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  1. Here is the next story. This story is different from past stories in HoloMess. I put Choco sensei in a dominant position over female student. Choco still poops her pants, but it's out of her own lust. I hope this interests all of you. Thank you. “M-Ms. Choco?” A weak voice emanated from the entrance to the nurse’s office. “Hmm? What’s the matter, dear?” Yuzuki Choco replied, her back still facing the scared high school student at the entrance. The scent that reached her nose already, but she wanted to tease the girl awaiting her help a little bit. “Did you hurt yourself?” Her sultry voice echoed in the room, devoid of anyone except the two bodies already inside. “N-no Ma’am, I-I…,” the girl managed to squeak, her knees shaking a little. “I had an… accident.” “An accident? And you’re not injured? What does that mean?” The demoness smiled as she turned to face the girl. “You look fine. What’s the problem sweetie?” “I… pooped myself…” The girl sobbed gently. “I see… how unfortunate. Let’s get some privacy for you.” Choco walked behind the girl and locked the door to prevent any unknowing persons from humiliating an already embarrassed schoolgirl. “Can you hand me your ID?” The high schooler complied and Choco went to her computer to get basic information about the girl from the school’s registrar. She then proceeded to lay plastic sheeting and various materials on one of the beds. “Come here.” The girl awkwardly waddled over to the nurse, careful not to move the mess in her panties around her butt more than it already was. “Can you turn around and lift your skirt for me?” The student’s eyes widened in shock as Choco continued. “I want to check the damage so I can get the right stuff to clean up with.” She lied through her teeth. She was just indulging her perverted thoughts. But as the person with power in the situation, the girl obliged. “I-is this good enough?” The student lifted her navy-blue uniform skirt to reveal her solid white panties. Or rather, what were formerly solid white, having been thoroughly stained brown in the back. The sexy nurse was taken aback for a second at the sheer amount of feces the poor girl had filled her underwear with. From an initial look, it appeared as though the girl had stuffed a softball down the back of her panties. “Y-yes, very well. I’m gonna take them off, okay?” The nurse asked. The girl only nodded her head in an attempt to hide her shame. As Choco lowered the soiled undergarments, she almost lost her composure at the sight. It was common for her to help students that had accidents in their pants, but usually they’d only wet themselves. Usually, no one ever messed themselves, especially to the degree she was witnessing in front of her. The panties were unsalvageable, and the girl’s butt was thoroughly caked in her own feces. “Let’s get you cleaned up,” Choco gestured at the bed before continuing, saying, “Lay down on your stomach for me.” The girl complied, exposing her messy, bare bottom to the open air above her, the smell having long filled the room. The busty woman could see a slight wetness around the girl’s privates, but decided not to comment on it, lest she get reported and fired for sexual misconduct. “Right, my fantasies are just that,” Choco thought to herself, returning her mental state to a state of work as she got to doing her job. She wiped down the girl’s behind gently with paper towels before going over her buttocks a second and third time with baby wipes to make sure she was clean. “Alright sweetheart, all clean. Turn on your back for me,” Choco instructed. The girl complied, her face now crimson with embarrassment from having her accident cleaned up by someone else. The nurse rummaged through a bag and pulled a white object from it, making the student’s eyes pop out of her head. “Ms. Choco!” The girl yelled, half in fear and the other half in anger. “I can’t wear that! I’m an adult! I graduate in a couple of months! I can’t be seen in that!” The devilish lady looked at the girl with a smirk as an evil plan came to her mind. “Are you that confident?” Choco provoked. “You’ve already messed your pants and came in here crying like a child. Now you claim your adulthood?” “It was one time!” the girl argued back. “Everyone’s bound to have something like that happen at least once, right?!” “Then can you prove it?” Choco challenged the girl. She swallowed a lump in her throat, knowing that she’s past the point of return. “W-what?” The senior student was taken aback. “What do you mean?” “I saw you’re participating in night classes to catch up with school work. As it happens I’m covering for the night shift as well. So, I propose a bet.” Choco tried her best to hide her lust as she rubbed her legs together. “A bet?” “Yes. I put the diaper on you. You will wear it starting now until you finish your night classes. When you’re done, you will go to my office and show me. If it’s clean and dry, you win. But if it’s not, you lose.” “Okay…” The schoolgirl was cautious but knew that she wouldn’t have another accident. She smiled at the nurse to save face. “What’s the stakes?” “If I win, you have to concede that you are nothing but a child. In addition, you will have to wear and use diapers for a whole week.” “What?!” The girl outburst. “I’m not done. I know you have night classes and that you live alone in the dorms. So when I say a whole week, I mean twenty-four-seven. You may not take them off for any reason without my permission. In addition, you won’t be allowed to change yourself. I will do that. You’ll come to my office or I’ll come to you in the dorms.” Choco finished explaining, placing the diaper on the bed in front of the girl. “Why would I agree to that?” “Well, let me tell you what you get if you win. In the notes of the registrar, I saw that you don’t have the best of grades and general performance. However, you seem to do alright on the track team. The coach owes me more than one favor, and I can use that to your advantage. If you win, I’ll get the coach to put you up for a sports scholarship.” Choco boasted her influence to the girl, causing her to panic. “Y-you’re twisted…,” was the only thing that would come out of her mouth. “Correct. Now, what will it be? Do you accept my terms?” Choco held her hand outwards in anticipation of the girl’s response, who pondered to herself for a moment. “This should be easy! I’m not some baby. I shouldn’t let a little accident stop me from missing an opportunity like this!” The high schooler regained her mental fortitude and took the nurse’s hand confidently. In that moment, something felt off, but she dismissed it after a few seconds. “I’m glad we have a deal. Now, if you’ll be so kind, I need to finish changing you.” Choco spread the girl’s legs and proceeded to put the diaper on her, taping it up and pulling her skirt down to cover the padding. As soon as the girl left the room, the demoness chuckled maniacally to herself. “That worked out just as perfectly as the other girls. Soon enough, the curse will kick in and she’ll wish she could take everything back.” What the high schooler didn’t know was that Choco did this to every girl who came into her office with wet or messy underwear. She would lure them into making a bet, and immediately curse them to ensure she won, giving her a diaper slave to play with for one week. Working at an all-girls school, Choco considered herself lucky. At least one girl a week would come in asking to be cleaned, so she was never in need of cute girls to indulge in her fetish with. With a smirk the nurse locked the door and sat on her office chair, a crinkling sound filling the room. Closing her eyes, she opened her lab coat and started rubbing at the padding between her legs. With a loud exhalation, the naughty nurse pushed on her bladder and bowels, soiling her own diaper with ease as she pleasured her womanhood through it. “I’m so bad… so depraved…,” she hummed to herself as her bodily functions ceased and she lavished in the incomprehensible warmth around her privates. The kinky woman took a hand under her shirt as she started massaging her breasts, the other hand moving from over the diaper to inside it, rubbing circles around her now soaked pussy. She moved her ass against her seat, squishing her freshly made mess against herself. This pushed Choco past her breaking point as she shuddered in an orgasm. “Heh, if I was discovered like this, I’d never find another job,” the nurse mused, laying in her bliss for a moment before cleaning up and continuing her “duties”. After all, there were a few girls she was expecting to be in need of a diaper change. Night had fallen upon the school Choco worked at and the nurse was lounging on one of the beds, browsing her phone in search of artists to commission until she heard a knock followed by some faint sobbing from the other said of the door. She smiled, knowing full well what was awaiting her. “Come in,” she said slowly, almost mocking in tone. As she thought, the girl from earlier in the day came, bawling her eyes out as she entered the office, locking the door behind her. “Did someone have an accident?” The girl did nothing but nod in place, tears rolling down her cheeks as she grapples with the fact that she was now doomed into wearing and using diapers for a week. Within a handful of hours, her adulthood had been fully stripped away from her and she was now nothing more than a baby. Choco patted the bed, beckoning the girl to come forwards. “You know what to do.” The humiliated high schooler looked away as Choco changed her diaper for the first time of what would be many that week. After a brief conversation setting ground rules, Choco gave the girl her number and sent her on her way in her clean diaper. As she left, the nurse began to pack up her own belongings to leave for the night. Just then, she received a call on her phone from Minato Aqua. “Hello?” Choco answered. Hearing the situation on the other end, the woman did her best to hold back from laughing. “Okay, okay, I’ll be right over,” she said before hanging up. “Two girls in one diaper, huh? How scandalous, even for me!” Choco belted out laughing. She knew she was in for a hell of a night.
  2. View File Kayla Taking A Peepee At School AI Upscale Upscale request of Kayla Taking A Peepee At School. Interesting video of a college girl getting surprised by a friend. Comparison images are as usual: Original -> Enhanced -> Enhanced+Upscaled To request an upscale please follow this guide: https://www.omorashi.org/topic/80763-ai-upscale-request/ Submitter maibigbutt Submitted 09/06/2022 Category Female  
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    Upscale request of Kayla Taking A Peepee At School. Interesting video of a college girl getting surprised by a friend. Comparison images are as usual: Original -> Enhanced -> Enhanced+Upscaled To request an upscale please follow this guide: https://www.omorashi.org/topic/80763-ai-upscale-request/
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    Upscale request of Love & Marriage & Poop from Youtube. Only one file here because the upscale has so few artifacts I didn't feel the need to include the enhanced version. I also posted this in the Female wetting category despite the content of the video being a guy who's trying to pee in peace, then his wife coming in later and pooping. If I need to move this just let me know. FYI: There is no visible peeing or pooping only sounds. Comparison images are as usual: Original -> Enhanced -> Enhanced+Upscaled To request an upscale please follow this guide: https://www.omorashi.org/topic/80763-ai-upscale-request/
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  5. View File Love & Marriage & Poop AI Upscale Upscale request of Love & Marriage & Poop from Youtube. Only one file here because the upscale has so few artifacts I didn't feel the need to include the enhanced version. I also posted this in the Female wetting category despite the content of the video being a guy who's trying to pee in peace, then his wife coming in later and pooping. If I need to move this just let me know. FYI: There is no visible peeing or pooping only sounds. Comparison images are as usual: Original -> Enhanced -> Enhanced+Upscaled To request an upscale please follow this guide: https://www.omorashi.org/topic/80763-ai-upscale-request/ Submitter maibigbutt Submitted 09/01/2022 Category Female
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    We got our cutie really desperately searching for a place to relieve herself . Finally she takes off her pants and the floodgates open she lets out a strong stream . Still aware of the surroundings she looks around and midstream she catches the cameraman she quickly stands up but she's still pissing . Leaking and spraying her liquid everywhere she attempts to run away still peeing and leaking and she gets all flustered up she literally keeps going as she runs away . ps: uploaded a better version
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  7. Our story takes place at Riverdale High, though to be more accurate the senior branch, which is ~2 kilometers from the main campus. To start we should first meet our characters, all of which you can control, or attempt to... your more of a voice in their head, so they only will do something if they can agree to it. The more a decision wins by the more likely you can convince them... so let's get started! Ms. Jones A younger teacher who just joined the school this year, her bladder is weak around C+, but her bowels are strong, so no messing with her (or anyone if you don't want it to happen). Being only 29 her seniors don't respect her authority in the slightest, who knows what would happen if she were to wet? Ms. Penny A assistant teacher, who's been working for years despite being only 35, her bladder is above average (around a A-), but sadly she can't say the same about the other waste. Her C- bowels have caused incidents before, luckily without an audience, because this she is experimenting with diapers, and always has an extra pair in the teachers lounge. Ms. Caroline Another teacher, older then the other two who's age is 46, she has two children, and because of this her bladder is weakened. She is below average on both fronts, but still pretty strong overall. Her bladder ranks at a B-, and so do her bowels. Principle Olivia The principle of the school, strong willed and tough, she built her way up from years of teaching, but started only allowing her to be principle at only 38. No one's ever seen her have any need at all, but she always seems to know who's in the bathroom and what their doing, and is willing to punish both teacher's and students with bathroom prevention. Her bladder and bowels are both A+. Keycard System To access the bathroom you must use an identity attached keycard, it won't open if your being punished, even if you don't know. You must file a log of your business in the bathroom... it's almost as if this isn't just a school. Upgrade System Your power and information are currently limited, but at the end of each school day you can upgrade them. Upgrades cost omo tokens which you can gain by causing an incident. This doesn’t have to be an accident, close calls, holding, and other options also give tokens. Generally the more interesting an incident is the more I generates. You start with the bladder and bowel gauge. Story The story starts in the next section but first... what is everyone wearing. All teachers have both a bladder and bowel meter, as well as an inventory. Certain stats can be boosted, nerfed with certain items. Items with effects that are generated by common sense such as skirts being easier to see up, and white pants being easier to stain are not added to the list. Clothing with Effects Tight Frilled Panties: Increases Bladder Gain Majorly, and Minorly Bowel Gain Diapers: Allows for no mess to be made (currently limited to Ms. Penny) Blue Leggings: Greatly increases bowel gain - they seem to glow Jeans: Against dress code - limits bathroom access (does not effect principle if she ever uses the bathroom) No Panties: Woah there, risky move - Decreases bladder strength greatly, and minorly decreases bowel size So, what is everyone wearing? Underwear (or none!), shorts, shirt, skirts, dress, whatever you want! I will randomize this stage, so submit your options, and I will randomize who picks the clothes for each. I will write the next part in 3 days, and probably release it in 4.
