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  1. I had always been fond of diapers and 3 years ago my mom had left the country with my dad as they went on a vacation for a month. I knew what I had to do straight away as right after they left within 15 minutes i got ready and walked to the nearest pharmacy where they always had a stash of DryNites pull ups diaper. I went over to the diaper isle and took a good look at all the other brands of diaper they had before choosing my DryNites. I went over to the billing counter and paid for my diaper and left hurriedly to go home. It was my first time going back in a diaper, but i was scared as my parents had informed my neighbours about taking care and keeping an eye on me before leaving, so before i entered the wing which led to my apartment I took a good look whether anybody was outside my apartment door, when I saw nobody was there I took my chance and ran straight to my home as fast as I could, I had the keys ready in my hand and i quickly opened and shut close the door locking it. My dreams were finally true and I'd get to wear diapers day and night for the next month or so. I took out a diaper from the pack and it was a bright pink coloured diaper with butterflies imprinted around it, I slid one under my crotch before feeling the wooly thick padding between my thighs. Withing 1 hour of wearing it i started feeling the pressure on my bladder but I didn't just wanted to start peeing, rather i held it in for 30 more hour till I couldn't hold it in anymore, suddenly i felt a small squirt of piss come out of my pussy and within 5 seconds I lost complete control of my bladder with the piss exploding out in my diaper and filling my diaper turning it pale and heavy and the pee had now filled my entire diaper from middle to the back side. I couldn't believe that a barely 18 year old teen had pissed in her diaper like a baby while sitting on a couch. I stood up and the diaper felt really heavy. I wore my panties over it and also my shorts but the bulge was kind of visible and the diaper band also peeked out a little over the top of my shorts. I had to go to my neighbours house for dinner as I was invited over and i dared to wear my already wet diaper with the bulge slightly visible. I rang the door bell and the door was answered by my aunt and then I was welcomed inside everything went fine and we finished our dinner. After our dinner I was playing with the neighbours child and suddenly i heard a voice from behind saying "What's that peeking out from behind of ur shorts nora?" I turned around frightened and she said "Are you wearing a diaper?" I was ashamed but said at last that I had woren a diaper. I thought of all the worst case scenario that could have took place but I suddenly heard a soft caring voice saying " it's fine nora, you are getting to know yourself, you are in that age group where most childrens stay confused but you're brave." I was so scared and had adrenaline pumping through my body that I started peeing in my already soaked up DryNites again, it really started to bulge out of the shorts and even leaked just enough for my aunt to notice it. My aunt said "awhh looks like somebody needs a change, it's fine nora go and get a fresh diaper from your house I will change you up". I went to home and started crying and was so humiliated by what had just happened with me. I went to my room room a fresh diaper out of the pack and went to their home where my aunt changed me on the table counter top, I could fit on it as I wasnt too big for my age. I watched a movie with their child who now knew that I wear diaper, he questioned me saying why do I wear a diaper, my face turned red like a tomato but I told him that I wore them because I had a medical condition and we moved on. I went to my home and went to the washroom but since I was already wearing a diaper i sat on the toilet without taking of my panties and let out small squirts of pee into my diaper before completely flooding my diaper once again, and since it was already quite late (12:15 am) i went to sleep in my wet diaper only. It was my first time sleeping in a wet diaper I couldn't sleep because of the thick warm padding feeling between my legs but eventually went to sleep. I had woken up once in the middle of the night as my diaper and turned extremely cold but slept after some time. When i woke up in the morning I went number 1 in my diaper and it was really full as I had wet it again. The odor of piss was a turn on for me and my privates became extremely grooly and wet. I went downstairs and cooked myself a breakfast, had my toast and tea and i felt an urge to go number 2 well I was in a dilemma whether to go in my diaper or go and do it like a big girl on the toilet, well I chose option 1 and sat on the toilet once again wearing my diaper and panty, but i couldn't poop in my diaper as i couldn't force my mind. After probably 15 minutes I gave one final push and all the poop came out in the diaper and spread everywhere in the diaper. It was a warm mushy feeling but I felt very grossed out and quickly took off my diaper and went and took a shower as it was quite disgusting for me. Well this almost went on for 2 weeks till I didn't completely fulfil my desire and fantasies regarding diapers and I also wet my panties and i even wore my panties once inside my DryNites. I even messed my diapers and sat in it. Well all these stories are for another time but it was good sharing my experience with y'all and hope y'all like it. Thankyouu!!
  2. 20230511_001400.heicWell my bladder strikes again as the weather warms up. My husband and I got tickets to an outdoor concert in the city. It was near the college and we decided we could take the train from down the street and would be able to have some drinks and not worry about deiving, drinking and all of that. I got out of work early and when i got home i made myself a drink and started to get ready. Makeup hair etc. I finished my drink and made another. It was getting close to time to leave. My husband called and said he would be home in 5 minutes and to get ready. I gor dressed and was ready and the excitement was growing. He got home and chanhed quickly and we did a shot and bolted out the door to catch the 6pm train. I had made a mixed drink to share, coke and rum! We walked down to tje train just as it pulled up. I was already feeling a buzz. We had never taken the train all the way to this venue and after 20 minites we had to change trains. Of course my bladder immediately sent a ping as the 3 drinks started to fill my bladder. As we moved into the city more people who were jeaded to the show joined us and the vibe was exciting. I was excited but also now realllllly had to pee. But i wasnt alone and there were other girls at my level and we made jokes as we approached the venue like gosh my eyes are swimming or if we dont get there soon i will be sitting in a puddle!. We pulled up across the street and i saw a giant line, like giant. Babe i have to pee soooo bad so bad. He suggested walking to a nearby bar for a drink to wait for the line to move. We half jogged there with a few others from the train and b lined into the bathroom. Oh god i gasped as i found a line. It moved quickly but wirh a buzz and talking i felt one or 2 dribbles. But when i made it i saw my baby blue hi cut bikinis were dark blue in the bum. I checked in with myself and said, ok your drinking so dont push the limit again tonight. I had a pad and dexided a little insurance wouldnt be bad. We had a beer and anojer and decided to run over as the show started to get going. I didnt want to feel bad later so i drank a glass of water and we got the 24oz bud lights as the show started. I danced and danced and my husbamd kept bringing back beers. When the first band ended i had to pee really bad but when my new friwnd and i ran the line was sooo long. We stood amd squirmed. We decided to go to tje smoking area and find a spot. We got outside and she started a conversation and we stood tjere squeezing legs until the band came back on, we ran to the bathroom and i knew as i slammed the door i was walking a fine line. I exploded and let out a sigh.. i looked down and felt my very damp and now swelled maxipad. My panties were damp but not soaked. I replaced my pad pulled up my jeans and was feeling so excited and buzzed. I foundy husband and we danced and sang and drank more drinks. By the time the show was over we were rightfully buzzed. 