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Author's Note: Hey guys/girls. Not only is this my first story on this site, it's my first fanfic PERIOD. Apologies if it's not the best. Hope you enjoy! Chapter 1: Walking in the Night Living in New York has its ups and downs. Evelynn needed a breath of fresh air. Being as popular and good looking as her, she expects many heads to turn her way. And of course, she always enjoys catching men (and women) staring at her ass. But after spending 6 hours walking around Times Square, even she got a bit tired of it. She turned around and noticed Ahri heading up the stairs. “Eve? We’re turning in for the night.” Ahri said, turning to face the popstar. “You coming?” “No, I think I’ll go on a walk first. I need to clear my mind.” “Aww, did one to many men try to ask you out today?” “Maybe,” Evelynn smirked, “Not that you’d know that feeling.” “You don’t have to be so mean!” Evelynn laughed. “Goodnight sweetheart!” Ahri pouted as she continued up the stairs. Evelynn chuckled at her clever response and made her way to the door. As she did, she felt a strong twinge at her bladder. She hadn’t gone in the past 6 hours, and was beginning to get fairly desperate. I’ll be fine. I can hold it, she thought. She stepped outside and felt the night breeze against her face. Taking a deep breath, she walked down the driveway and turned onto the street. As she walked, she thought back to the day’s events. In the evening, she and the girls had gone to Times Square for a bit of a “girls night out”. Being in Times Square, it didn’t take long before a group of girls recognized them. Thankfully, they were sure not to cause too much of a ruckus and not too much attention was attracted. As they talked, Evelynn's need for the restroom grew. She had neglected to use it before they left. By the time the fans left, Evelynn was ready to burst. She had suggested they head to H&M for some clothes shopping. As they entered the store, the girls all split up to search for different outfits. Evelynn immediately searched for a restroom. As she reached one, she leaked a little in her panties. She rushed in and found an empty stall. As she entered, she yanked down her panties, sat down, and released hours worth of hot pee. As the golden liquid rushed out of her, Evelynn felt a vast amount of relief, and even got a bit turned at how good it felt. She let out a moan, not caring if anyone heard her. Eventually, her stream decreased in intensity, and died off. Slightly turned on, Evelynn rubbed her thighs together to relieve some tension, and pulled up her panties. After she exited the restroom, she searched for the rest of the group. Evelynn continued to walk, the empty streets of Long Island with an occasional streetlamp provided a nice eerie background that she enjoyed. As she walked, her desperation increased. By this point, she was about half an hour away from the house. Evelynn was once again bursting at this point. On top of that, she felt a heavy movement in her bowels. Damn. I need to go. Can I even make it back in time? Evelynn thought. She was starting to get concerned, until she remembered her near-accident in Times Square earlier and how good it felt. Suddenly, a naughty smile creeped across her face. She stopped under a streetlight, grabbed herself and started doing a pee dance. At 2 AM, no one in the surrounding area was out or even awake at this point. Evelynn essentially had the streets to herself. After holding herself for several minutes, Evelynn’s bladder couldn’t hold it in anymore, and she started to pee into her black panties. Evelynn sighed in relief as she pressed her legs together and felt the hot liquid run down them and into her high-heels. The warmth it provides was welcome during the chill October night. After several seconds, Evelynn squatted down, and her pee began to pool around her ass and soak the bottom of her skirt. Evelynn moaned with pleasure as her golden liquid formed a puddle underneath her on the sidewalk. Evelynn stood back up as her stream began to taper. She once again felt her piss run down her legs as her stream died off. [messing warning] Already aroused, Evelynn turned her attention to the other matter at hand. She began to push her solid waste out. Evelynn grunted from the effort, but she felt her anus expand as the head of a turd poked out. Breathing heavily, Evelynn hiked her soaked skirt up, and pushed again. Her turd pushed its way out of her anus and made contact with her panties, its slightly lumpy texture arousing her even more. As she pushed, Evelynn hunched over and grunted as the log pushed against her panties, tenting them outward until it finally snapped off her anus. Evelynn straightened herself out, but hunched over again as a second turd began to push itself out of her. Evelynn moaned loudly as she pooped her panties on the street, her arousal reaching levels she’d never experienced before. After the second log ended, Evelynn was breathing heavily from the experience and her arousal. She stood there for a few moments before turning around to inspect her deed. Though she couldn’t get the clearest view, she could make out a lump in her panties a bit larger than her fist. With her mind in a horny frenzy, Evelynn placed her hand on the lump, and pressed on it. Evelynn shuttered as her mess began to press up her asscrack. At this point, Evelynn was too turned on to walk back, so she took off her jacket and bra, exposing her breasts to the outside. She continued stripping until only her