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    This is an incontinence supercut of all related scenes from a 2021 Chechen movie called "Unclenching The Fists”. The movie itself is 96 minutes, so this 32 minute cut is effectively a third of the movie. There are 2 versions here, one with subtitles and another without, other than that they’re both exactly the same. If you want to understand the full story you can find the movie online, but to make this supercut make as much sense as possible a “Spoiler” explanation/breakdown of what’s happening and why can be found below along with timestamps. This movie is about an adorable young incontinent Chechen woman named “Ada”, who is very meek and shy, often hiding herself or at least her face from people for various reasons, especially since she is very self conscious about her bladder issues. She lives with her ailing and controlling father and younger brother, along with her recently returned home older brother, all while navigating life with her chronic incontinence, (for which she wears adult diapers) and potential romance with a guy she likes. (If this sounds like the exact description of Masumlar Apartmani it’s because it almost is, although being a Chechen movie and not a Turkish soap it’s actually completely different in execution) As the incontinence and romance are much of the same subplot, (also like Apartmani) some bits of the romance plot have been included to tie it all together. “Spoiler” breakdown/timestamps 00:00 Movie title/intro, cut to Ada who is standing around hiding her face when the guy she likes calls to her, they talk, he gives her a candy bar and drives off. Then her younger brother shows up and asks her if he’s treating her right etc. 02:46 Ada is handing out candy to kids at the children’s clothing shop she works at. Her crush walks in and flirts, then her older sister comes in and tells her she’s blushing and to shut up and go for it. He flirts with her more and she’s resigned/happy to go spend time with him, but is then very uncomfortable when she sees him toying with her bag with the kids, since he doesn’t understand that her diapers are in the bag. They drive around, she needs to stop and go to the bus stop to change (which he doesn’t know or understand) but he insists on driving around and having fun, she can’t get out or show her face because she has to hide from people and her controlling father because "reasons", so she stays in the back and bounces around while he spins the car in circles. 08:55 Ada is with family at an outdoor picnic at night. After someone hands her phone back to her, she suddenly freezes and looks uncomfortable because she just wet herself. She goes to get changed, her father asks where she’s going and she pats her bag to indicate she’s changing into the diaper in it, then walks off. She’s finishes changing and sees her brother has come to find her and bring her home. 11:30 Ada and her brother are putting their ailing father down to rest, her brother is looking for a key when Ada asks why don’t they just leave? She tries to hide the key in her mouth but her brother wrestles it back from her, likely causing her to wet herself, she then gets very upset and starts to have a breakdown. As her brother tries to use the key in a neighbors door so he can use their phone, Ada tells him "I still pee myself like a baby” and pulls down her pants showing her brother her diaper. He feels bad and tries to pull her pants up but she fights him and pulls them down and runs off crying until her brother hugs her and she cries some more. 14:56 Ada is closing up the children’s clothing shop for the day when her crush/guy friend shows up and flirts with her more. She talks about people she’s hiding from and is worried about who’s outside. He flirts with her more and they start comparing scars. He has mild injury scars, she has scars from a terrorist bombing when she was young. (Likely the cause of her incontinence) He starts kissing her and pulls her pants down exposing her diaper, then slowly takes the diaper off and they start to have awkward first time sex. After a minute or so she tells him to hurry up, worried that she’ll have an accident. After another minute or so she does and audibly wets herself. (And on him). He tells her it’s fine and it was an old shirt that she peed on anyway, but she’s very embarrassed and runs off humiliated locking him in, then drives away with her family who just pulled up in a car. 23:00 After some vehicular issues her brother gets out of the car and carries their ailing father off. Ada looks around to see the coast is clear, takes a diaper from her bag, and starts to change in her seat while clearly upset. 24:08 Ada runs back to her shop and unlocks it, her guy friend gets out like “I thought you wouldn’t come back for me”, then takes her to hang out with his friends. 24:40 Cut to people fucking in a car, but it’s a fake out, pan to Ada watching sheepishly from another car. She talks to her crush about moving in with him. He goes swimming and after a while she gets in the water and talks to him. 29:20 Her brother and her have taken their controlling/ailing father to a more permanent hospital. Her brother tells her to change and they’ll be out. Supposedly without her controlling father who was paranoid of something happening to her, even in a hospital with an operation like how his wife died (who was in far worse shape apparently), Ada might be able to get surgery for her issues. She drives off with her brother supposedly to go to a hospital over a border now that she has her ID/passport back from her father. A wedding party drives past them. As they drive off on the bike, Ada (somewhat optimistically) drops her diaper bag on the road as if to say she won’t be needing it anymore. Movie ends.
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  9. I'm sucking back a bottle of water as I type this. Hoping the urge to pee comes before I finish typing. I will link a video. Long story short, I've got myself work as a farmhand somewhere beautiful, but a little out of town and running off grid. Solar panels, rain water etc. The woman who owns this property loves to party too, I have come across the odd camp ground with some stuff left behind. (Part of my job is to cleanup, I love it). She's not much older than me, so most of her friends are around my age or older. Although she recently separated with her now X and has to dial back on the partying he'd do too, because of what goes on with kids after divorce. Anyway, she's friends with DJs sorta thing, loves psytrance, there's more to it than just "partying" for her, think of it more like a musician who needs an outlet sometimes. Small crowd etc. But given her ex leaving her property is too much to manage on her own daily, so I've landed work here. (No I am not intimate with this lady, I don't think it's a good idea although some minor chemistry I feel, and im not gonna elaborate more on the job since that's not the point lol). So I spent today making the outside toilet a little more pleasant to use. Yes that's a candle, both for light at night and the smell. The couple times I've used it, it both stank pretty bad, and I got hard as a rock at the same time. Go figure the demon we all got in our heads aye. The stench of shit and piss, degrading constantly through rain and hot days, hole deep enough and soil pre prepared, where it will never actually fill up with less than 3 people using it daily. And the last couple years, it's use has been by party animals a little older than me... Every time, without fail since I started working here (I'll be living here too, so stay tuned), I've needed to go and take a dump, my cock has gotten rock hard. My nose completely filled with a stench I actually don't find pleasant but my dick seems to think otherwise. Or maybe there's some kind of pheromones from the urine of the women who have been here. Idfk. That, and I have a minor bi curiousity, that would only ever been explored under this fetish. Anyway, I've made this thunderbox a little more romantic. Meaning I cleaned it up, swept etc, threw some nice smelling leaves from a nearby tree, with oils that break stuff down, left a candle, guided a vine that's made its way inside along the frame, Yada Yada. (I'll probably be the one to use it the most from now on). This is both an attempt to stop my cock being hard as a rock every time I go to use the bloody thing, and ended up nearly peeing all over the curtain used for privacy, cuz usually both bodily functions occur at once. And to simply make it more pleasant for the odd guest the landlord may have over. It hasn't fully worked, so now, if I am hard, I aim my cock into my swim shorts, only pulling them up far enough to take a dump without leaving any on my shorts. I don't mind pee. (Love it actually). So I try and catch it all and let it pour out beneath me. I will post videos Ive left out nudity and any drastic details, for the straight men that may be reading this. I see you lad
  10. View File Unclenching The Fists (Incontinence Cut) This is an incontinence supercut of all related scenes from a 2021 Chechen movie called "Unclenching The Fists”. The movie itself is 96 minutes, so this 32 minute cut is effectively a third of the movie. There are 2 versions here, one with subtitles and another without, other than that they’re both exactly the same. If you want to understand the full story you can find the movie online, but to make this supercut make as much sense as possible a “Spoiler” explanation/breakdown of what’s happening and why can be found below along with timestamps. This movie is about an adorable young incontinent Chechen woman named “Ada”, who is very meek and shy, often hiding herself or at least her face from people for various reasons, especially since she is very self conscious about her bladder issues. She lives with her ailing and controlling father and younger brother, along with her recently returned home older brother, all while navigating life with her chronic incontinence, (for which she wears adult diapers) and potential romance with a guy she likes. (If this sounds like the exact description of Masumlar Apartmani it’s because it almost is, although being a Chechen movie and not a Turkish soap it’s actually completely different in execution) As the incontinence and romance are much of the same subplot, (also like Apartmani) some bits of the romance plot have been included to tie it all together. “Spoiler” breakdown/timestamps 00:00 Movie title/intro, cut to Ada who is standing around hiding her face when the guy she likes calls to her, they talk, he gives her a candy bar and drives off. Then her younger brother shows up and asks her if he’s treating her right etc. 02:46 Ada is handing out candy to kids at the children’s clothing shop she works at. Her crush walks in and flirts, then her older sister comes in and tells her she’s blushing and to shut up and go for it. He flirts with her more and she’s resigned/happy to go spend time with him, but is then very uncomfortable when she sees him toying with her bag with the kids, since he doesn’t understand that her diapers are in the bag. They drive around, she needs to stop and go to the bus stop to change (which he doesn’t know or understand) but he insists on driving around and having fun, she can’t get out or show her face because she has to hide from people and her controlling father because "reasons", so she stays in the back and bounces around while he spins the car in circles. 