20 minutes before the show ended i had to pee, bad. But the drinks told me i could wait. As soon as the lights came on a sobering feeling came over me and my gosh i had to pee so bad. The line for the bathroom was so long that i ignored it. We were walking toward the train with 100s of people talking about the show all tje while the burning pressure in my bladder grew. We got to the platform and sat down. I was in a situation now. I sat and felt a shock of pain from my bladder and squeezed my legs. We were with a few other people and i was trying to find the opening to state my now very serious situation. I think the drinks made me think i could just keep doing kegals and be fine. We got on tje train and i was doing the math waiting for it to takr off thinking wed make it. But it sat there for ages, just sitting there. Finally i drunkly said wow i have to pee so bad. But i had already had to pee so now it was an emergency but i didnt want to make a scene or "freak out". No one adopted the level of emergency i was now at. As stop after stop arrived i almost felt like i may pass out. I finally said again and much more urgently, i have to pee so bad like sooooo bad. And i did. I was now holding myself and genuinly afraid i would explode at any moment. My husband told.me and oir new group we could go back to oir place which was still 20 minutes away. We had 4 more stops. I had given up modesty and was seated pee dancing. Finally at a stop almost home i couldnt do it. I looked at my husband and said i have to go now or i wont make it. The stop was a restaurant and without talking i bolted. I almost exploded and hobbled off the train holding and gasping as i ran off tje platform and toward the bar. I was drunk but also mentally swimming and pulled open the door b lined toward the bathroom. Half way across the floor i felt "squishy" down there. As i rounded the corner to the bathroom it happened. There were 2 women in line and i gather every ounce of energy gasped as they turned and i let out a very obvious moan bent over and had the final moment of control. "Go go" they said and as i looked up i hear the toilet flush and it was all just too much. "Ohhhh ahhhhh ahhhhhh" i didnt even have a choice as warmth spread rapidly across my thighs and back so fast and powerfully as my eyes watered and i tried desperately to stop my reached back and felt hot wet at my back pockets and belt loop. The door opened and i dont think i or the women in line realized the situation and i was ushered into the stall. Pain spread across my belly as i tried to stop and it hiet so bad i actually ended up forcing my bladder to explode as i fumbled with my belt. By the time i ripped my panties and pants down i had filled my boots with pee. I was spinning and peed for another 2 minutes. The women knocked and asked me to hurry. I looked and i was now in a very embarrasing state. My panties were soaked. Soaked. My jeans were so wet. I stood up and looked down seeing a puddle by each boot and as i moved around realizedy shoes were filled with pee. Anotjer knock, and i said just a sec. I pulled up my panties first and felt the damp cloth hug my parts. Next i pulled up my jeans and felt soggy fabric encase my legs. I looked back and saw it was evident i had either sat in a puddle that ran down my legs or i had completely peed my jeans. The anxiety and embarrasment flushed my body and i almost decided to live there forever. It was so bad. I unlached the door as a lady rushed past me and i looked up to see the eyes on me. I held my purse over my crotch but it wasnt any use. I tried desperately to dry my pants with paper towels but it was no use. Finally after tje snickers and staring i had to face the music. I walked around the corner and found my husband. As i approached he immediately saw the situation. Oh my god babe, here, here take this as he took off his sweatshirt. I wrapped it around my waist and said i want to leave now. Yes of course. We waited for our tab and it seems the news of a woman who peed her pants, no drenched her pants made its way around the bar the stares and snickers grew. Finally we were walking out and toward the train. I didnt want to talk i was so humiliated. The train arrived and we walked on, the stares of everyone at my pants were obvious as i sat down. My pants were cold now and clammy clingy and i just wanted to be home and not sitting in public in peed pants. Finally our stop and we exited. We got home and i saw the true damage. Jeans soaked fromt and back as though a faucet was turned on. My panties suprisingly were drenched up to the elastic belt. I showered and thought about the stares and humiliated experience.
  3. Hello everyone I had an idea for an interactive fic staring the women of the MCU, characters and actors alike. The basic premise of the story is this the characters and actors periodically swap minds at random, and they only swap back when they wet themselves. So for example if Peggy Carter switched with Hayley Atwell the only way for them to switch back is if either Peggy had an accident in Hayley's body or if Hayley had an accident in Peggy's body. Now my first question is. Which way would you want to see this play out? A. The actor's mind in the character's body B. The character's mind in the actor's body C. Switch back and forth between A and B. (note if you choose this option tell me which one you want to start with either A or B) My second question is. Which character/actor pairing would you like? A. Kate Bishop (Hawkeye)/ Hailee Steinfeld B. Natasha Romanoff (Black Widow)/ Scarlett Johansson C. Daisy Johnson (Quake)/ Chloe Bennet Now my plan is to write the next segment after I either get 5 answers or after 48 hours, whichever comes first, and depending on how many answers I get the number for answers might increase. Also every so often I may ask about choosing another character/actor pairing or staying with the current pairing. Hope you enjoy. If you would like to see some of my writing check out the RP section.
  4. Hello everyone! I'm Pola Pola, i've been drawing and have been active here for a while. Now i wanted to post here some of my omo art as well. First off i wanna start with my favorite pissbaby Raiden Shogun "Ei" She- she uhh got scared by a bug But don't worry this is just a mishap, surely she is not that... cowardly? uhh... i think she should do something about these leaks... Okay okay i get it that's enough Ei so let's see someone els- whoops... it's Ei again No but don't worry i do draw other characters than Ei so here's Makima.... not willing to admit she has an accident So anyway this is the start of the thread. You will be seeing a lot of Ei's but i do hope you all share my enthusiasm! Hope you all liked these too
  5. Okay, so, as the tags imply. Something I've really wanted to do with a future S/O is just like. Us both padded up and comfy on the couch. my S/O feeling desperate, instinctively get up to go to the bathroom, but I stop them, say something like "where do you think you're going?" and of course they'd protest a little, but I'd gently ease them to sit on my lap, and I'd rest a hand atop the front of their diaper as they squirm and try to hold it. but the inevitable happens, and I can feel the front of their padding get warm beneath my hand as they tense up and cover their face. of course I'd say something like "Awe, did someone have an accident?" and they'd be all shy and blushy, and I'd cuddle them nice and close and maybe (with consent) get a little touchy anyway, heres my brain child, enjoy. its very. yeah its very tame and average but who cares smh.
