in relief, his jet still going strong. "Did we really need to hide this far for a fucking piss?" Asked Luca as he got ready to finally relieve himself "It's the fucking Decorum Patrol" replied Alex "you get caught pissing in public and you get a pretty fucking hefty fine." His stream finally died down. "I don't know about you man, but I got some money in my pocket and last thing I want to do with it is give it to them fucking Decorum faggots." He put his dick back in and zipped up. At his feet, a piss lake replaced the previously dry soil. "Come on, let's go. What? You still gotta piss? Hurry up!" "Look who's talking! You took your sweet time to piss and now you're telling me to hurry up." Luca had just unzipped when suddenly a man's voice broke out: "HEY!" "FUCK!" Luca immediately zipped back up. A flashlight was trying to locate the boys' position among the trees. "Come over here right now. You too." Alex and Luca sheepishly emerged from the trees. A man not much older than them, probably in his mid twenties, was standing still with a flashlight in his hands. Dressed in a black uniform, black cargo pants, on the tight side. On his chest, "Decorum Patrol" written in a yellow font that looked kinda cheesy for a police force. "What are you guys doing?" "We were trying to see what was there behind those trees." Alex came up with the lamest excuse ever. "There's nothing to see there. It's a big park, there's no lights and I don't want you to get hurt. Either go back to the Discotheque or get out of here." "Yes sir." "Come on. Move." So they walked the trail back to the Disco. "Fucking faggots. What the hell do they care if a man takes a fucking piss?" Alex complained while casually touching his crotch from time to time. A last drop of piss had escaped into his underwear. Thank goodness he was wearing black boxer briefs. He planned on getting laid tonight. As for Luca... He was in a much worse situation. He felt like his bladder was about to explode. His mind had been sending signals to his body that it was finally time to pee, but now the Decorum officer had thwarted his plan when he was almost starting to go. "Yeah at least you fucking pissed. I need to go BAD." "Oh come on quit bitching, just use the bathrooms inside." Replied Alex. Thankfully they'd bought the tickets to the event in advance, which meant less queuing for them to do. But queuing still. Luca made sure to stand slightly behind Alex. He crossed his legs and squeezed his dick multiple times, trying to be as discreet as possible. His desperation came in waves, and when it hit, it was almost impossible for him to stand still. He hadn't been this desperate in a long time. It suddenly reminded him of times when he pissed himself as a kid. It unlocked forgotten memories, such as that time he completely disgraced himself in 5th grade coming home from a school trip. He remembered thinking 5th grade was way too old for a kid to wet himself. Was he... Was he gonna wet himself now? At 18? Pfff. No way. He wondered why he even considered it a possibility. He was a MAN. A man with a pretty hot chick waiting inside for him. What the hell was he doing thinking about pants pissing and 5th grade? Fuck that! The line quickly dissolved. They showed their tickets to the bouncer and entered. ________ The building was packed with young and gorgeous human beings of both sexes. The air was hot and hormones filled the room. Everybody was dancing, or trying to dance, or trying to impress the person they wanted to bang. Each body oozing sexual energy. Each mind dominated by transgression. Loud music and strobe lights overwhelmed the senses. "I need to go find Laura. She's waiting for me by the fake palm trees. Meet me at the counter later. Remember we got a free drink with the ticket!" And with that, Alex disappeared into the crowd. Now that Luca was alone, he couldn't help holding himself even more blatantly. "FUCK I need a piss" he thought. "I need to find a bathroom asap." It wasn't his first time here, but it was his first time needing to use the bathroom facilities. He knew it was easier said than done. There would always be a pretty long line at both the men's and the women's. Alcohol knows no genders, and two bathrooms weren't enough to deal with this many young adults and their full bladders. He made his way into the crowd to reach the men's bathroom. With each step he felt his bulging bladder hit against his belt. He tried to walk somewhat normally, but it was difficult. All that beer wanted out. NOW. Thankfully the darkness made it easier for him to go unnoticed. He distractedly bumped into a pretty heavy guy: "hey man, what's your fucking problem? You got a problem with me?" "Fuck – hey I'm sorry man" The guy squared him up for a second, then let him go: "Fuck you. Get the fuck out of here." Luca proceeded in the direction of the bathroom and didn't look back. This