08:55 Ada is with family at an outdoor picnic at night. After someone hands her phone back to her, she suddenly freezes and looks uncomfortable because she just wet herself. She goes to get changed, her father asks where she’s going and she pats her bag to indicate she’s changing into the diaper in it, then walks off. She’s finishes changing and sees her brother has come to find her and bring her home. 11:30 Ada and her brother are putting their ailing father down to rest, her brother is looking for a key when Ada asks why don’t they just leave? She tries to hide the key in her mouth but her brother wrestles it back from her, likely causing her to wet herself, she then gets very upset and starts to have a breakdown. As her brother tries to use the key in a neighbors door so he can use their phone, Ada tells him "I still pee myself like a baby” and pulls down her pants showing her brother her diaper. He feels bad and tries to pull her pants up but she fights him and pulls them down and runs off crying until her brother hugs her and she cries some more. 14:56 Ada is closing up the children’s clothing shop for the day when her crush/guy friend shows up and flirts with her more. She talks about people she’s hiding from and is worried about who’s outside. He flirts with her more and they start comparing scars. He has mild injury scars, she has scars from a terrorist bombing when she was young. (Likely the cause of her incontinence) He starts kissing her and pulls her pants down exposing her diaper, then slowly takes the diaper off and they start to have awkward first time sex. After a minute or so she tells him to hurry up, worried that she’ll have an accident. After another minute or so she does and audibly wets herself. (And on him). He tells her it’s fine and it was an old shirt that she peed on anyway, but she’s very embarrassed and runs off humiliated locking him in, then drives away with her family who just pulled up in a car. 23:00 After some vehicular issues her brother gets out of the car and carries their ailing father off. Ada looks around to see the coast is clear, takes a diaper from her bag, and starts to change in her seat while clearly upset. 24:08 Ada runs back to her shop and unlocks it, her guy friend gets out like “I thought you wouldn’t come back for me”, then takes her to hang out with his friends. 24:40 Cut to people fucking in a car, but it’s a fake out, pan to Ada watching sheepishly from another car. She talks to her crush about moving in with him. He goes swimming and after a while she gets in the water and talks to him. 29:20 Her brother and her have taken their controlling/ailing father to a more permanent hospital. Her brother tells her to change and they’ll be out. Supposedly without her controlling father who was paranoid of something happening to her, even in a hospital with an operation like how his wife died (who was in far worse shape apparently), Ada might be able to get surgery for her issues. She drives off with her brother supposedly to go to a hospital over a border now that she has her ID/passport back from her father. A wedding party drives past them. As they drive off on the bike, Ada (somewhat optimistically) drops her diaper bag on the road as if to say she won’t be needing it anymore. Movie ends. Submitter DuffMan Submitted 08/21/2022 Category Female  
  11. Curse of the Crinkle Crate Composed by Horatio Husky Featuring and Commissioned by Kazard the Fox! Chapter 1 The Box I… Want… Couch Time… Now… were the thoughts of a certain blonde-haired fox, as he absentmindedly fumbled with the keys to his small, cozy home. His shoulders were slumped, and his eyelids half open in a vacant stare as he maneuvered his key into the lock of his front door. The day had been absolutely miserable, all of his clients had been in a bad temper when he spoke with them about their problems, and one of them even seemed to believe that the fox didn’t really know what he was doing. Of course, he knew what he was doing! He’d graduated top of his class by no small miracle, the fox was very talented at his work, but the lack of appreciation and frustration that was thrust upon him by his clients was not something studying could have prepared him for. At last, the key turned, and the door swung wide open, shouldering his bag he strode inside and carelessly dropped it in the front hallway, kicking off his shoes and closing the door behind him with a click, locking it once more. Give… Me… That… Couch… thought the fox once more, as he strode into his living room. However, his couch did not seem to be on the agenda just yet, for the fox almost tripped over a wooden box in the center of the room. Kaz was taken aback, how had this gotten in his home? He didn’t remember lugging a rather plain, heavy looking wooden box into his home. Its dimensions were around two feet by two feet, and a foot and a half tall. Kneeling down, his tail now twitching with apparent interest and curiosity he inspected it closer to find that its lid was hinged, with the front opening to the container facing towards him. What on earth… Did somebody break in and leave this here? He thought to himself, as he reached forward with a paw and tentatively opened the strange box. The lid thumped onto his carpet as he gazed into what was held within the strange item, and was even more confused to see that the box only contained two items in it. A thick square of plastic upon closer inspection Kaz found to be a white, adult diaper, and a note next to it, written in fancy cursive. He picked it up, his eyebrows furrowing as he perused through a short poem, a strange feeling of warmth he didn’t recognize bubbling up in his insides as he did so. For a year and a day obedient shall you be, To the rules and whims of the box at your knee, Letters and rules shall be provided from these wooden confines, Giving you instructions, tasks, items, and lines, And lest you not listen to my behest, Shall you not have your day-to-day be the best! For control and independence are no longer yours From now you’ll always be clad in diapers! Diapers? Control? Is this all some sort of prank that got delivered into my house that one of my friends managed to sneak in? He turned the note over and found that more was written on the back of it, this time not in the mysterious cursive font as on the front. The rules are simple, Kazard. For a year and a day you will be completely unable to control your bladder nor your bowel, making it that at any time whatsoever, you will completely and utterly mess and wet yourself anywhere you are. Within this box, you will find your solution to this new conundrum in your life, which you have agreed to participate in by opening this box. Whenever you open this box you will be supplied with plain white diapers perfectly matched to handle whatever punishment you give them. It is recommended that you also invest in other supplies related to padding, such as powder and anti-rash cream, but those are up to your discretion. You may try and not wear your diapers, but you will find that it is wiser to comply with the rules and keep yourself nice and secure; your continence will not return either if you do not obey the rules set before you. If you wish to communicate with the box, you must do so through a bargain written on a note to express your wishes. However, be warned: the box is liable to interpret and balance any request or boon as it wishes if whatever you offer is not of equal value, so it may be wisest to obey as instructed and keep yourself diapered at all times of the day, otherwise, the consequences will be severe. With that, we hope you enjoy your next trip around the sun padded up! This has to be a joke… Boxes that interpret poetry and supply diapers whenever opened? This isn’t even a funny prank, this is pathetic. The fox dropped the diaper and note back into the box with contempt, what a stupid thing to waste his time with. He got up, the couch now forgotten as his stomach rumbled its hunger aloud to the room. He padded over to the kitchen, turning the kettle on and rummaging through his dry food cabinet, retrieving a large bag of chips. He held the bag in his maw as he stretched, reaching up to the higher shelf to grab himself a chocolate bar. It was just out of his reach, and he strained, leaning against the counter to support his weight as he grasped after his sweet. The counter must have been wet, however, for he looked down as he felt something damp against him. The bag of chips dropped out of his mouth and onto the counter below him. The counter hadn’t been wet, no. It was he who had gotten wet.
  12. IT: Infant Tech By Horatio Husky Commissioned by Bolt Chapter 1: The Office Bolt readjusted his glasses. This was a nervous habit of his, which he would perform with relative frequency whenever he was working with unruly code. Sat in front of his desk, garbed in his normal office attire of dress shirt, black dress pants, classy shoes, and stylish bowtie, the husky was deeply immersed within the contents of his computer screen. The husky’s office cubicle was relatively orderly; a Newton's cradle and Rubik’s Cube served as the only available knick-knacks. The husky knew full well that too much desk clutter was a prime environment for distraction. Sometimes, however, a little distraction was necessary to allow his mind to wander just far enough for him to be able to get some perspective. He had been staring at his computer screen for about two hours straight at that point, and despite the blue light filter in his glasses he could feel his warm, brown eyes beginning to dry up just a little bit. A semicolon… really… that was the error? A sense of weariness suddenly overcame the husky. Moving his right paw, he delicately stroked his keyboard a few times until he had typed in the correction to his code. Bolt leaned back in his chair. He pulled down softly on his one droopy ear, another habit he often performed when deep in coding contemplation. Unseen, conveniently hidden in the break room by drawn blinds, two felines stood holding respective mugs of coffee. A caracal and tiger, the two giant cat species had their attention focused on the husky through a break in the blinds which the tiger held slightly open with an extended claw. Yuri’s had a singular protracted claw, his other paw holding the mug of joe in his paw with a firm, confident grip. Cinder, on the other hand, appeared to be every semblance of calm, cool, and collected. He lounged leisurely against the countertop, gazing down the bridge of his nose at the same husky that had just now caught his feline companion’s attention. “Another office crush, Yuri?” Withdrawing his gaze momentarily from gazing between the break in the blinds, the tiger gave the caracal his best withering look. Which, coming from a tiger, is quite an intimidating experience. The desert cat was left unphased, however, as he had been at the end of such an unflattering glance more often than not. Idly, he took a sip from his coffee mug and cocked his head to the side, his long, pointed ears flopping to the side dramatically. “Oh don’t look so grumpy, kitty cat. Shall I bring out the ball of yarn so you can feel better?” Yuri, who had grown used to the unwavering confidence that the caracal seemed to have a true abundance of, chose to ignore the comment and turn his attention back to staring at the husky. From his vantage point, he could see that the husky appeared to be well distracted and in the midst of work. Having only recently quit his temping position at the company, the husky was now able to exercise his full work ethic with the accompaniment of financial compensation. At this rate, he would be employee of the month in no time. Yuri’s golden, feline eyes pierced through the husky with a predator-like ferocity. Something inside of the tiger told him that not all was what it seemed with the newest member of IT. It was while Cinder was idly browsing through his