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    A little something while I work on Live Action Wettings 2 1: Mushoku Tensei: Jobless Reincarnation Season 2 Part 1 - Episode 7 2: Mushoku Tensei: Jobless Reincarnation Season 2 Part 2 - Episode 8 - 9
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  8. View File Mushoku Tensei Wetting Scenes A little something while I work on Live Action Wettings 2 1: Mushoku Tensei: Jobless Reincarnation Season 2 Part 1 - Episode 7 2: Mushoku Tensei: Jobless Reincarnation Season 2 Part 2 - Episode 8 - 9 Submitter Vbucks Submitted 06/13/2024 Category Female  
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  10. View File Diaper girl gets laughed at grabbing a soda in a full diaper Full video here https://justfor.fans/kawaii_omo?Source=Twitter&Post=NmZmNjFlNmE1NjMyMzZlZWY3ZmE3NGY3YWFmZjE3YWU= Submitter Kawaiiomo Submitted 06/13/2024 Category Transgender (MtF)  
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    This is my new favourite diaper video, I'm pretty sure I found it here and it had already been uploaded but I edited the two videos together into the one and converted them to mp4. We start seeing a British girl in the car not wanting to get out in the rain and saying that the rain makes her want to wee and telling us that she is about to wee with her diaper showing. After she wets she flashes her wet diaper out the window and plays with it before changing and then she shakes her old diaper on the street to show people around her.
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  12. Chapter 1: The Accident Brianna is a typical farm girl turned city folk. She was raised caring for cattle with her mom and a dairy farm, had a small rabbit breeding business, and now even has chickens she takes care of. Everything wasn't always sunshine and rainbows. She had a rough upbringing with many awful men taking advantage of her. An abusive father left them on the run, going from house to house. Only when she turned, 16 did things finally start to settle down with a good home and a good stepfather. 4 years later, she was done with school and in a very happy relationship dating a cute 20-year-old boy. He is tall, dark, and handsome, something you would typically only imagine. She stood at 5 ft even, while he was 5 ft 11 inches. They've been dating for about three months now. Every Tuesday night, they would go to the movies to see the $5 movie of the week. It was an excellent way for them to spend time together and share something they both enjoyed. Brianna worked on her chicken pen across the road from her city house. It was on a Tuesday evening, so she knew Brandon would be over in a little bit to pick her up and hang out. He was such a sweet boy. Both he and Brianna were raised as Christian kids. So they weren't into fooling around at the movies or doing anything too naughty. But they are both still young, and to say they didn't have feelings for each other in that way, would be a total lie. Pulling out her phone, Brianna saw it was 6:10 PM. "I'm almost done. I need five more minutes. Then I can head home to get ready for when Brandon gets here," she told herself. It was then she realized how badly she also had to pee. "I can hold it, nearly there," she told herself, as she started bouncing her hips up and down doing a little potty dance while her hands were busy putting the last touches on the fix needed to her chicken pen. The chickens would escape again if she didn't get this done right. Forget having breakfast in the morning. She would be lucky if they didn't turn up as chew toys for a nearby dog. "Almost there," she said while twisting the metal fencing around the post. But now she was crossing her legs, trying as hard as she could to hold it in. "Come on. I can do this!" Just as she finished tightening that part of the fence, the two worse things happened. First, the other side of the fence came undone, meaning she would need to go over there quickly and fix that before the chickens escaped. Secondly, Brandon just pulled up in his Chrysler. "Not now! Couldn't he have been five minutes late?" Brianna thought to herself. She quickly started to run over to the other side of the fence when she lost the fight. *hiss* Brianna started peeing her pants as she made her way to the side of the fence that broke. "No! How could I have let this happen? I'm 20, not 2. This is the most embarrassing thing ever to happen. My mom is never going to let me live this down. I guess the nickname was right, Pee-ana." All of these thoughts flooded her mind in an instant. "Oh my gosh! Brandon is right there. If he didn't see it already, he'll see it when I go to return home. There is no way I can hide this." Her jeans were soaked, and two dark blue streaks ran down her inner legs. "Can I blame it on spilling water on myself?" She thought, trying to find a way to avoid the embarrassment any more than she had to. Not wanting to waste more time, she quickly strung the fence enough so the chickens couldn't escape. Then promptly ran across the street to her home. As she did so, she crossed right in front of Brandon's car. There was no way that he didn't see that she had peeded her pants. "She is in a bit of a hurry," Brandon thought, seeing her sprinting, trying to avoid eye contact with him. "Wait, did she pee herself?" He sat a little straighter in his seat, trying to get a good look at her pants while she was running by. "No way." He couldn't believe his eyes. It looked like she did. And with how she acted, it was almost sure that was the case. Not wanting to make matters worse, Brandon pretends to be on his phone as he watches Brianna enter her house. He figures he should wait ten minutes before walking to the house to pick her up. If she did pee her pants, she would want a minute to get cleaned up and knowing her mom. There would be some comments. Her mom meant well and would try to be funny, but in cases like this, she doesn't realize that's not the time to joke around. **** "Hey, Bri, it looks like Brandon is here." Her mom started. "oh my gosh, did you pee your pants?" "I don't want to talk about it. I want to get cleaned up and forget this whole thing happened." "I mean, I know you are excited to see the guy, but come on, girl, you got to have some control." "MOM!" Brianna shouted back at her mom. She really wasn't in the mood right now. "Hey, don't get mad at me, Miss Pee-ana. You're the one who peed their pants right when your boyfriend showed up." "Seriously, I don't want to talk about it." "Alright, fine. But you better hurry up before he thinks somethings up." "If I'm lucky, he didn't see anything." "It looks like he is on his phone." "Good, I'll send him a text telling him I'll be out in a minute." with that, she pulled her phone out of her pocket. Luckily it doesn't look like she soaked that too. 'Hey, hun, I'll be out in a minute, just chatting with my mom real quick.' "There, message sent." *Ding* 'Hey, hun, I'll be out in a minute, just chatting with my mom real quick.' "Shoot, that means her mom probably saw. Hopefully, she didn't pick on Brianna too much," Brandon thought. 'No worries, take your time. I got here a little early. So Just let me know when you are ready.' *Ding* "Phew, I don't think he saw. I'm going to get cleaned up. Don't say a word to him about this," Brianna told her mom. "I won't, I promise." Brianna then ran up the stairs to her bedroom as fast as possible. She snagged a change of underwear and pants. Then into the bathroom to get cleaned up. Working on a dairy farm helped her learn how to get cleaned up excitedly, well, and fast. Within 5 minutes, she had managed to get herself all cleaned up. She wiped her legs with a wet towel to remove the smell of urine, put on some perfume, and got dressed. Soon after, she was out the door and climbed into Brandon's car. "Whoa, that was fast," Brandon said to Brianna. "What do you mean?" She asked him, wondering if he knew she had peed her pants. "Your conversation with your mom. You two sometimes can talk a while, given I was here early. I just thought maybe she would want to keep chatting with you for a while longer" Luckily, Brandon was quick on his feet. He was able to come up with that reply quickly. In reality, he was shocked at how quickly she could get changed and cleaned up from her accident. "Oh yeah, heh. I was excited to see you, so I wanted to keep it short." She told him. "Phew, he didn't see," she thought. "Phew! She doesn't know that I saw her. Should I say something about it?" Brandon thought. I might ruin the evening, but it could also be a chance for them to grow closer.