confrontation had increased his need to piss even more. He was young, athletic and had a pretty big sense of pride. Normally he wouldn't let random people talk shit to him. He thought he could put up a fight. But not tonight. He was about to piss himself. Ain't nobody ever won a fight by pissing himself. he would have disgraced himself in front of a total strang—oh shut the fuck up! He shushed himself in his thoughts. "Nobody pisses his pants at 18. It's ridiculous." And the bathroom situation was just what he expected. A long line of boys waiting to empty their bladders. His need had escalated even more. Suddenly He felt a sharp pang of desperation travel through his bladder, from his bladder to the shaft, and from the shaft to the tip of his manhood. "Oh shit shit SHIT –" all good. He was back in control of his bladder. "That was close" he thought. "Heyyy!" He heard a female voice rise up from the noise. He turned around and there she was. Gloria, the reason he came here tonight. The short but voluptuous brunette he'd been trying to bang for almost a month. "Heeyy! Where have you been? Laura, Alex and I have been waiting for you by the counter. Come on, let's go get something to drink!" "Fuck" he thought to himself. What now? Should he tell his date he was about to piss himself? Not a great move. And even if he did, he would still have to wait at least another 15 minutes here in front of this fucking bathroom. The line was moving pretty slow. Fuck! He knew it. He should have pissed before coming here. He was so fucking close if it hadn't been for that stupid Decorum motherfucker. He didn't say anything, just put on a fake smile while Gloria grabbed his veiny hand and dragged him away. "I love your shirt" she had to shout to make herself heard while they crossed the dancefloor to get to the bar. "and this... is this One Million? Mmm it's my favorite perfume 😋" Luca was glad to know it. Only... He just hoped One Million wasn't going to turn into One Piss. They got to the counter where Alex and Laura were waiting for them. "Finally! Dude Where the hell have you been?" "Just... I was... Looking... Tryna... Whatever, nevermind" Luca was trying as hard as he could to not show weakness, but his confused reply and body language gave it away. Alex remembered his friend hadn't been able to pee earlier on. He put two and two together. Luca was still bursting for a piss. "FOUR MOJITOS" Alex shouted to the bartender. "Shit" Luca thought to himself. He liked mojito alright. But he sure was not in the mood for any liquid right now. Let alone a fucking mojito. "There you go guys" the waiter placed four ice cold mojitos on the counter, a black plastic straw sticking out from each one. As soon as Luca picked up the glass, the coldness of it travelled though his veins all the way to his bladder. It was like having a little spirit poke his bladder with a needle. He instantly crossed his legs hard, trying to squeeze his bulge with his inner thighs as hard as he could. "Anything wrong?" Gloria asked him. She couldn't keep her eyes off of him. So pretty, so handsome. A white, very elegant Ralph Lauren shirt. A nice complementing pair of jeans. Brand new sneakers, whiter than snow. And underneath... A glorious body shaped by the soccer gods. WHAT A MAN! "Nothing" he replied. "It's the drink... Wow, it's pretty cold" "Yeah, no shit it's cold" he immediately thought to himself "it's full of ice, it's a mojito, what the hell did you expect?? Fuck, I need to FUCKING PISS!!! I can't even think straight. Fuck!" Laura whispered something in Gloria's ears, and Luca immediately took advantage of the situation sneaking a hand in his pocket and giving his dick a big squeeze while Gloria wasn't looking. He tried to look over the dancefloor in the direction of the bathroom. Yep. Hard to see from here, but there's definitely still some people waiting outside. "Hey... Let's go dancing!" Gloria and Laura were desperate to get on the dancefloor with their new boyfriends. The loud music, the chaos, the flickering lights, the smoke, the strobo... What better way to get intimate with them. Luca was also desperate... but a different kind of desperate. Gloria briefly caressed her womanhood. She was definitely not dry down there. "Yeah! Let's go!" And so the girls dragged their boyfriends on to the dancefloor. The DJ had just put on a new song. A remixed version of the 1990s hit "What is love" now filled the room. Alex and Laura disappeared into the crowd. Gloria put her arms around Luca's neck. The strobo lights made it look like a sequence of still shots. Her eyes and smile had LOVE written all over them. She pushed her womanhood close to Luca's bulge and gave him a passionate kiss. Luca was not enjoying it as he should. His dick was limp and unresponsive. His mind was focussed on one thing. I NEED TO PISS. They fiercely made out. She kissed him on his lips, then french