phone, disappointed that he was unable to get a rise out of his tiger friend when Yuri gasped. Cinder knew this was important. Deftly placing his mug of coffee on the counter he pushed himself off the counter in a quiet, controlled leap landing right next to the tiger. “What is it?” He whispered softly, his feline instincts kicking in as the two cats’ slitted eyes narrowed as they gazed at the oblivious canine. Bolt sighed, stood up, and turned around to pick up a small laptop on the desk behind him. As he did so, an uncharacteristically large bulge in his rear end pressed against the seam of his pants. Cinder’s mouth dropped wide open, an uncharacteristically surprised face coloring the feline’s sharp, noble features. Yuri simply smiled, chuckling softly under his breath which came as a deep rumble inside of the massive cat’s throat. He spoke under his breath. “We got ourselves another one…” “This is the second one this month! How do they keep falling into our paws like this?” Yuri shook his head, a gratified smile across his muzzle as he placed a heavy, reassuring paw on the smaller cat’s shoulder. “Alright, like we did last time. I’ve still got the carseat set up and he looks pretty gullible. I think we’ll be having some good fun tonight, kitten.” Cinder blushed slightly towards the end of the tiger’s comment, knowing full well what the larger cat was referring to. It wasn’t so long ago that he had been the subject of the tiger’s cleverly designed trap. Yuri turned around, in a series of purposeful movements he drained the remainder of his coffee into the sink before depositing his mug on the dirtied dish rack. Taking out his car keys, he placed them on the countertop before departing. His striped tail floating majestically behind him, the muscular feline shouldered his way through the door of the office kitchenette and made his way over to the husky’s cubicle. Cinder had picked up the car keys, slyly lowering them into his pocket before silently exiting after the tiger, making his way towards the building’s garage level. The image of confidence, Yuri loomed over the husky casting a shadow over him. Bolt took quick notice of this, and turned around in his seat to gaze up frightfully at the intimidating fur in front of him, blinking several times. “Uhm… Can I-” “Yes, you can. I’m Yuri. It’s a pleasure to meet you.” The cat extended a massive paw towards the husky. Bolt, recovering quickly, smiled in kind and took it on his own, giving it a firm squeeze as he replied with a clarity in his voice that took even him by surprise. “Hi Yuri, I’m Bolt. The pleasure is all mine.” Confident little scrappy mutt, isn’t he? Ohhh I like him… This should be fun! Yuri’s smile broadened, now feeling a sense of genuine delight at having witnessed a confident introduction accompanied by a firm handshake. He didn’t much like wimps, even though he did enjoy putting them in their place. Cinder had shown significantly less bravado than the canine in front of him, and only after he had discovered the truth behind the tiger’s intentions did he warm up. No, this pup has spunk! It’ll be even more fun to see him crawl now… Still smiling, the tiger motioned with a jerk of his head towards the elevator that led to the garage level below. “Bolt, I’ve got a few computer towers in my car that I worked on over the weekend. I really would have no trouble transporting them myself, but if you come along it’ll only take one trip. How about we use it as an excuse to take a break from work with a little aerobic exercise and a friendly chat, hmm?” Understanding quickly, Bolt nodded and smiled congenially. Closing down his computer, he stood up and nodded indicating that the tiger should lead the way. Yuri turned, and began to make his way towards the elevator. Glancing back briefly, to ensure that Bolt was coming along. Given the size of the cat, Bolt had to take a step and a half for every step the tiger took. The subtle waddle the husky was unconsciously exhibiting slightly was now more apparent. Suspicions confirmed, the tiger turned to face forward with a look of satisfaction on his muzzle. “It’ll be the grey minivan, the company likes its Chrystlers.” Yuri spoke, his tone a low rumble as the two entered the elevator and the tiger pressed a button marked ‘G’ while Bolt nodded in response. The two stood silently in the elevator, waiting patiently for the lift to descend down to the parking garage several levels beneath the ground floor. The company building itself was relatively massive, sporting fourteen proud stories above and three below. The two were stationed on the fifth floor, so the descent was relatively brief. Ding! The elevator doors opened to reveal rows of sparsely populated parking spots, the smell of concrete with a hint of car exhaust hitting their nostrils as Yuri led the way. “I’m parked towards the back.” He stated simply, his smirk hidden behind his turned back as he heard the husky behind him pick up speed to keep pace with him. Everything is running smoothly… “Alright, take a look at what I’ve got here for you!” Speaking confident, he opened the passenger side door with a flourish to reveal what was inside. It took Bolt a moment to process what he was seeing. In front of him appeared to be a baby’s carseat, except no ordinary one. This particular seat looked large enough to comfortably seat him, with an impressively robust five point harness that looked as if not even Yuri would be able to break through it. Stunned, the husky stood open mouthed for a few seconds while he tried to process what he was looking at. This was exactly the opportunity that Yuri and Cinder were looking for. “Now, before we get you snuggly buckled up for your car ride little guy, let’s check something really quick.” Unable to react in time, Yuri placed his hands underneath the husky’s armpits and raised him up effortlessly. Taken by surprise, Bolt let out a whimper while his legs dangled helplessly behind him. As suddenly as he had been picked up, he felt something fiddling with the front of his belt buckle. Twisting around, his cheeks burning bright red, he was able to catch a glimpse of the Caracal he had seen wandering around the office earlier trying to undo his pants. At last he succeeded accompanied by an exclamation. “Aha! There we are.” His pants now around his ankles, Bolt’s choice of underwear that morning was now on full display for both of the large cats to examine. “Just as I thought, we have a little puppy on our hands.” Yuri stated, a condescending but not unkindly tone in his voice. Bolt was now blushing furiously, his tail curled between his legs in a vain attempt to hide the large, white diaper that hugged his waist snuggly. It was apparent to both of the onlookers that it was designed with both comfort and absorbance in mind, as a trail of puppy paws ran from the front middle all the way through the back. “You won’t be needing these, I don’t think.” As Bolt spluttered, an overwhelming feeling of helplessness and smallness washing over him as he continued to be held up in the air, Cinder delicately disentangled his pants from his ankles. Now, he wore only his work shirt and sneakers, which made him feel incredibly exposed. The tiger looked him up and down, an expression of approval across his muzzle while Cinder neatly folded the husky’s pants and placed them under his right arm. “Cinder, do me the favor of checking the puppy’s diaper, would you?” At the direct mention of his padding, the husky’s ears folded against the top of his head. Tail tucked between his legs, cheeks burning, and ears pinned, the canine was the spitting image of an utterly flustered pup. Grinning, Cinder placed an authoritative paw over the front of the dog’s thick padding, squeezing gently before cupping the back in turn. Pressing it upwards, as if to further remind Bolt of what he was wearing, the caracal shook his head as he replied. “Still dry, surprisingly enough,” Cinder commented. “Well then, I think we should do something about that,” said Yuri, giving the husky a large, toothy smile before depositing him into the oversized booster seat. “W-wait a second! I一mmpf!” Bolt, having finally been able to find his voice, barely managed to splutter out a complete sentence before he was silenced by Cinder, who had apparently been waiting for such a moment. Crossing his eyes, Bolt looked down to see what had interrupted his exclamation while Cinder tightened something behind his head. His vision obscured by the caracal’s red-orange fur, the husky only became aware that he had been fully buckled into the carseat when he felt the harness tighten over his shoulders, waist, and onto the front of his diaper pressing it up against him. The husky’s heart was now beating quickly, limbs flailing. As if in anticipation of this, Yuri swiftly grabbed each of his wrists and looped them through soft, padded cuffs. His wrists now suspended by his head, his arms held upwards in an incredibly vulnerable position, he found that he was no longer able to struggle as effectively as before. Cinder had grabbed his ankles and pulled them through a similar set of cuffs that prevented him from raising his ankles more than a few inches away from the bottom of the carseat. Both cats stepped back and took a moment to admire their handiwork. Bolt looked down to see what they had done to him, a lock glowed softly from a small panel that served as the center-point for all of the buckles. From what the husky could gather, the locking mechanism appeared to be activated by a touchscreen, the key to which he was sure was possessed only by the two felines in front of him. “Aww, I think he looks pretty cute! That pacifier won’t let much more than a whimper through, pup. So you can whine all you want on the ride home!” Cinder extended a wiry arm forward, gently booping the tip of the husky’s snoot. Yuri appeared pleased as well, his arms crossed and looking down at the incapacitated fur as if he were appraising a prized possession. Speaking softly, and without breaking his gaze at the pup, he placed a car key into Cinder’s paws. “Yes, I think he does. Take the highway, kitten.” It was Cinder’s turn to blush, which he barely managed to conceal as he lowered his vision and nodded, opening the door next to Bolt’s and sitting himself down in front of the wheel. Moving with the impressive display of control that all large cats appeared to inherently possess, Yuri sat down in the seat next to Cinder's, looking back at Bolt in the rear view mirror. “I encourage you to behave, puppy. This will be fun.” With that statement hanging in the air, Cinder pulled out of the parking garage and had merged into city traffic within a few minutes. Bolt was still trying to process what had just happened to him. The two cats had seemingly quickly found out about his little secret before he had had the chance to react. He was now pacified, gagged, restrained, and being transported to who-knows-where. Despite himself, to make matters even worse, he was beginning to feel himself become aroused at the restrictive tightness that five-point harness seemed to impose on the front of his padding. Wrapping over his shoulder, with three straps ensuring that his waist and diaper were snuggly pressed against him, there seemed to be no hope of escape. He was completely at the mercy of the felines sitting in the front seats of the car. The car ride passed in silence, Bolt pulled helplessly at the restraints holding his limbs hostage but to no avail. Yuri would occasionally look up in the rearview mirror, Bolt could see that his eyes were wrinkled as if he were smiling, hidden from view from the husky’s limited line of sight. Whatever the tiger was thinking, it was causing him great pleasure.