  13. Watch this space for new pages of this free addition to the growing library of Trina tales. In this little anecdote she rushes home because she naturally needs to go, but this is a bad day to be riding a motor bike because it starts pouring rain - enough to leave her totally soaked in seconds. And you can probably guess that rain water isn't the only liquid that will be wetting her pants today 😉 The conclusion will be available early as part of an upcoming comic bundle with other entries in the Trina collection. For those of you who want to read her omorashi adventures and haven't bought any yet this will be a perfect way to get several stories about her all at once for one low price. But for all her existing fans who've purchased her other adventures already this one will be available on here not too long after!
  14. Hi! I’m from Qc,I speak French but I can easily speak English ! I’m looking for new friends! my interests are : diaper, wetting, pet play,abdl,bed wetting ,bdsm,role play ! Hit me up in private if you want to talk 😊
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    EE-764 - Desperate schoolgirls waiting in line to pee. In terms of wettings there is one girl who wets herself in file EE-764-01 And one girl who wets herself waiting in line in file EE-764-02 Even after wetting herself when it finally gets to be her turn to use the bathroom she still pees alot in the toilet. Enjoy
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  16. View File Cheeky British Blonde Girl Wets Diaper In Car This is my new favourite diaper video, I'm pretty sure I found it here and it had already been uploaded but I edited the two videos together into the one and converted them to mp4. We start seeing a British girl in the car not wanting to get out in the rain and saying that the rain makes her want to wee and telling us that she is about to wee with her diaper showing. After she wets she flashes her wet diaper out the window and plays with it before changing and then she shakes her old diaper on the street to show people around her. Submitter LeakyLavender Submitted 06/09/2024 Category Female  
  17. Sooo it's been a while since I've posted something on here. 😅 But I've been working on this for a while and it's to a point where I can slowly post. Well, the beginning at least hehe. In the meantime, for those who might know the story, Jillyverse hasn't been abandoned! New chapters will be posted to that soon. :3 While you're here, please enjoy Zoe's adventures~ I've certainly enjoyed writing them. xoxo, Avery *** Chapter One: The Letter Zoe couldn’t pay attention to what was happening in her no matter how hard she tried. The week had gone well enough, she managed to get through her classes, was sure that she had aced her exam in her Reference and Information Services class, had gone out with her friends the night before, but with the weekend rapidly approaching, Zoe was a bundle of nerves. She had no idea what possessed her to leave her parents a letter before she returned to school. Perhaps it was the thought of the upcoming holidays or the fact she just really needed to write things down, but confessing to her parents that she liked wearing adult diapers as a coping mechanism for anxiety in a letter suddenly felt like a horrible idea. Maybe they had never even found the letter. Nothing was said, after all, so maybe everything was okay. The first person to notice that something was bothering her was her roommate Angelina, who had been staring hard at her a few days prior. It was like Zoe thought about the letter all the time, but when she wasn’t distracted well enough, it was all she could think of. “What’s wrong with you?” Angelina asked, jumping onto Zoe’s bed and cringing at the dull creak of protest it made at her sudden weight. “Nothing,” Zoe answered with a huff. “Oh, please,” Angelina said. “You’ve been staring at your computer screen for ages and haven’t scrolled even once.” She leaned over the top of Zoe’s laptop. “And you’re not even watching a movie, so…what gives?” Zoe could only shake her head in response, prompting a heavy, slightly frustrated sigh from Angelina. “Fine,” Angelina said, closing Zoe’s laptop with a sharp noise. “Then we’re going out. I’ll text the others.” Even though the last thing Zoe wanted to do was go out, she begrudgingly went. She was relieved that none of them questioned the slight waddle she had from the diaper she insisted on wearing out. Who knew that a simple dare during a game of Truth or Dare at a party would have led to this? At the end of class, Zoe checked her phone with a slight frown. After not hearing much from her parents all week, the only notification from her dad saying to be safe on her way home left her on edge. What were her parents thinking? The return home felt longer than usual. The clatter of the train’s wheels against the track seemed to be just as discordant as all of Zoe’s thoughts. The landscape blurred much like her racing thoughts. The closer she was to home, the more anxiety settled into Zoe’s entire being and she felt herself practically bristling with the anticipation of what could possibly be coming next. As the familiar landscape of her hometown came into view, Zoe felt herself dreading the thought of even entering her home. Slowly the trees and the rolling fields of rural America started to make way for the houses Zoe grew up with. As the train barreled into the suburbs of Zoe’s hometown, the long journey home nearly came to a close, and Zoe couldn’t help but heave a deep sigh. It meant that she only had around 10 minutes before her train would enter the station and she could feel herself at the edge of panic, a place she couldn’t say she was unfamiliar with. Zoe could feel the familiar waves of anxiety coursing through her body. As much as she didn’t want to be, she couldn’t help but become a little frustrated by herself. It felt as though her brain had decided to completely forget the years of therapy she had along with the grounding techniques she had learned. She had been diagnosed with anxiety for a long while, basically for as long as she could remember. Between her therapy and the techniques she learned, she had mostly found a rhythm that worked for her. She felt as though she had been doing a great job at keeping her anxiety at bay and keeping it mostly under control. In her humble opinion, even with all of the changes of university life, she had been keeping an excellent grasp on it. The things she learned helped keep most of her anxiety at bay most of the time, but unfortunately, today wasn’t one of those days. Today was different. As the train slowed down into the station, Zoe felt the burger she ate earlier weigh heavily in her stomach. She could feel her stomach twisting into even more painful knots, swirling its contents as if she was a cauldron and a witch was working on a bubbling brew. Zoe could feel the start of the coughs she tended to get when anxious and tried to push them back. She knew that if she started, it wouldn’t end well for her. It wouldn’t