kissed, then she kissed him on his neck leaving him a lipstick-tinted love bite. She was the one taking the initiative. He felt like a ragdoll. The music got quieter. Everyone was singing along to the lyrics: "What is love? Baby don't hurt me, don't hurt me, no more... No more No more No more No more More More More More More more more more More more more more MoMoMoMo MoMoMoMo MOMOMOMOMOMOMOMO –" as the DJ was ready to drop the beat, it happened. Luca felt a shiver in his bladder and down his spine. A warm sensation in his boxer briefs. His mind had yet to register what was happening. Gloria was standing still in front of him, smiling and looking him in the eyes, her arms still around his neck, when a powerful jet of piss erupted from his member, washing his scrotum, licking his butthole and quickly saturating his underwear with piss. Then flowed down both of his legs with great force, drenching both the front and the back of his jeans. It was a flood. The piss rapidly got to his socks and pooled inside his shoes. A steady trickle of piss flowed from his left cuff down to the floor, creating a big puddle of piss. He was pissing himself. At 18. In front of his girlfriend. He tried to stop the flow, but his contractions only made the piss flow out of his cock even faster. There was no stopping this. The beat dropped, and Luca was still pissing. After three or four bladder spasms, which sent an additional load of piss down his pants, he was finally finished. He wiggled his toes and they were in a pool of piss. Touched his crotch with his left hand – soaked. He moved his hand back where his butthole is – soaked. The inside of his legs – soaked. He had just pissed himself. Period. His mind was going a 100 miles an hour. Now relief, now embarrassment, now relief, now WHAT THE FUCK AM I GONNA DO NOW?" And that was just the beginning. Gloria felt something weird under her feet. She removed her arms from Luca's neck and looked down. "What... Yeeeww... What the hell... Why's the floor all wet all of a sudden?" ________ END OF PART 1 Let me know what you think! Keep following this thread for more! New parts will be posted down here in the comments.

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All, I'm well outside the polar vortex currently crossing central and eastern Canada and the USA. Temperatures where I live have been around 3C to 8C. Even so, not sweating leaves extra fluid which has to go somewhere. Consequently, I pee more often and the urgency increases rapidly. Does anyone else experience this?

its been a while since ive posted I know but thought id bring you this. its my favourite video of all time. was removed from the only site it was on years ago and found it today buried in the back of my folders !!!ENJOY!!! tights.m4v

Four Day Struggle ch.2 After over an hour of being tied up in a chair, sitting in soggy diapers, the girls were finally able to get up and stretch. They threw away their diapers and refilled their bladders. Emilie, Bella and Ally were going to sleep with full bladders and see if any of them could survive a night of desperation, while asleep and with no conscious control over their bodily functions. Bella went fridge and got six bottles of water, two for each of them. It was six o clock and they were going to have what Bella called a desperate dinner, a dinner with no breaks, and more consumption of water. They all started with the first bottle and took all of them down fast. What are we going to have for dinner? Bella asked. How about a pizza? Emilie suggested. Yeah, I want pizza! Ally exclaimed. Okay, I’ll call the pizza place and order a pie. Bella picked up the phone and dialed the pizza parlor. The call was picked up and a man came on. This is Mario’s, may I take your order? Yeah, can I have a pie delivered to 5 Fairway drive? Sure mam, and who is this under? Bella Sugerman. It’ll be ready in half an hour Great, see you then Bella replied, hanging up. Awesome, you have money right? Yeah, it’s upstairs, I’ll go get it. Bella went up stairs and came back with money. Well, now we’ll just wait. Guys, I need to go change in to my jeans, I can’t really answer half naked like that. Later, the delivery man arrived, and Bella greeted him at the door. Bella was desperate and was dancing around, a small wet spot on her jeans. You know he said, if you need to use the bathroom I can wait, it’s perfectly fine. It’s alright Bella said, almost wetting herself as she grabbed the pizza and handed the man the money. As Bella closed the door and the man left, he noticed pee wetting the back of her jeans. Poor her he said, walking back to his car and driving away. Bella brought the pizza to the table where Ally and Bella said were shaking with their hands in their crotches. Hey guys, I have another brilliant idea Bella said, just watch. Bella left and came back with two high chairs. Do you think you guys