  13. I am still in a bit of a fetish mood so I got around to writing that longer story that I was originally going to write the other day but which I felt was longer so I did the tickle monster one instead. I probably made the right decision because this turned out to be one of my longer stories and has been on my list, my priority list, for over a year. I have to admit this is probably one of my grosser desperation stories, and be forewarned it contains peeing and pooping and poop desperation and pee desperation, so if that's not your cup of tea you might want to skip this one. This one actually was inspired like so many of my stories by an experience I had when I was younger when I went to a festival up state and they had this disgusting outhouse, where it was basically just sort of like a six hole outhouse where they are this plank with like six holes in it and you could see the asses of other people looking at the other side just like in the story. It was probably the most disgusting and least private bathroom situation I had ever been in, and unfortunately just like my character in the story I had to do both pee and poop and people did definitely watch me, so definitely a humiliating and highly memorable experience even all these years later that I am sure probably influenced the development of my fetish in some way, although I'm not going to analyze that in too much detail because it's probably better left unexamined! But yeah this is one of those more gross out kind of stories that basically has one of those cringe worthy desperate situations. I think everybody has considered the possibility of having to use a cringe worthy toilet or go on holding it and have to make that decision and this was that time in my life when unfortunately I had to make that decision and ultimately could not hold it all day. At least I got a good story out of the experience! In my own experience I was much younger and I didn't get in this elaborate confrontation like with the women in the story, but I thought that that would make for added drama, and I think that ultimately it ended up working out well as this story had a lot of tension that is finally relieved at the end, pun intended! Readers of my first novella The Great Locked Ladies Room Caper will perhaps recognize the characters of Jack and James from that book. And speaking of novellas I am in the process of reading and editing The Bathroom War on the Tour, my full book length treatment of my tour guide story so hopefully I will get around to publishing that sometime in the near future, can't say exactly when, but I am making progress with that at least. In the meantime enjoy this following story about desperation caused by a gross outhouse! Also can be read in my blog https://desperatejill83.livejournal.com/10899.html The Desperate Outhouse Horror Jill, Jack and James had been driving for a while and finally they had arrived at the festival that was deep out in the country that seemed like it was in the middle of nowhere. They had been driving for several hours and they hadn't seen any rest stops for at least 50 or 100 miles, just acres and acres of uninterrupted corn growing in every direction. Jill never liked admitting that she had to go to the bathroom when she was with Jack and James because going to the bathroom for her always seemed to be an ordeal. And the three of them were legendary for their love of toilet humor but it always made it awkward when you were the one who had to go to the bathroom, as if Jill had to go to the bathroom she would never hear the end of it. When they finally arrived at their destination however they were all thinking the same thing, it had been a long time since they had a bathroom break and they could all use one. Fortunately Jill would be able to use the ladies room without having the guys give her a hard time about it as it wasn't like they could follow her in there. "Where are the restrooms around here," Jack asked somebody who pointed off in the direction to what looked like a wooden structure. "Looks really rustic." "Christ we are out in the middle of nowhere, I wonder if they even have running water or indoor plumbing here," Jill said. She hadn't used many outhouses in her life and she didn't really relish having to use one again but she knew sometimes a lot of these events out in the country had less than ideal accommodations. Fortunately she had usually been in a place where there were clean public toilets as she could be a little bit fussy about toilets that were less than clean or private. As they approached the wooden structure that apparently was the bathroom they could see a sign that was made of wood that just showed a man and a woman standing next to each other, indicating that it seemed to be a unisex restroom, which certainly didn't thrill Jill either he was hoping that in a unisex bathroom maybe there would be a premium on privacy in the stalls themselves. As soon as they walked in they had to admit that it smelled less than pleasant and they could hear the sound of flies buzzing around the place. "Damn this place stinks," James said as they look to see what looked like three stalls back to back with another three stalls basically just in the center of the entire building. "Does this place even have running water?" Jill said looking around to see no sign of running water, not even a sign of any kind of sinks to wash her hands afterwards. "This bathroom just has a communal pit," a rather large woman said as she came over. "My name is Brenda by the way." "A communal pit?" Jill said. "You mean that they don't even have flushing toilets here?" "Yeah this is totally not the nicest bathroom situation, I'm Emily by the way," another woman said. "And I'm Jennifer," another woman said as the three of them appeared to all be waiting on one side of the enclosure for the three stalls while men were coming in and out of the stalls on the other side. "Unfortunately it's kind of a unisex bathroom but generally the guys go on that side and we go on this side. But basically the entire toilet system is just a plank with three holes on each side leading into a communal pit." "Gross," Jill said. Although she had to go to the bathroom the idea of sitting on a plank taking a piss into a communal pit didn't really sound very appealing. And although there were dividers between the stalls and doors it looked as though it wasn't the most private situation. She was thinking that if she was going to go she would wait a little while and maybe come back when there was no one else there. She could see that even the stalls were made of wood and it seemed as though several of the stalls had holes in them through which it would be quite easy to see somebody going and doing their business, which in a unisex restroom was even more unforgivable. Reluctantly Jill got in line with the other three women who were all waiting for the stalls on their side of the divide to open up. The guys quickly went on the other side and relieves themselves and Jill was tempted to go over to their side. However she didn't really feel like she wanted to use the bathroom while the guys were there at all or while anyone was there for that matter. Soon Brenda, Emily and Jennifer were occupying the three stalls leaving Jill on the outside. As she stood there waiting Jack and James waved her over. "What is it," Jill said, not exactly worried about losing her place in line, in fact she wasn't even sure if she wanted to use the toilet right at that particular moment in time while the bathroom was quite crowded. Jack and James continued waving her over and they looked like they had big smiles on their faces and were trying hard not to laugh. "What is so funny," Jill said as Jack and James put their fingers over their mouths indicating that she should be quiet. Jack opened the toilet stall door on the side that the men were using and pointed in the hole in the ground. "So it's a hole in the ground, big deal, what's so special about that," Jill said. "Look closer," James said as Jill looked in the pit of the toilet and she could see the ass of what looked like Brenda on the other side and she was doing more than just having a quick pee. "Shit you can actually see everything," Jill said finding this admittedly very amusing as the two guys were pointing at Brenda's fat ass on the other side of the stall. The stalls were back to back and it seemed like the holes were just one big hole so they were practically ass cheek to ass cheek with the women on the other side, or would be if the guys actually had to sit down, which to their great fortune they did not have to because that was a toilet that Jill didn't really think that anybody would want to sit on sort of an emergency. Jack and James found it hard to quit laughing as Jill continued staring at Brenda doing her business, which she could see perfectly, and was finding the whole situation hilarious. They had had humorous pranks in the bathroom before between the three of them but this certainly took the cake. "What the hell are you guys doing," Jennifer said as she came up behind them surprising all of them when she looked ahead and she could see all of them staring at Brenda's ass plopping away in the hole of the other toilet. "What's going on over here," Emily said as she joined them. "They're peeping at Brenda going to the bathroom," Jennifer said. "Gross!" "Hey they were the ones who were showing it to me," Jill said acting as though she were innocent even though they could see that she was still clearly staring at Brenda dropping a few logs off in the pit, at which point Jill couldn't help but burst out laughing as Jack and James couldn't help but snicker. Jill knew that was a stupid thing to do but she couldn't help herself as this was probably the most hilarious thing she had ever seen in her entire life. As the three of them continued laughing all of the sudden they saw Brenda's ass lift up from the hole before a few pieces of toilet paper dropped into the pit below. "That's so perverted and gross," Emily said shaking her head. "What is everybody laughing about over here," Brenda said waddling over. "These three were looking at you taking a dump by looking into the hole on the other side," Jennifer said. "You were watching me poop!" Brenda said looking annoyed and disgusted and also blushing. "I didn't know what I was going to be looking at, they were the ones who waved me over to come and see it," Jill said trying to take the pressure off of her. "You look like you were taking a pretty good look, in fact when I came by you were the one who was doing most of the staring," Jennifer said as Jill felt increasingly uncomfortable about the fact that they had been caught red handed having a little bit of fun at Brenda's expense. "Why would you even want to be watching me like that," Brenda said. "Would you like it if I watched you while you were going?" "I don't think that you would want to see Jill going to the bathroom," James said as he burst out laughing. "Shut up!" Jill said now getting aggravated over the fact that she was put in this extremely awkward situation because of them. "I don't think I would even want to go to the bathroom in a disgusting place like this!" It was kind of a lie though because she could feel that she actually had to pee noticeably. "Well good I hope that we don't see you in this bathroom all day then," Brenda said putting her hands on her hips as Jennifer and Emily stood there at her side in solidarity. "Come on, let's get out of here," James said as Jack and Jill followed behind as the three women stood there glaring at them angrily. "Did you see that big fat woman like that, she was totally pissed off," Jack said. "It was so hilarious seeing her just dropping one out like that, one right after the other, I mean what the hell did she eat, I can't believe that there is like no privacy in those bathrooms." "It is not funny guys, we got caught in the act and now they think that we are some kind of perverted perverts," Jill said. "Come on Jill you know it was funny, you were laughing just as much as anyone and I think you probably got the longest look at her," James said. "You guys are so immature," Jill said shaking her head and sticking out her tongue. "Well that's the pot calling the kettle black," Jack said. "Whatever it's over and it's done, so let's just enjoy the festival and forget about this entire incident," James said. Jill shook her head and figured that they should probably try to put the embarrassing incident behind them. With any luck they wouldn't run into those three women again for the rest of the day since it was a large festival. It was embarrassing and awkward but Jill had to admit she couldn't deny that it was hilarious seeing Brenda plopping one out like that, it would have been great if she had gotten some kind of video of that, but that probably would be taking things too far. They started mingling around the festival for a while and everything was okay but Jill realized that she had to pee more than she thought she did and she was starting to feel a little bit antsy. She didn't relish the idea of trying to use that disgusting pit toilet, but as the day went on and food and drinks were served at the festival Jill was finding that her desperation was growing, and not just pee. She was feeling betrayed by her own biology and whatever she had to do at that point she knew it was certainly not going to be dainty and feminine when she did it. "It will be a cold day in hell before I crap in an outhouse, especially a disgusting filthy one like that where you can see everything on display from the other side," Jill said to herself as she realized that the pressure in her bladder was building. She didn't want to take a crap but she figured if she could pee hopefully that would be all she would end up doing and she could get out of there really quickly without anybody potentially seeing her on the other side. "Hey Jill, we saw some people that we know, we're going to go chat with them, think you'll be okay here for a while," Jack said. "Yeah I think I'll be perfectly fine," Jill said realizing this was her opening. She could go visit the bathroom without the guys even knowing, an ideal situation. As soon as the guys were out of sight Jill started making a beeline towards the most unappealing bathroom she had ever come across but under the circumstances she didn't feel she had much of a choice. She looked carefully to make sure the guys weren't watching her and she started sprinting towards the bathroom but then when she saw the entrance hanging around outside she saw Brenda, Jennifer and Emily. "What the hell are they doing hanging around outside of the bathroom still," Jill said. Surely they hadn't been waiting around all day by the entrance to the bathroom. She subtly crossed her legs and shook her head. "I guess I'll just wait until they leave, hopefully it won't be long." Jill stood there for about 15 minutes and they still weren't leaving. Why were they hanging