be the first time everything in her stomach decided to come back up from being too anxious, but the nausea was perpetual and wasn’t helping in the least. With a screech, the train came to a rolling stop and Zoe got up from her seat to disembark with the large crowd that was gathering at the doors. It wouldn’t be too long before she would arrive home. Zoe tried very hard to stop her little coughs that seemed nearly impossible to go away once they started as she disembarked. It was busy at the platform and in a daze, Zoe made her way through the massive throngs of people with her weekend bag in tow. No matter how much Zoe tried to be rational and think about what lay ahead, nothing seemed to make her feel better. Surely her parents had to have read her letter. After all, she had put it in a place that she knew they would find it. But what if they hated it? What if they hated her? As the tell-tale little coughs grew in their intensity and started to wrack her body, Zoe rushed out of the trainstation as quickly as she could. She made a beeline for the nearest bushes, deeply regretting her choice of greasy comfort food. Taking a sip from her water bottle to clear the taste from her mouth, Zoe made her way to the bus station in a far bigger daze. It was almost like she was looking at herself from above she thought as her mind began to wander as the worry of the fact she would be home soon took over. In fact, it felt like no time had passed at all before Zoe found herself back home. She was so caught up and lost in her thoughts that her body seemed to have malfunctioned and gone on auto-pilot. The next thing she knew she was standing at her parent’s doorstep in the outer neighborhoods of Topeka, Kansas. Zoe blinked a couple times as she wasn’t entirely sure how she ended up where she was. She vaguely remembered getting on her bus, but everything was a haze. Before Zoe could reach into her bag to fumble for her keys, the door opened and Zoe’s eyes shot up to meet the gaze of whoever dared to disturb her final moments of peace. “Hey, Zoe! You’re here,” Zoe’s mom said with a warm smile. She opened the door wide, beckoning for Zoe to enter and closing the door behind her. “You got back home just in time for dinner. Go drop your things off and wash your hands and join us in the dining room.” Zoe stared owlishly at her mother’s back as she disappeared into the dining room where the strong scents of dinner were wafting her way. It was all very strange, Zoe thought. She expected a completely different reaction from her mother – a tension that could be palpable and obvious. But instead, her mother was acting as if nothing was different and that she hadn’t laid out the most difficult letter of her life. Zoe didn’t understand. Dinner was mostly the same as usual, the air still very much the same as it usually was. Zoe could barely eat from her stress while conversations flowed around her like usual. She managed to give a quick rundown of how her week had been, but a lot of it came out in awkward stutters and jumbled thoughts. It was a sure sign that her anxiety was at an all time high, and her parents shared a knowing look but didn’t say a word. Everyone at home knew the moment her thoughts and words weren’t coming clearly meant that she was at the height of her anxiety. Zoe could feel Zara, her younger sister, staring at her questioningly, but didn’t ask what was wrong. Zoe had a love-hate relationship with her younger sister. It wasn’t always easy to deal with her, the age differences between the two of them somehow like a massive mountain at the ages of 19 and 14 respectively, but it was enough to drive a small wedge between them every so often. It wasn’t like things were anything like they were when they were both under 12. Becoming teenagers had changed everything. But the rule at home was that Zoe’s anxieties were not discussed during dinner, so Zara didn’t dare to ask what was going on. Zoe couldn’t say that she hated the rule and was especially grateful for it that night. At least it meant that she didn’t have to make up an excuse for why she was struggling so much. After dinner, Zoe’s mom cleared her throat, giving Zara a tight smile. “Zara, if you don’t mind, me and your father need to speak to Zoe. We would appreciate it if you went to your room,” she said sweetly, but with a tone that implied there would be no further questions. “And please don’t come back down until we say so, okay?” “Okay,” Zara said, slowly standing up from the table. When she was past her parents, she looked back at Zoe with another look and mouthed, “What did you do?” Zoe only shook her head in response, keeping her head low as her parents stood up and started to make their way to the living room. “Zoe? Come join us out here,” their mother said. “There’s something that we need to talk about.” Zara remained rooted to where she stood for just a moment, a look of silent glee crossing her face as the color drained from Zoe’s face. She didn’t care about the fact that Zoe felt like her lungs had an iron vice crushing them in and that someone was sitting on her chest making it difficult to breathe. All Zoe knew was the time she had been dreading had arrived and hot tears burned at the corners of her eyes. She was not ready. “Zara, go upstairs!” Zoe’s mom shouted, her tone a little sharper. “And Zoe, get over here.” But Zoe couldn’t move. It was as if she had forgotten how to control her brain which was malfunctioning to the point where she couldn’t move any of her limbs. All Zoe could do was focus on the soft hiccups that escaped her lips followed by her coughs as she slowly started to hyperventilate. She was distinctly aware of how she felt her dad’s strong arms wrapping around her, basically carrying her to the couch. As hot tears spilled from the corners of her eyes, Zoe found herself meeting the concerned and comforting gaze of her mother who pulled her in close, rubbing soft circles of her back. It was something that worked well when Zoe was a small child, and it still worked. The combined comfort of her dad’s soft spoken words mixed with the calm, steady heartbeat of her mother and her gentle back rubs slowly calmed her down. First Zoe’s breathing calmed and then, finally, the tears that flooded her eyes eventually stopped. “Are you okay, sweetheart?” Zoe’s dad asked, meeting her somewhat more focused gaze over her mother’s shoulder. He studied her face closely, relieved to see that the wild-eyed panic had seemed to have subsided just a bit. “We’re so sorry, Zoe,” her mom continued gently. “If we had known you were this stressed out, we would have called or texted or something. We really appreciate the fact that you reached out to us.” Zoe’s mom gently pulled away, keeping her hands on Zoe’s shoulders to look at her at arm’s length. “But I also have to admit that we were both confused. And we were equally confused by your confusion. This just doesn’t come out of nowhere.” “Yeah, it wasn’t exactly something we expected,” Zoe’s dad added with a slight chuckle in his rich baritone. Suddenly