panties remained, and moved her hand under her panties and began slowly rubbing her pussy. Overcome with pleasure, Evelynn collapsed and lied down in her puddle, still furiously masturbating. The mess in her panties spread around her ass as she continued to pleasure herself. “F-fuck, I’m such a d-dirty s-slut,” Evelynn studdered, getting lost in her own pleasure. With her free hand, Evelynn gave her exposed breast a squeeze, sending a shockwave of pleasure through her. Feeling an orgasm building up, Evelynn inserted 2 fingers into her pussy, and began pumping them in and out, causing her to moan loudly. Evelynn began breathing heavier as she got closer, and started fingering herself even harder. “Oh fuck! Oh fuck! I’M CUMMING!” Evelynn screamed in ecstasy as she reached her orgasm. Her body thrusted upward as she squirted her juices on the sidewalk. As her orgasm faded, Evelynn collapsed back onto the sidewalk, panting as she lied there in her messy panties. After laying there for a few moments, Evelynn stood back up and removed her panties, taking her mess with them. Might as well walk back nude. Evelynn thought as she collected her clothes. It adds a nice thrill. Exposing her naked body to the world, Evelynn began to walk back to the house, smiling at the discovery she just made. [To be continued]

Im trying to find two wettings that appeared on reality tv around the 2000s One which I find really hot is where a woman for whatever reason is dared to pee her pants, and she’s given a bottle of water, she chugs most of the water in the bottle, and eventually starts wetting herself, she then places her pee stream on the water bottle, letting some of her pee into the water bottle which she then proceeds to drink shamelessly Another one is some dating show in where a woman has a date and ends up peeing her pants during the date Any knowledge on these wettings is appreciated so that I can find clips and post them

In a small, quiet suburb, there is an office building with something that set it apart from every other one. It intentionally had no bathrooms whatsoever. Now, normally this would go against so many regulations they would be forced to install one before anyone started working there. However, according to those same regulations, or at least the officials paid off to grossly misinterpret them, it would actually be more accurate to say that the entire building is a bathroom. In an effort to get rid of bathroom breaks, company policy allows all employees to “do their business” wherever they please, and provides comprehensive cleaning methods to account for this. Let’s say you are the newest employee at this company. On your first day, you have already been made aware of this policy. During the interview, it was demonstrated to you by your interviewer pissing themselves on the spot. That was probably to keep candidates who might be opposed to it from causing a scene on their first day. You, however… well I don’t have to tell you how you feel about it. You walk in the front door and are led to a locker room of sorts, where you can change into your uniform. This room is one of the only places you aren’t allowed to make a mess in, as it functions sort of like an airlock. The uniform is a white button-down shirt, a pair of khakis, and dress-style shoes made of a flip-flop material with holes in the bottom all provided by the company. Undergarments are also provided. After you change into your uniform, your supervisor leads you to your workstation. It looks pretty much like any normal desk, but the chair is made of a waterproof material and no electronics or cables are placed below desk-height. Your supervisor goes over all the necessary details for you to start your work, which includes reiterating on the bathroom policy. Almost as if to emphasize that point, a dark patch starts to form on the crotch of their khakis and trickles down to the floor. You start to work as you would at any normal company, but eventually you feel the need to pee. You start to get up from your chair before remembering you can just pee where you are, so you do. You relax your bladder as a steady, warm stream dampens your pants and flows onto the seat. You aren’t left sitting in a puddle, however, as channels in the seat cushion redirect the urine towards a drain on the floor. Depending on how hydrated you are, this happens a few more times throughout the day, and perhaps in a few different places. While you’re in an important meeting, you prevent your full bladder from distracting you by peeing yourself right there, as your boss is presenting. Your boss even lets some loose while presenting. At the end of the day, you go into another locker room and place your soiled clothes into a chute to be cleaned overnight. There are showers here too, so you can clean yourself up. Once you are done showering, a door on the opposite side of the shower opens up into the room you came in through. Here, you put on the clothes you changed out of this morning and exit the front door, no evidence remaining that you soil yourself at work all day. Once you are gone, the floor of the building is sprayed clean and the chairs are wiped down, ready for the next workday. ———————————————— I came up with this silly little idea and thought I’d share it. My original concept accounts for messing, but I decided not to include it in the story since a lot of people aren’t fans of that. Would you work in this office? Do you have any specifics of how you think it would work or fun scenarios that could happen here?