around the bathroom like that? She decided that she had better not just stand around looking like she was staring at them but it was too late, she could see that they were looking over in her direction, and that was when she started walking away. Jill came back about 10 minutes later and the pressure in her bladder now becoming extremely urgent to the point where all she could think about was taking a piss, and annoyingly she felt like the longer she put that off the more chances it would be that she would end up having to do more than simply take a quick piss, the absolute last thing that she would want to do. She looked around and she didn't see any sign of the three women so she started gradually making her way towards the bathroom, but just as she was approaching the entrance that's when she saw the three women standing there, and this time they made direct eye contact with her, and could see her and started walking towards her. She figured that the best response was to be totally nonchalant and try not to make things awkward. "Hey if it isn't the bathroom peeper," Brenda said as she came over with Jennifer and Emily. "What you doing over here?" "Hey guys what happened before, it was mostly my friends, I really didn't know what they wanted me to look at and I thought it was totally gross and inappropriate and immature of them," Jill said. She had to admit that now she was having trouble ignoring the increasing pressure in her bladder, and the fact that she was now being confronted with the three people that were the last people she wanted to see wasn't making that any better, in fact the nervousness was starting to give her stomach cramps. "Yeah but you were the one who was looking, when we came over you were the one who was staring directly at Brenda's posterior, did you find it like attractive or something," Jennifer said. "No, of course not," Jill said. "So you think that my ass is ugly?" Brenda said. "I didn't say that either, it's just, can we just let this whole thing go and let bygones be bygones," Jill said really not wanting to get in an argument right at the moment with the mounting pressure inside of her. "Don't stress out, you look like something is stressing you," Brenda said with a fiendishly evil smirk that told Jill she knew exactly what was up. "You know it's just that the festival can be really exhausting and everything," Jill said. "Yeah it's a pretty long festival isn't it, we've all been eating and drinking so much we had to make another trip to the bathroom," Brenda said laughing. "How unfortunate, because that's a real nasty ass bathroom," Jill said as the three other women laughed along with her, but she wasn't quite sure if they were laughing with her so much as at her and her current situation that they were clearly all fully aware of. Emily smiled. "Well hey when you gotta go you gotta go, and a long festival like this with all the food and drinking, kinda hard to go the entire day without using the bathroom, however unappealing that bathroom may be." "Yeah, I mean why don't they provide more privacy with these bathrooms, we could have avoided that entire awkward situation," Jill said. "Yeah I mean seriously, who designs bathrooms that are just a plank in the ground with three holes on one side with three holes on the other side where you can look directly in and see another person's ass," Brenda said. "Well hey it's not like anybody took a picture or anything," Jill said really wished and she could get away from this situation and finding it hard not to be looking off at the bathroom in a longing way. "My friends are really immature, you're lucky they didn't start peeing and aiming for your ass!" "Now that would have been embarrassing, although you and your friends probably would have thought it was freaking hilarious," Brenda said now suddenly getting all confrontational with her as she reached into her pocket and took out her phone. "My phone has really good video imaging, could have gotten a really funny video probably." "Yeah but who wants to hang out at a bathroom all day," Jill said practically wanting to run to the bathroom because now her bowels and bladder were both screaming out, the absolute worst case scenario, a total bathroom emergency like she didn't believe was even possible. "I don't know, it's a pretty good place as it's pretty much in the middle of the festival and you can see the whole place from here," Jennifer said. "So you mean you guys have been hanging out by the bathroom all day," Jill said barely able to stand still because she had to go to the bathroom so bad. Brenda laughed. "What's so funny?" Jill asked. "It's just that the whole bathroom thing has gotten a whole lot of use, people eating and drinking all day, that pit must be getting awfully full," Brenda said. "I mean I know there are some people who just will not use that bathroom no matter how badly they have to go, but sometimes you just can't help it, sometimes you have to go so bad that it just becomes intolerable, know what I mean?" "Yeah," Jill said meekly realizing that Brenda basically had her in the exact situation that she wanted her in and the exact last situation that she didn't want to be in. "Is something the matter, you look really antsy, like you want to go somewhere," Brenda said trying to hide her widening smile. Jill thought that she should probably think of some convincing lie of some kind, anything that would get her out of this situation. Surely they couldn't be waiting by the bathroom all day, at some point they would leave, they weren't going to spend their entire day at the festival just standing vigil over the bathrooms were they? "Actually I was kind of wondering where the –" Jill said not exactly sure what she would be looking for the festival. "Were you wondering where the souvenir stands are," Brenda said. "Yeah the souvenir stands," Jill said. She really didn't have any idea where they were but she figured maybe if they gave her directions she could act like she was getting out of there and maybe find another bathroom, if there was one, even if it was equally unappealing as the first one. "Hey Brenda what are you doing," another woman said as she came over with two other women. "Oh hey Kim I was just giving my good friend here, what was your name?" Brenda asked. "Jill," Jill said trying to focus all of her concentration on ignoring the fact that her insides were tying in knots over how bad she had to go to the bathroom. "Jill just wanted to know where the souvenir stands were," Brenda said. "They are all the way on the other side of the park, but I could show her where it is, why don't we all take a little walk over there," Kim said. "By the way these are Lacey and Patricia." Jill sort of waved to all of the women and now found she was surrounded by six women, six women who probably knew what had happened earlier in the bathroom between her and Brenda. Reluctantly Jill started following them to the other side of the festival grounds where the souvenir stands were. And that was when Jill saw what she thought was her salvation. "Hey it's a bunch of porta potties," Patricia said. "Those are a lot better than using that disgusting outhouse where everybody can see what you are doing." When Patricia said that she looked directly at Jill and that was how Jill knew that all of them were fully aware of what had happened with her and Brenda earlier in the bathroom. Brenda walked over to the porta potties and it appeared that they were all locked. "Well too bad, it looks like they are locked." Jill practically wanted to cry as her chances of using a semi private bathroom where she could hide from Brenda and her friends was all but lost at that moment. "You know I think I could really use a piss myself," Lacey said. "Well guess we had better get back to the outhouse then," Brenda said looking at Jill with a smile that said if you think you're going back to the outhouse alone think again. Jill didn't know why she was following with this group of women that she would desperately like to get away from, except she knew her only chance of using the bathroom in a private manner was if she could find some way to get all of these women away from the bathroom, until she could find some way to do that she was basically their prisoner, or rather her bladder and bowels were their prisoners. As they approached the outhouse Jill was practically unable to disguise the fact that she had to go extremely bad. As the seven of them all approached the bathroom Jill felt like she was practically ready to explode at both openings and she could barely contain herself. "Hey do you guys think that perhaps you can stand guard," Lacey said glancing briefly at Jill before looking towards what appeared to be unoccupied toilets. "Yeah we certainly wouldn't want anyone peeping at you would we," Brenda said once again looking at Jill in an obvious and accusing manner. All of the women ended up using the bathroom with always at least one or two on the outside standing guard, except of course for Jill, who had no intention of using the bathroom while those women were keeping their eyes trained upon her like hawks. "Well I guess we are all feeling better now aren't we," Brenda said as the six other women in the bathroom were smiling and looking rather content. "So has everybody who needed to use the bathroom used the bathroom?" Jill was practically ready to cry at this point and she could only hope that there was some kind of mercy now that they had been torturing her this far. She figured that maybe she had suffered enough. "You know you don't have to stand guard for me, I think that I will be fine on my own," Jill said as the women all sort of snickered. "Oh well by all means go ahead, we will stand guard for you," Brenda said. At this point Jill was clearly crossing her legs and grabbing herself both front and back and it was obvious that she needed to do a pretty big production. "You know it's okay, I am totally fine on my own," Jill said as she could see all of the six women in the bathroom with her smiling. Brenda shook her head. "You know Jill I insist." Jill was practically fighting tears. "Look Brenda I am totally sorry about what my friends did earlier, I'm sorry I peeked at you in the bathroom, I really didn't mean to, it was a stupid thing, I really hope we can put it behind us, and trust me you would not want to see me, well you wouldn't want to see me –" Jill couldn't even finish the sentence, she was so embarrassed to even bring it up. The six women standing around couldn't help but laugh and smirk. "Look Jill if you have to go by all means go to the bathroom," Brenda said. Jill knew that she couldn't hold it a second longer and she could see that those women were not going to be leaving the bathroom as she saw what looked like a crowd of women approaching the bathroom. Reluctantly she started racing those women to the stalls and she ended up getting the middle stall, the stall that she least preferred under the circumstances, surrounded on all sides both front and back, as well as side to side, quickly jerked down her pants and slammed her ass down on the hole that somehow qualified as a bathroom and she almost fell in because the hole was so wide even for her rather ample posterior. As Jill sat there feeling that she was about ready to explode a curious thing happened. Nothing that is. She sat there waiting for nature to take its course but nothing was happening. She desperately wanted to release but she knew that she couldn't as she heard the sounds of other women hissing and plopping, in fact she felt she could almost feel a little bit of splash back that made her cringe. As Jill looked at the stall door she could see the feet of other women waiting outside the stall she simply gritted her teeth and hopefully waited for everybody to finish up. Once all of the women in the other stalls had finished going Jill tried her best to relax but she still couldn't let herself release. "Hey is something the matter in there," Brenda said as she knocked on the stall door. "You've been in there long time Jill." "Christ I need a piss," James said. "Me too," Jack said and right behind her Jill could hear the sound of loud hissing piss going into the pit behind her knowing that Jack and James were relieving themselves and probably doing so while looking at her ass. "Everything okay in there Jill," Brenda said knocking on the stall door again as Jill sat there grabbing herself trying to let go but totally failing. "I need privacy to go," Jill shouted. "I fully understand, but fortunately I don't need privacy in order to go, as you well know, even though I would very much prefer it, but not everybody cares about my wishes in that instance," Brenda said as Jill saw her feet disappear from under the stall door and heard what sounded like the stall door on the other side behind her opening up. "What's going on," Jill said now literally vibrating as she struggled to let herself release. "I gotta go," Brenda said as Jill's heard the sound of a loud hissing piss followed by loud plopping noises right behind her as Brenda relieved herself. "Wow that felt good! You know Jill, considering how badly you have to go I don't see anything coming out on this end." Jill was about to say something when all of the sudden she finally let loose with everything she had inside of her as she grabbed the sides of the stall and started letting out a loud moaning noises as she felt her bladder and bowels release like never before, and she started crying tears of joy to finally release all of that which she had been suppressing the entire day. When she had finally finished and made use of what little toilet paper they had in the stall she came out and she saw Brenda and all of her friends along with Jack and James standing there giving her a standing ovation. "How much did you see and how long were you here," Jill said blushing and cringing. "We all got front row seats," Brenda said as everyone began laughing. This was the absolute most mortifying moment of Jill's life, and she had never felt more exhausted, she had never had to go to the bathroom that bad before and she felt like she had lost 10 pounds. At that point she figured that she was thoroughly licked, so she simply shook her head, shrugged her shoulders, took a bow and once again received another standing ovation as she slinked out of the outhouse not making eye contact with anybody and looking at the floor the entire time until they were out of sight. "So I will be the one to say it, you gave a better performance than Brenda," James said on the drive home right before he received a thorough slap from Jill. "I suppose I had that coming." "Stop the car," Jill said. "Why?" Jack said. "Let's just say I have an encore performance and this place better have running water and soap, and neither of you has tickets to that performance," Jill said as they stopped at the rest stop as Jill stormed off to the bathroom as Jack and James laughed long into the night.