Zoe’s mom shot up, glaring at something at the living room doorway. “Zara, for the love of God, if you’re not back upstairs in five seconds and stay there for the rest of the evening until I say so, so help me, your birthday won’t be for a very long time coming.” Zoe looked up at her mom with wide-eyes, but she shook her head in response. She sighed after a few moments before sitting back down. “Sorry about that, Zoe,” her mom said with a grimace. “I-I don’t want her to know,” Zoe stuttered out, a clear sign that her anxiety was still present and hadn’t gone away. “I understand that,” her dad answered. “And we won’t tell. We promise. But where does this come from, zoe?” “It…it calms me down,” Zoe admitted. “Clear sentences, love,” Zoe’s mom gently reminded her. “What does that mean?” Taking a deep breath, Zoe continued without her persistent stutter. “It all started with a stupid game of Truth or Dare. My dorm had a party just before mid-terms because we were all stressed. We just wanted to do something fun because studying sucked. I didn’t realize how hard classes were going to be, so when I found out there was going to be a party, I took it. There was no drinking, I promise,” Zoe added quickly. “Anyway, everything was fine. We were just playing music but then someone suggested we play Truth or Dare. “I wasn’t even the first person to get the dare, but someone on the floor thought it would be funny to send some of the others samples of diapers since all they asked for was an address and and e-mail, so it was like a prank. We all thought it was funny, and I think just about everyone on the floor received them at some point, some more than others with just a letter in their name changed or something. So, when it came to be Jeremy’s turn to make a dare, he told Adriana to wear one of the diapers. I believe around half of us were wearing them at one point, but then when it came back around to me, Laura told me to use it.” “Did you?” Zoe’s mom interrupted with alarm, eyes growing wide as saucers as Zoe’s face turned bright red. “No!” Zoe said quickly. “Not in front of the others.” “So you did later?” “Not right away,” Zoe admitted, her face growing impossibly more red. “I kept the one from the party and just started putting it on to wear it while in my room. It, uhm…it just made me feel safe because of how snug it felt. It felt like it was holding me together like a hug almost.” Zoe took a deep, shuddering breath. She was still overly anxious by the entire situation even though her parents weren’t reacting nearly as negatively as she feared. “I don’t know why, but they give me a sense of safety and comfort,” Zoe said, wrapping her arms tightly around herself, almost as if she was trying to emphasize the point. “It helps with my anxiety, but it was also stressing me out a lot because it was a secret. I felt like I needed to tell someone, and I didn’t know who to tell.” Zoe’s mom studied her for a brief moment before pulling her into a hug, rocking her gently as she did so. “We appreciate you telling us so much. Can we ask some question, though, love?” she asked, leaning back so that she could look at Zoe. “Uhm, I think so,” Zoe said quietly. “We’re just trying to understand you,” Zoe’s dad said, his tone reassuring. “It’s all a bit new to us and we thought a lot about your letter over the past week. We weren’t sure how we wanted to approach it, but we just didn’t – or don’t, rather – understand what all of this means for you. So, this is us trying to do that now.” “So, let’s start with the simple questions first,” Zoe’s mom interrupted. “How long have you been wearing them?” Zoe had to think a little before answering. “A while,” she admitted. “Almost two months now, I guess.” She grimaced at her parents eyes went wide. “So then you really started wearing them after your mid-terms?” “Yeah.” “Did you ever, uhm…wear them while you were here at home?” “No!” Zoe said quickly, shaking her head vigorously and feeling her face flush. “No, never. I was too scared that you’d find out,” she admitted in a voice barely higher than a whisper. “It’s been eating at me, just always worrying. Especially at school when I didn’t want people to find out there either.” “Oh, honey,” Zoe’s dad said gently. “We were wondering what it was that had you so pent up for weeks now. We were worried, but you’re so far away during the week that we couldn’t really find the time to ask. We thought that maybe it was just stress from your classes, but you never seemed to mention having any issues there.” There were a few more questions that were asked – did anyone else know, did anyone suspect, did she want to tell other people - but Zoe was growing more and more exhausted by the minute. It was normal that her anxiety would make her incredibly tired and the addition of the panic attack tended to wipe her out completely. Tonight was not any different in that respect. Zoe was halfway through explaining that she really felt that her wearing diapers was just something that made her feel comfortable while being not completely in control, but also being able to maintain it when she drifted off with her head resting against her mom’s chest. Between her parents, they managed to lay Zoe down so that she was laying on the couch with her head resting in her mother’s lap and legs and feet across her father’s, just as they had done when she was a lot smaller. They just looked at each other for a moment, still extremely lost by the entire situation, but also starting to understand a little more. “So, Zack, what are we going to do with this?” Amelia, Zoe’s mother, asked. “We’ll support her, of course,” Zack replied with a slight shrug as he gently rubbed Zoe’s legs. “If she is happy wearing diapers then we just let her wear them. It’s not hurting anyone and it’s not like she came home saying that she’s doing cocaine. I just don’t understand what Zoe means about the control thing?” “I think that’s something that we’ll need to figure out,” Amelia sighed as she brushed Zoe’s hair back away from her face. “That and we need to figure out what exactly we tell Zara. But I think I have an idea. The holidays are in a few weeks, so we could put Zo back in diapers and we’ll control it for her, and see how it goes. We keep at it for the holiday, and after that we’ll talk to her about it and see how she feels. Things can change and maybe she’ll feel like she doesn’t like it as much, but we’re starting at square one.” Zack thought about it for a moment before nodding. “I think that’s a good idea,” he answered. “But we’ll talk it through with Zo tomorrow before we decide anything.” He sighed, looking down at Zoe. “For now I think we should at least get her upstairs and in her bed. I don’t think she’ll be too comfortable down here.” With some very careful maneuvering, Zack was able to pull Zoe into his arms and made his way upstairs to put her in her room. Amelia remained where she was on the couch, thinking hard. She hadn’t expected things to change so drastically and so suddenly, but she thought she knew what to do.