will fit in these, you are pretty thin. Maybe, Bella and Emilie said. They climbed in to the chairs and sat down. I can’t believe I still fit in this thing Emilie said. Yeah, my mom bought two of these off the internet, she was very unsatisfied that they were huge but for some reason kept them, years ago I would’ve been embarrassed, but today, I am very grateful! Bella, I’m not sure I can sit in this, I can’t hold it without being able to use my hands. You guys are going to, no getting out of there until you’ve finished dinner and desert. I have a question Ally said. Yeah? Asked Bella. I already need to use the toilet to poop, how are we going to work out the bathroom situation. I have an answer for that. You have an answer for everything Emilie replied. I know, how about until you wet yourself, no going to the bathroom. I guess, but I do need to go. And also, I don’t care, no going during any meal Bella said. If that’s true, can I have a new diaper? Ally asked. Sure Bella said. I’ll be fine Emilie said, I don’t need to poop yet. Bella came back and Ally changed, sitting back in her high chair. They ate dinner and finished. I should’ve asked for a diaper Emilie said, I really need to go now, I’m not sure I can hold it in until dinner’s over. I’ll be right back Bella said, coming back with one more diaper for Emilie. Once she was changed, Bella defrosted some chocolate ice cream and made them wait the grueling twenty minutes for it to defrost. Ally started to lose control, and did both in her diaper. Bella picked it up quickly and turned her head to Ally. Ally, did you go number two? Asked Bella, in a juvenile voice. Yeah, can I get up? No no no Bella said. Dammit, you mean I have to sit in a highchair with a full diaper for the next twenty minutes? Exactly Bella said. Come on, it’s not like I’m a baby she said. Oh I beg to differ Bella replied. What? Asked Ally, shocked. You are a baby, think about it, first of all you’re sitting in a highchair, and second of all you have a full, soiled diaper Bella said. Dammit, can I just go? No! Bella said again. Guys, I need to go too, it’s coming out! Emilie said, soiling herself. Okay, let’s just eat our ice cream and then I’ll change you, and wipe you. Oh for God’s sake they said. They all ate their ice cream and enjoyed it. After desert, Bella took Ally and Emilie to the bathroom, lying them down on towels on the floor. Bella took of their diapers and threw them out. Both Emilie’s and Ally’s asses were covered in shit, and Bella wiped them clean, washing her hands after. It was now nine o clock and they were full of pee again. I’m putting on a horror movie, how about that? Which one? It’s called Annabelle. Oh no, I watched that one before at my friends house, I actually did pee a little at a few of the scenes, and I had a huge wet spot, all my friends noticed, it was soooo embarrassing Ally said. Well, now you all have full bladders watching a horror movie, good luck. They turned on the movie and started watching. Ally sat in fear, she slipped her hand down her panties and had it pressed up against her labia. Her bladder burned. Pee leaked out and wet her hand, it was warm. She felt as if she was about to burst. She crossed her legs. It was dark in the room, and all of a sudden she felt something going up her back. It felt cold, she turned her head in fear. Boo! Emilie shouted. Ally jammed her hand in her but it was no use, she wet herself. Dammit! I just wet myself, why did you do that? Why? Because, I knew it would make you pee Emilie laughed. Emilie thought it was funny, but she herself had to had to pee. She was able to hold it to the end of the movie, barely. Bella turned the lights back on and sat back down. That was a good movie she said, and I’m still somewhat dry she laughed. I’m completely dry! Emile said with integrity. Not for long Bella said… What the hell does tha- All of a sudden Bella pounced on her and started tickling Emilie. HAHHAHHA, SERIOUSLY, STOP! Emilie pleaded. What the hell Ally thought? Why don’t I try? Ally jumped on and tickled her underarms, while Bella, was tickling her stomach. Emilie’s stomach was quivering and she was going to break soon. HAHAHA, I NEED TO PEE, STOP, I NEED TO PEE, I’M GOING TO PEE! But, they didn’t stop. Bella was on Emilie’s legs and could feel the wet coming, she completely had wet herself. A job well done, indeed. I hope you really took back what you said Ally said. Not if I can help it Emilie said. Bella started to going at her feet and Ally at her chest. HAHAHA, I’M GONNA PEE AGAIN, AGAIN, IT WAS A JOKE, HAHAHA, STOP IT! They finally let Emilie up, I learned my lesson she said, please, no more. Bella got up and got more water, alright guys, let’s fill up again and go to bed. They filled up and slipped in to their sleeping bags, with new diapers on. It was time to see who could last, and who could pass, but who? But who?