  14. I’m a fan fiction writer and I want to draw but I have no idea what to do so send suggestions! What are your favorite tropes and why? What are your favorite poses? What is something new I could try? I need inspiration. I tagged some stuff I already like (I like more but that’s all I had room for but I’m honestly down to experiment with anything)
  15. Huffing two warming boxes filled to the brim with pizza, Alma panting hard, throws them into the back of her car and collapses at the driver’s seat. Ok Alma, last delivery. You’re tired, but you can do this!. Reaching into the back seat, she grabs a Beast energy drink, downing the can in one go and crushes it. Throwing it into a small trash bin, it’s been piling up with cans from earlier today. And I better be quick with it, gotta piss. She puts the pedal to the metal as the transmission goes into overdrive. Going a comfortable 20mph over the speed limit through the boulevard, no car nor sign would stop her from getting this order delivered. Following her GPS directions, the estimated minutes tick down quicker than time allows as the cheetah reaches her destination. She could only await for the warm embrace of her bed back at home and have her weekend off. Tires scorching sparks on the asphalt, she drifts into the parking lot of an apartment complex. As she steps out of the car, the chilly winds of the night strike through her exposed legs and stomach, Damn, when did it get so cold. Better find the place and get home soon. Double checking the receipt for the door address, she then grabs the large boxes brimming with cheesy goodness. Stumbling around with her edible weights, she curses under her breath, Geez, shouldn’t there be a big party going on with lights and music, where are they? Crickets chirp annoyingly, almost like laughter as Alma hastily scans the doors. The address in front of her aligns with the paper. She sets her burdensome bags down with a sigh of relief, takes a few deep breaths, and knocks on the door. It creaks open, stopped by the chain lock. “Show me the goods.” A small head peeks out from the shadowy room. Alma bends her waist down, keeping her legs together, giving the man an eyeful of her curves. It’s pizza, not coke. She opens the transport boxes and takes out the pies. “Mmmmm, that’s the stuff,” sniffing in glee at the scents of the food and especially the woman in front of him. “And looks like everything and more.” The man unlocks and opens the door fully, a giga sized wolf clad with nothing at all. “As such a supportive customer, shouldn’t I get a little something special?” Donning her Pizza Slut attire, it was obvious what he wanted along with his food. Alma stares at the man blankly, her mind stuck dwelling in her own needs. Uhhhhhhh, shit. What the hell am I supposed to do exactly, wanna make this quick. Her legs take a step back, doing a slight bounce as her bladder cracks under panic. His hand softly grazes her cheek, “Relax dear, I’ll lead the way.” “W-what do you want to-to do?” His eyes mellow and a sly smile creeps, “I take it you’re new. Come inside with me and we’ll start with a handy.” She takes another deep breath, Something simple and quick. I can get out of here soon enough. His room was small, being only a bedroom and bath. Shutting the door behind them, the stranger sat on his bed, spreading his legs to reveal his erect cock. Without hesitation, the succubus runs over to his dick, gets on her knees and proceeds to play with his head. He wasn’t able to get a word out as Alma presents her excitement. Slobbering his dick in drool sucking him off, the man pushes her away, “Damn bitch. It’s not a race!” Her attempt at quickest satisfaction in the west fails. “Are you stupid, that shit felt like sandpaper! Get out of my house!” Failed spectacularly. Promptly pushed outside, she frowns at the displeased customer. Exasperated, he cools off with a sigh, “Well, there’s always a good time with pizza.” Damn, I didn’t want to stick around, but I wanted to give him a good time at least. The excitement from earlier fades away, leaving the feline with a cold sweat all over her body and a wet patch on her thong. Feeling unpleasant in her car, she takes off her black shorts, slipping the panties off to go commando. A disgruntled sound escapes her mouth, touching the damp fabric. Into the trash it goes. Ceasing her wardrobe change, Alma wraps her hoodie around her waist. Going on her phone, she sets the coordinates back to her workplace to return the warming boxes and clock out. Ah shit, no tip. I really blew it. In defeat, she rides back to her local Pizza Slut at the proper speed limit. Her earlier urge to go calmed as her anxiety died down. At a red light, she browses on her phone, looking at Glitter, her bestie and roommate’s texts. They were doing its magic, cheering her up, before a horn blares, a car accelerating past her. Looking forward again, she made it her goal to head home afterwards and let the bad times go away. Soon enough, Alma reaches her work place shouting a resounding, “Heyyyy!” Smiles perk up at her arrival. “We’ll see you after the weekend?” “Yeppers!” She tosses the bags in a back room and punches out. While I’m hereeeee, might as well make a pitstop. A cleaning in progress sign by the bathrooms No way! Of course they were cleaning up the restaurant for the next day, But why now of all times. Not wanting to ruin their tidy work, Alma makes her way back to the car with a huff. Before setting off, she makes a text to Glitter, “ Heading back home REAL QUICK Keep the door unlocked.” Shifting around in her seat, fur rubbing against the fabric of her shorts bugs her. I should have asked to use his toilet before we began. Her bladder’s catching up in the same breakneck pace Alma goes. Putting more pressure on the pedal, she urges her car to give it everything it has before her own urge is unbearable. Lost in her squirming, she runs a red light, blaring horns from others. Alma couldn’t afford to slow down as a spurt leaks through. Or I should have been faster getting back to the store. Ruminating over how she could have prevented this, she digs her hand into her shorts. Gotta get home gotta pee gotta pee gotta PEE! A muffled scream barges out of her closed mouth as she presses down on herself. It wouldn’t be long until she got home, but her abdomen was practically rupturing already. Closing in on her destination, cars pile up on her route. Looking ahead, she notices orange signs and cones, “AH C’MON! You’re doing construction now!” Following the trail of slow moving vehicles, a thought plagues her mind of pulling over to squat. I mean it’s dark out, but someone could see me. I can still hold it! Alma fidgets in her seat, feeling the dampness and warmth of her hand. Barely, she thought in a pleading tone. Passing the end of the detour, Alma zooms ahead of the pack much to the annoyance of everyone there. Nearly there! Just a couple blocks. Hold it in! Scurrying out of the car, she slams and locks the door, bolting inside of the apartment. She’s competing with herself in a race if her bladder can let loose before Alma gets in her room. Dribbling piddles of piss, the cheetah broke soundwaves climbing up the stairs to the hallway. The door already unlocked, Alma dashes into her home, makes a left into the bathroom. In front of her eyes await her porcelain throne and her roommate. Glitter blushes with a meek smile,” Welcome … home.” The throbbing pain in her bladder is like a parasite, taking control of Alma’s actions. Without hesitation, the cheetah practically rips her shorts off, beelining it to the seat. “Spread your legs!” As Alma launches her ass at Glitter, yipping, she does as commanded, making room for both of them. Her pelvis catches the high speed impact of Alma’s thighs, pushing her back in recoil. Their torrents clash into the watery bowl. Alma exhales a long sigh of relief, she won her race. Something that didn’t go entirely to shit tonight. Glitter can feel the warmth on her lap, the fur damp in sweat and radiating piss at full blast. Brushing Alma’s extended, spiky shaped tail away from her face, “Bleh. Long evening, huh,” Glitter unable to sit in complete silence as a newfound toilet seat. “Yeah, you could say that. Didn’t make any good tips today,” her tone sours. “Awwwwww, it’s going to be ok Alma. I’m sure you did your best.” Her frown sweetens up, “Yeah, least I’m the fastest cat out there in a car.” “You’re the fastest thing out there even with these thunder thighs of yours,” the dog pinches Alma’s spots on the sides of her thighs. “Damn, you must have been bored here. I get home and you’re already playing with my body.” “Well, I’m just about done here and now I have to wait for your gushing to stop.” Her need is vastly inferior to her roommate, Glitter’s casual tinkle ending as Alma has yet to show signs of ending. Alma’s face gets red, taking in the absurd situation happening. “While you’re up there, can you get some TP for me?” The pup playfully reaches her arms out, “Can’t reach.” Extending forward, Alma grabs the fresh roll of toilet paper on the wall opposite of her. Doing so, she carelessly lifts up. “Hey hey! You’re getting it on me!” Glitter pulls Alma’s rear end back down. “Ah, I’m sorry,” her sincere voice felt hollow as her lower end continued to spray the interior of the toilet in golden liquid. “Damn girl, how much did you drink,” teasing her camel bladdered friend. Abashed, “Ya know, water, morning coffee, some Beast cans. It’s more that I haven’t gone in the middle of work.” “What do you mean some, those had to be the giga sized cups from 8Twelve.” “Can it,” a tinge annoyed about the discussion of her bladder contents, “I can feel it end.” As she says, Alma’s long waterfall eventually dies down into spurts. “Seriously, my legs are gonna fall asleep at this rate.” “Shut up,” Alma continues to be provoked by Glitter’s taunts. Thankfully, the last jets of pee came through. Standing up, she hands a wrapped up handful of paper to Glitter. “You’re free to go.” The brown dog feels her pelvis area with paper, “Ick, it’s so wet. I’m going to hop in the shower before bed.” Yarning, “I’ll meet you there, good night.” Alma lethargically moves out of Glitter’s way until she pins the feline’s shoulder. “Where do you think you’re going?” “Bed.” Her eyes are losing the strength to stay open. “You pissed on me, compensate.” She gives Alma puppy dog eyes. “Ughhh, fiiiiiiine.” The two step into the shower to clean up after a long night.