  18. Disaster, this is simply a DISASTER! How did this happen? How did things get to this point???? Alastor mentally screamed to himself tied to Vox's electrical wires, writhing in search of freedom. Vox laughed uncontrollably, he was all hurt and without his jacket, Alastor was no better, the sleeves of his jacket were down, the only thing holding his jacket to his body by the wires pressing against his body. His face was full of cuts like his clothes and his hair was a complete mess, Al growled at Vox as the TV demon's laughter attack seems to be over. Vox turns to Al like an old cartoon villain and looks down on him, as if he's just won a years-long war. - You know, even though you were so weak, you still gave me trouble, you must say that I'm impressed, Al~ Alastor roars at Vox saying his "nickname" in such a sweet way, that actually makes it sound much more bitter than anything. - Only 4 people can call me like that, and the last time I checked, you were no longer on the list... Vox frowns on Alastor's speech, he was already on that "selective list" and it would be a lie say that he didn't want to be on it again, or say that he doesn't feel bad outside of it. - Anyway, I think now that I've captained you we can start the real game... Vox speaks and snap his fingers, causing a lever to suddenly emerge from the ground, Alastor is surprised and his body trembles slightly in anticipation of what will happen. A little memory of his other problem, bathroom, he had time to go to one since in the morning, first his affairs with the hotel, then Lucifer tormenting him and then... Vox... god, thinking about it now, this position he's in is very uncomfortable... Maybe he shouldn't have had 3 cups of coffee in the morning, he thinks to himself trying to adjust his position even though he's trapped in Vox's electrical wires. Vox laughs that Alastor is still trying to free himself. - Don't even try Alastor, you're too weak and I'm STRONGER hahahaha- - Could you stop your maniacal laughter already? doesn't suit you, and it's making my ears bleed because it's so loud... Vox quickly blushes at the comment, it's been so long since he spoke to Alastor face to face that normal comments leave him bewildered... - OH NO >YOU< SHUT UP! FUCKING HYPOCRITE, YOU LAUGH LIKE A PSYCHOPATHIC CLOWN DON'T COMPLAIN ABOUT ME!!!! - hey hey, calm down picture box, we've been fighting for half an hour, how do you still have the strength to scream like that? - URH I'm not an old man like you Mr Victorian... - Excuse me?- - IT DOESN'T MATTER NOW! The sudden and surprising, louder scream than the others, makes Al's ears fall a little and makes him squirm as if he wants to turn into a ball. - What matters now is that... this beauty of a lever will make you scream... - ? You screaming like a bitch wasn't enough? - OH COME ON- URGH- No... Not this way... Alastor raises an eyebrow in confusion. - In case you haven't noticed yet, those wires you're wrapping are electrical wires and well... That's the lever that connects those wires... Al's look suddenly has a huge realization, oh no, he's fucked... - I think you're not that ignorant, right, radio demon? hahaha Vox laughs softly, with a manic smile on his face. - You will feel a huge wave of energy through your body, will hurts so much you're going to BEG me to stop, and you know what I'm going to say? "No Al, feel how I felt..." Alastor feels a drop of sweat run down his face, his bladder jumps with worry, could he handle this? his wound from the battle with Adam is nowhere close to being 100% healed, will he... be okay?... Vox place his hand calmly on the lever, and smile warmly at his "friend". - Ready? No? Good~ Vox then pulls the lever and a large electrical wave hits Alastor, he tries to contain his screams but Vox increases the intensity of the shock until Alastor screams. - AHHHHHHHHHHHH STTTTTTTTOP THI-IS! WHO DO YOU THHHINK YOU A-ARE!? WHAT DO YOOOOOOU THINNNNNK YOU ARE-E D-D-D-DOING!?!? Vox laughs at the situation by laughing at Alastor. - It hurts? I felt worse when you abandoned me, and dumped me for that... shitty little hotel... Alastor doesn't even hear Vox, he just feels his bladder begging for relief while his body is almost in shock, but as any idiot knows, liquid and electricity are things that don't get along... If Alastor lost control and let a few drops come out... the shock would be 100 times worse.... Al tries, he really has to hold back his screams, it hurts so much, Vox's comments about his "suffering life" just make everything more agonizing, Alastor couldn't believe that all of this was because he lost to Adam, damn pride that made him not pick up an angelic weapon to fight... Alastor squirms, crossing and uncrossing his legs, his head was going crazy and his legs seem to have followed the level of madness and decided to move on their own. Vox observes this and finds it a little strange, yes the shock was strong, but it is still Alastor we are talking about, He shouldn't have pain so easily... - hey hey, is the shock too much for the little deer? Are you going to beg me to stop now? Alastor doesn't respond, not because he has nothing to say, but because he's afraid of leaking if he puts any effort into something other than containing himself. Vox reacts badly to this, increasing the frequency of shocks. - YEEE, ST-TOP IT RIGHHHHHT NOW! YOU WO-O-O-ON'T LIKE WH-WHAT YOU GETTTTTT AFTER THIS-S!!! - oh no? Vox in response further increases the frequency of shocks. Turning your face to pick your nails while talking about yourself again, until the screams started to get even LOUDER, and then turning to see what was happening. - what? I didn't even increase the frequency- Vox blinks at the scene in front of his eyes, yellow drops fell to the ground and Alastor screamed louder and louder... - Al... did you just?- Alastor diverts any visual account with Vox, shame takes over him, being kidnapped and tortured is one thing, but peeing his pants in front of Vox... is simply mortifying... Vox feels a giant wave of compassion hit him, has Alastor reached the point of getting wet? he went too far... He tries to talk to Alastor, but the shock of the vision he is seeing is so strong that he ends up tripping over the lever and increasing the intensity of the shocks even more. Alastor screams at the top of his lungs as a waterfall of urine runs down his pants and drips onto the floor, the liquid on his body only making the shock worse, tears of pain can be seen in his eyes, It hurts, it hurts so much, and shame makes it worse. His is face red for the shocks? or for the shame? He doesn't know for sure, maybe it's both. His bladder empties after a few seconds, seconds that are admired by Vox, as such a clear moment of the demon's vulnerability. As Alastor screamed in pain, Vox finally came to his senses and deactivated the lever. Alastor feels his body relax, which makes a few last drops hit the floor, Al lowers his head, not showing his face to Vox, Vox blushes with the imagination of how Al's face looks like at the moment, he releases Al. Alastor falls in the floor, still shaking in pain and in his own puddle of pee, refusing to make eye contact with Vox, Vox turns, grabs his jacket and says before leaving. - You can leave if you want... Al shakes as the door closes, and Al moves his shadows out of there. And Vox is alone, in his room with Al's recording, he couldn't publish this, it seems too cruel, even for him, no... let's leave it as it is.