I've been home sick all week and have been taking advantage being alone by wearing my diaper nearly all day. I live with my parents and sister, and I'm in high school. So normally if I can get away with wearing a diapee at all, it's only for a little while at night. Yesterday I was feeling particularly adventurous and decided I wanted to try to wet in them. I had tried twice before, but because the diapers I wear are much too small for me ( the only ones I could get a hold of belong to my 2 year old cousin) and don't fit me completely, I always ended up with a huge mess that took the fun out of wetting. I have a very strong bladder, which normally is an advantage. But this time it just seemed to screw me over. I drank plenty of fluids all day, which was not hard because of being sick. I also did not use the bathroom at all. I was hoping that my excessive drinking would get to me a lot sooner than it did. But no matter how hard I tried, when my parents got home at around 4pm I didn't even feel the urge to pee yet. But I had come that far and did not want to give up. I took a risk. Hiding my diaper really was not that hard because being sick allowed me to stay in bed the entire time they were home without seeming suspicious. I decided that I would do something crazy and wet my diaper with my parents home. My plan was to wait until they went to bed and then wet myself in my own bed. I don't know why I wanted to do it in my bed so badly, but I really did. I did not want to take the chance of another leak when they were home though, because I would not be able to go get the stuff needed to clean it up or wash my clothes or sheets before morning without waking them up. So around 8pm when I finally started feeling the urge to go, I put another diaper on over the diaper I was already wearing, and then put on a pair of blue boyshort panties on over that. I put 3 folded towels down on my bed to protect the sheets. I figured there was no way I could possibly leak through all that. I forced myself to keep drinking as much as I could, and by mignight I was starting to reeealllyyy need to go. I got all ready to go, relaxed and tried to release my bladder. But I couldn't. No matter what I tried, sitting up, laying down, spreading my legs, chugging water...I could not pee! Which was peculiar to say the least because my bladder was definitely telling me that I needed to. After about 2 hours of trying in my bed, I gave up. I realized that maybe that was too much to handle in one day. I was pretty nervous about wetting with my family home, and wetting in my bed where I could possibly have wet sheets to explain did not really help my nervous. So by now it was about 2am and I got out of bed and grabbed the chair from my desk. I pulled it out to face the tv and set all my towels from the bed on top of the chair. Then I sat on the chair, already feeling more comforable, and waited. I still had a little bit of a shy bladder. About 15 minutes passed before I finally felt the first spurt of pee in my diaper. It made me jump. It was small but exciting. But it stopped there. I tried and I tried but it seemed my bladder would not give anymore. Just as I was about to give up and just go use the toilet, I sulked back in my chair and finally relaxed. My pee came out slowly but surely. It was an amazing feeling. Normally when I go it's a lot at a time and it's fast, so this was a new experience for me. It trickled out in a slow little stream. But then the unexpected happened. I never would have guessed I could produce that much pee in one sitting! By the time I had finished, I had soaked completely through both diapers, my panties, my pajama pants, and both towels! When I later lifted the towels up, there was a puddle of pee on the chair! And quite a bit had even dripped onto the floor and made a puddle under the chair. But despite the mess, it really felt amazing. It was warm and comforting. I could not stop touching the panties that I had over the diaper and feeling all the pee move around. I tried to get up and walk in it, but there was no way I could move without the diapers breaking from being over filled. Needless to say, it was one of the hottest nights I've ever had!