  19. Chapter 1: This is a joke, right? Lisa was wandering around her house frantically, getting ready to leave for work. She couldn't find half of what she needed and was about to miss her bus. Finally finding the all-important house keys, she ran out the door, locking it behind her. She sighed in relief and ran down her driveway to find a small package by her mailbox. "That's odd," Lisa thought, "I haven't ordered anything recently." She deposited the package in her purse and hurried to the bus stop just in time to catch the 12, the only bus that stopped near her work. Once taking her seat on the near-empty bus, she pulled out the box and examined it. Only her address was written on it, so she had no way of knowing where it came from or if it was meant for her. She ripped off the tape to be welcomed by bubble wrap. "This is adorable!" Lisa thought as she unwrapped the rest of the package, she saw a cute bracelet with green marble-like rocks. After putting on the bracelet, Lisa spotted a note in the box. Unfolding it, she began to read it. "To whoever receives this bracelet, I am sorry, I just couldn't take it anymore. This thing has ruined my life. I don't know where it came from but received it one day. After a few days of wearing it, I discovered this thing can grant wishes when you say "I wish.." THIS IS NOT A GOOD THING! I swear it's like a monkey's paw. You won't notice it at first, but if you aren't careful, it'll ruin you over time. You can't take back a wish once it's been made. If you are smart, you won't use it! Good luck and good riddance. Please be smart." Lisa laughed; this had to be a joke, right? The bus screeched to a stop, reminding her why she had been on the bus in the first place. Luckily for her, her workplace was only 2 stops away, so it took no time on the bus, but walking would take forever. She climbed off, thanked the bus driver, and went to the small office building in front of her. It was 5 stories high, which was small compared to the skyscrapers in the nearby area. Unfortunately for Lisa, she works on the fifth floor where an advertising company is located. So when the elevator is down, which happens often, an annoying journey up the stairs is required. Not fun in heels. "Please let them be working, please let them be working, please!" She spoke to herself as she turned the corner to where the elevators were. "Closed due to Maintenance" hung on the doors. "Danmit! I wish the elevator would just work." Suddenly, the door behind her opened as the elevator repair man walked out. "Then you got good timing. I just finished up," He told her. "Wait, are you serious? You have it working again?" Lisa's voice carried a mix of disbelief and relief. The repairman nodded, a faint smile playing at the corners of his lips. "Yep, just finished up. Good timing on your part." A surge of gratitude washed over Lisa. "Wow, talk about luck. Thank you so much!" "Not a problem," he said, stepping aside to let her enter the elevator. "What floor are you headed to?" "The 5th," Lisa replied, stepping in and pressing the button. "Ah, perfect. You're all set then," he remarked, moving to remove the maintenance sign. Lisa couldn't help but grin. "You've just saved me from a trek up a gazillion stairs in these heels. You're a lifesaver." The repairman chuckled, his eyes crinkling with amusement. "Glad I could be of service. Have a good one!" "You too! Thanks again," Lisa called as the doors slid shut, leaving her alone in the now-functioning elevator. Once on the 5th floor, Lisa rushed over to her desk; she was late enough as it was and didn't want to run into her manager or stop to chit-chat with a coworker and get busted. Setting her things down and taking her seat, Lisa sighed in relief. "Few, finally made it, and now what do I have going on today? Looks like I have a meeting in an hour in conference room 501." *Gurgle* "Shoot, I didn't have enough time to get breakfast. I wish I had breakfast; otherwise, this will be a long day." *knock* *knocK* "Hey, Lisa. Do you have a minute?" Looking up from her Computer, Lisa saw her coworker Sarah. "Hey, Sarah! what's up?" "I noticed you were running a little behind today, and you look like you could use a pick me up. I have an extra breakfast burrito I made this morning. Would you like it? If you heat it up for like 30 seconds in the microwave, it comes out amazing!" "Oh my god, you are a lifesaver, Sarah! Thank you so much. I had a hectic night last night; I'll tell you more about it at lunch." "Rain check, I'm heading out early today; I've got a doctor's appointment I need to go to, maybe tomorrow?" "I'll get back to you. I got to unbury myself; there's a ton of things I need to catch up on." Sarah's breakfast burrito was amazing and definitely hit the spot. Now being able to focus, Lisa spent her time before her meeting catching up on emails and direct messages and preparing for the meeting. The prep work paid off while in the meeting as she provided solid updates on the status of their latest project, but before returning to work, she had to stop by the bathroom for a pee break. Only to see that three other ladies were waiting for a stall to open up. "Can you believe how long these lines get during peak hours?" Lisa chuckled nervously, shifting her weight from one foot to the other. "Yeah, tell me about it," replied Sarah, her voice sympathetic. "I swear, I practically live in this line some days." A middle-aged woman in line with them nodded in agreement. "You'd think they'd install more stalls or something with how crowded it gets." Lisa chuckled, feeling discomfort as another wave of urgency hit her. "Yeah, that would be nice. Honestly, I wish I didn't have to pee so often." Sarah chuckled. "Yeah, it's just one of those things we women have to deal with, right?" Lisa nodded, trying to ignore the increasing pressure in her bladder. "Yeah, I suppose so." As they continued to wait, Lisa's discomfort grew. She shifted from one foot to the other, trying to distract herself from the urge to pee. But the pressure was becoming unbearable. "Come on, come on," Lisa muttered, hoping desperately for a stall to open up soon. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, one of the stalls became available. Lisa practically dashed inside, grateful for the relief it offered. The discomfort from her full bladder now a distant memory. She resumes her work with renewed focus, navigating the rest of the day's tasks without significant hiccups. As evening approached, Lisa gathered her belongings, ready to return home on the bus during the peak transit hours. She joined the bustling crowd at the bus stop, her mind preoccupied with thoughts of dinner and relaxation after a long day at work. The bus arrived, and she could already see from the outside that it was pretty full. Upon getting inside, she saw her suspicion was correct: no seats left, and she'd have to stand. As Lisa stood in the crowded bus, she felt a sudden, urgent need to pee. Panic surged as she glanced down at her new pair of pants, desperately not wanting to ruin them. The pressure in her bladder was unbearable, and she knew she wouldn't be able to hold it much longer. Without thinking, she frantically whispered, "I wish I had some way to protect my pants." Instantly, she felt a strange sensation over her, followed by a wave of relief as she felt herself peeing. But to her shock, her pants remained completely dry. At the same time, her crotch started to feel warm. Lisa's eyes widened in disbelief as she was peeing herself. She glanced around nervously, hoping no one had noticed her moment of weakness. But as she looked at her fellow passengers, she saw that they were all engrossed in their conversations or staring blankly out the window, oblivious to her predicament. Feeling both relieved and bewildered, Lisa cautiously reached down to touch her pants, half-expecting to find them soaked despite the lack of any wet sensation. But to her amazement, they were completely dry, as if nothing had happened. However, she noticed that her underwear seemed like they swelled up, absorbing the pee, as she could still feel the warmth, and even a bit of weight was now weighing them down. "What the heck is protecting my pants?"
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