Ginny woke up that morning feeling very nervous. She had her OWLS, which were very important exams for wizards. In the morning, she had her Defence against the Dark Arts exams, while in the afternoon she had her potions exam. Both were notoriously difficult, and she'd need all the revision time she could get. She stood in front of the mirror, wearing just her white bra and panties. "I am prepared. I am ready," she silently repeated to herself, if only to calm her nerves. Her throat felt dry, so she took a large swig from her water bottle, and got dressed for breakfast. At breakfast, she sat down next to Hermione, Ron and Harry, hoping they could give her helpful advice. "Revise during every spare moment," Hermione told her. Ginny knew she needed to do that anyway. "Don't lose concentration," Ron suggested. Fair enough, she needed all her knowledge focused on the exams. "Drink plenty of water," Harry said. "It helps you focus," Ginny decided to take this advise very seriously, as a lot of her bad results in the mocks came from lack of focus due to thirst. "Thanks guys. See you this evening," Ginny waved goodbye to her friends, downing her third goblet of pumpkin juice. "Good luck!" they each wished her. Ginny went up to her room and grabbed her large bottle of water. She felt a small twinge in her bladder, but not enough to make her want to use the toilet. She spent the 20 minutes before her exam in the library, getting some last minute revision in. She slowly sipped her water bottle, until just half of it was left. On the way to the exam, she refilled her bottle again, to make sure she had enough for the test. She was a little more in need of the toilet now, but she could hold it. She walked into the exam hall feeling confident. She wrote her name down on paper, listened to all the instructions and began the test. She worked her way through the 3 hour exam. After 40 minutes, she began to feel pretty desperate for the toilet. The pumpkin juice and water had worked its way to her bladder. She subconsciously crossed her legs to numb the pain, and occasionally pushed her left hand into her crotch. After 1 hour and 30 minutes, she was desperate for the toilet, her legs bobbing up and down, and her left hand almost permanently on her crotch. At this stage, Ginny thought that she would be able to use the toilet as the fire alarm went off. "Everyone outside the castle," Professor McGonagall instructed. "Excuse me Miss, please may I use the toilet?" Ginny asked. "Miss Weasley, do you think the fire alarm has gone off as a joke, during the most important exam of the year?" McGonagall queried. "No," Ginny sighed. "Then follow your classmates, remaining in complete silence," McGonagall demanded. Ginny bit her lip, before hobbling to join her classmates. She hopped around during the wait, holding her crotch and sweating furiously. All her water from earlier was now in her bladder, and she was now very desperate to use the facilities. After half an hour of waiting, they were told that there would be no break between the Defence against the Dark Arts exam and the potions exam. Ginny moaned, while her bladder almost gave up in protest. Ginny blushed and pushed her legs closer together. Ginny just about managed to finish her exam, but almost all her mind was now focused on not having an accident in front of everyone. It was when the papers were being collected in that she felt her first accident. Urine gained freedom, and a single drop fell onto her cotton panties. She audibly gasped, as her face turned beetroot red. All the potions equipment was now being prepared, and as Ginny stared into her cauldron, she could here the potion making a hissing noise, reminding her of the act of urination. "Excuse me, professor Snape? I'm bursting for the loo, please can I be excused?" Ginny pleaded. "You can, if you want your mark to be halved," Snape sneered. "Never mind," Ginny replied, close to tears. She tried her best to focus on making her potion, but her urethra was throbbing from the amount of pee stored up in her bladder. She hadn't been this desperate to pee since she was 13. Her brothers had dared her to drink a whole keg of Butterbeer before going on a long car journey. She was so bursting then that she ended up wetting her jeans in front of her extended family. Another spurt escaped, and she now wasn't even trying to hide it. Her left hand was lodged up her skirt to prevent more pee from leaking, while her eyes were filled with tears. Eventually she couldn't take it anymore. She could always retake the exam. Just as she was about to run out, her bladder finally gave way, releasing an almighty torrent of pee all over the floor. Ginny groaned very loudly at the relief of letting her pee escape, before bursting into tears at the realisation she had just pissed herself in front of the whole year. In pee soaked panties, Ginny got back to her exam, silently crying while mixing potions.

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