  16. I haven't written Kira in so long I'm gonna go all out on this one. Kinks upon kinks. Writing tropes. Self indulgent. Self insert. Suspiciously plot convenient stand powers. High intensity. High horny level. Rape/non-con warning Enjoy it if you can. Kira woke up, and was oddly fully clothed and lying on the sidewalk, bathing in sunlight...Wait...On the sidewalk?...Kira quickly sat up, his face burning in shame. How did he get here? and when? He couldn't seem to remember. Quickly picking himself up, he looked around. People were definitely staring. How embarrassing. Kira swallowed hard and looked at the ground as he started on a walk back home. It was only a few steps into his walk that he finally felt it. A sudden and sharp urge to urinate. It hit him like a train and he wasn't ready. He paused all movements, stiffening with his legs pressed close together. He just barely stopped himself from leaking. "No...Not now...not here. " He whispered to himself. It was all happening too fast. He began a cautious shuffle to a familiar small restaurant. It was the only way he'd be able to make it to a restroom, he thought. Kira was sweating bullets. His heavy breathing and rushed mannerisms drawing more attention to himself. He wished people would stop looking at him as he pushed past staff and customers alike. The heavy fullness sloshing inside of him and angrily throbbing with each step was enough to make him drop his pride for a moment to let out a desperate whimper. As soon as he entered the restroom and ensured the door was locked, he let himself double over, holding his groin to regain control. His eyes squeezed shut as his frame trembled. Lettings out a shuttering breath, he opened his eyes again, only to meet the eyes of another man. He fell backward in fear, clutching the wall behind him. His voice was nothing but a pathetic squeak as he found himself unable to speak. It was a miracle the scare hadn't caused a flood in his pants. He locked eyes with the man, who licked his lips and grabbed Kira's face, adoring his incredulous expression. Kira's heart pounded. No matter how hard he tried, Killer Queen wouldn't emerge. Kira was frozen. "Listen to me, pretty kitten..." the mans soft, yet firm voice tickled his ears, his hair was not very interesting in terms of style. Long and straight with swooped bangs. It was the color Kira found his eyes locking onto. It was firetruck red. An intense, yet somehow charming contrast to his black and white checkered suit. The next word snapped him out of his trance, "We don't want any trouble now, do we? Get on your knees, bitch." the man grinned. the scene was all too familiar. Kira felt tears burning in the corners of his eyes. Was he really about to get face-fucked in a restaurant bathroom? To his surprise, he was mistaken. after dropping to his knees, another command was given, "Ass to your heels. I want you to get real comfortable before I step on your weak little tummy." Kira couldn't help but blush at this comment, and having no other option, he obliged. The man leaned into his face, grabbing it by the chin, "I'm gonna give you a little choice here...What turns you on more, men or women?" His smug grin dropped into a glare, "Don't lie to me, piss kitty..." the mans lips moved dangerously close to his own. Kira struggled to get any words out. "I...prefer women..." he gulped. "You prefer women?" The man pulled away and scoffed, pushing Kira's head down. When Kira lifted his head up, he was stunned. the man in front of him was...well, he was actually a she now. Her curvy figure and delicate hands gave it away immediately, not to mention her chest pushing outward against her suit. She pulled the suit open, freeing her chest just enough to slot his face between her breasts "Say it right, kitty boy," her sultry voice sent shivers down Kira's spine. He gazes into her violet eyes with lust, "you like this, huh? How about this?" she plunged her fingers into his soft lips. He immediately got to work on suckling the digits, tracing over the texture over and over with his tongue as if he was mapping her fingerprints with it. His bladder was suddenly overcome with desperation and he leaked a bit into his boxers. He moaned at the taste of relief and she pulled away, slapping his face, "Now answer the question, kitty. What turns you on more?" she caressed his chest through his suit before working to undo it. "Women...woman turn me on...And since you want to hear me be so crude, I suppose you'd delight to know that I'm hard right now, thanks to you. I just wanted to use the restroom, you dirty bitch." Kira's lower lip extended in a pout. It was quickly wiped out with another slap. He moaned at this. "You've got some balls talking to me like that, piss kitty." she pressed her heel into Kira's bladder. He let out a strained groan. Piss began soaking his pants from the center of his hard bulge, "You know...You're gonna have to cum before you can empty that cute little bladder..." she placed a hand over Kira's eyes, and once he was allowed to see again, the person before him was, once again, a man, "I wonder if I can still make you cum as a man, hmm?" His fingers teased Kira's nipples. He lifted one of Kira's hands and licked at the palm for a while, loosing himself in it. He pulled away and chuckled, "Apologies, I lost myself..." "Shut up..." Kira muttered, not sure himself why he was even so bothered such a mild provocation. This earned him a firm slap. This was notably much more deliberate than the previous, and with his thick, masculine hands, much more jarring. "Don't talk to me like that, bitch. Unless you wanna be my slave for more than just today. Now, get up." He slapped his face again, leaving a red mark. Kira complied, looking away as tears began to fall from is face. The woman was back again. "Oh, you poor, poor baby. You wanna cry? Go ahead and cry, my pretty little piss kitty," She caressed his body, licking his face and neck and undressing him slowly as he cried, his bladder aching. Before he knew it, the woman was a man again. "Hands on the wall," he demanded. Kira pressed his palms to the wall, bracing himself for what he knew was about to happen. Just as expected, the man entered him from behind. It was dry and painful, but the man didn't seem to care, he just pounded into him until he was wet with his own arousal. Kira's whole body was a shaking, sweating mess as the mans cock repeatedly pushed against his bladder and prostate. He cried out several times, no longer worried about his pride. It hurt, and it was just too many sensations at once. Eventually, his body gives in to the sensations, lurching violently as it decides to release both cum and piss at once, doing so with urgent force and messy direction. Kira nearly screamed out. He would have if it weren't for the man pushing a palm to his mouth, "Shhh...we've already spent so much time here...Wouldn't wanna get caught like this, would we?" Kira looked on wordlessly at the cum and urine that now painted the wall before him. He just wanted to cry his throat sore, "Now, put your clothes back on, my pretty little piss kitty." It was the last he heard of the strange, shapeshifting being before they seemed to vanish just as mysteriously as they had appeared. Kira complied.
  17. “It’s fine, don’t worry about it” he lied as he began to dribble urine into his tight briefs, this was the first time Jackson had ever found himself in such a position and he was not much of a fan. In his twenty years on this earth, he had never had an accident outside of his childhood, but as determined as he was, he feared this record would soon be broken. Jackson, an amiable, good-natured man who had a smile for everyone did not want his girlfriend of six years to witness such humiliation. However, In the confined space of his girlfriends’ car he had nowhere to hide and nothing much to do to relieve the overwhelming pressure he felt pushing against the tip of his penis. He knew home was not far, but it may as well have been in a different dimension. He had tried crossing his legs. He had tried taking his mind of it by playing on his phone. He had tried gently rocking back and forth in his seat. It was all useless against the raging torrent he feared would soon strip away his dignity. Another bump in the road shook the car. His girlfriend was driving like a maniac in a frantic attempt to get her boyfriend to a toilet before he lost whatever control he had over his bladder. “I’m sorry” she said sympathetically as the car shook violently. “it’s fine” he lied again as another spurt of warmth spread around his groin. A cursory inspection with his hand told him he had peed through his jeans and that it would likely be visible to the outside world. He grabbed his crotch and squeezed hard, but this did nothing except fill his hand with urine. “I don’t want to pee in your car” he said as calmly as he could, realizing he was in dire straits. “It’s not far, babe” Emily said comfortingly. “If you don’t pull over, I’m going to pee all over your car seat and I don’t want to do that” he said seriously. Emily glanced at her boyfriend and thought for a second. “it’s like five minutes babe, you can do it” Emily announced as confidently as she could. Jackson did not make a reply and instead groaned in frustration and stared at the celling of the car. It was true. They were close to home and Jackson was a strong man, but even the strongest of men can have an accident in the right conditions and Jackson was learning this fact for the first time. His mind was frantic, and he thought of nothing except the wetness around his crotch and the extreme sensation of urine pushing against the tip of his penis. His frantic state was only eased slightly when their apartment building homed into view. Emily swung the car hard to the right and in a single maneuver brough the car to a stop in their designated parking space. “Quick snap” Emily said as the pair leapt out of the car. Emily grabbed her man’s hand as they quick marched up the pathway to their apartment door. She glanced at the wetness around her boyfriend’s crotch and silently hoped he hadn’t peed on her car seat. Emily punched in the buildings door code and the two strode quickly through as the automatic door swung open. They lived on the ninth floor, and they were not planning to walk. Emily called the elevator and waited patiently as it climbed down through the floors. The elevator had been on the fourth floor, so it did not take long to reach the couple. They dived inside and smashed the button for the ninth floor. “It seems worse now than ever” Jackson said. “Well yeah, it’s cause you know you’re close to a toilet, it’s normal babe” Emily said knowingly. The elevator climbed slower than it ever had before, at least that is how it felt to Jackson. Seventh floor. The elevator stopped. The doors did not open. It had broken down. “What’s happened?” Jackson asked in horror. “I think it has broken down” Emily said calmly. Emily pressed the emergency button and there was a beeping sound for a few seconds before it wrung off and nothing more happened. “I’ll call that number” Emily insisted, referring a phone number listed as an emergency contact number. “I can’t wait” Jackson said urgently as Emily dialed the number. A man answered the phone and the two talked for several minutes. Emily explained the situation and the man told her it would be several hours until an engineer would get there. “Well?” Jackson asked urgently as he jiggled on the spot. “Several hours” Emily replied sadly. Jackson’s face dropped as he heard the words. “Well, that’s that then” he said darkly as he let down his defenses and started to flood his briefs and jeans. “You can do…” Emily cut herself off as she noticed her boyfriend had given up and had started to wet himself. “I’m sorry” he said sadly as urine poured through his underwear and thundered down his legs to form an ever-expanding puddle by his feet. “I just couldn’t…” he started to say before Emily cut him off “I know babe, you aren’t the first and won’t be the last” she said truthfully as she watched the streaks of urine flow down her boyfriends’ legs. Tears moistened his eyes as he looked down at the puddle he was making. “This is humiliating” he said. “When you have to go, you have to go” Emily said dismissively, trying to preserve her boyfriends’ dignity. “But..” he started before Emily cut him off again “no buts, it happens you’re still my sexy man and this” she said grabbing his pissy crotch “is still mine.” Jackson jumped back slightly in surprise as Emily grabbed his still pissing penis. Urine poured through her fingers, but she did not care. She wanted to please her man and make something better of the situation. Emily grabbed Jackson’s fly and unzipped. Then, she undid the button and in one, well-practiced move, she yanked his soaked jeans to his ankles. He was still peeing slightly, but Emily didn’t care. She firmly grabbed her boyfriends’ crotch again and squeezed hard, sending a flow of warm pee through her fingers. She held this position for a few moments until she was certain her boyfriend had finished urinating and then, still admiring his tight package, held comfortably by his marl grey briefs, she rubbed his wet penis up and down until he became hard. Emily gently began to remove his pissy underwear and slide them towards his ankles. His penis was erect and stood firmly to attention. She gripped the shaft of his penis and began to tug, starting gently and slowly becoming more vigorous in her motions. “That nice?” she asked and received a swift nod in response. “You make me so wet” she said “I want you” she added lustfully, biting her lip. Jackson grabbed her firmly and pushed her against the elevator wall. He lifted her skirt and began to finger her pussy. She was indeed wet, and Jackson was not convinced it was all lubrication. “You naughty girl” he said “big girls don’t pee in their panties” he added. “True” Emily responded “but then, big boys don’t wet their pants either, so I guess we’re even” she added in a sexy tone. In response, Jackson fingered her pussy harder and pressed the cotton of her underwear almost inside her vagina, feeling more and more moisture as he did so. “Would that make you feel better, if the little girl wet her panties?” Emily teased him and Jackson grunted in response. “I’ll do anything for you” she announced as she opened the taps and allowed a stream of urine to flow through her underwear, “oops” she said in feigned surprise. “Dirty bitch” Jackson grunted as he lifted her legs to her waist and was answered by more pee coming through Emily’s panties. “Take me” Emily commanded. Jackson’s fingers had just gripped the fabric of Emily’s panties when he suddenly stopped everything he was doing. His penis went soft, and his head turned swiftly, as the elevator doors opened. Jackson looked in horror at the young woman who stared back at him and Emily through wide eyes. She could not have been more than twenty-five years old, and she seemed totally shocked by what was in front of her. “Fuck” Jackson cursed. Emily hurriedly returned her skirt to its rightful position and straightened herself out. Jackson meanwhile fumbled clumsily with his soaked briefs and jeans and quickly tried to hide his manhood. He hoisted his briefs back up and he shuddered slightly at the cold wetness that hugged his balls and penis tightly. His jeans followed soon afterwards, and he shuddered again at the cold wetness and the sheer weight of his soaked jeans. “We’re really sorry” Emily said blushing like a traffic light “this” she said gesturing to her boyfriends’-soaked jeans “was an accident, we’ll clean it up” she said, finishing her brief explanation. “It’s fine” the young woman responded quickly and awkwardly “but um, you should know that there is a camera in there” she said pointing towards a corner of the elevator “and it is manned twenty-four hours a day, live” she added. Both Jackson and Emily blushed bright red. “I, um, I’m sorry” Jackson said awkwardly. The three stood in an awkward silence for what felt like an eternity before Emily finally made the first move to break the standoff. “We’re on the ninth, if we take it up, we’ll hold it there and clean it” she said in apology. “That would be good” the woman said whilst nodding awkwardly. Emily mashed the button for the ninth floor again and as the door closed on their humiliation she sighed deeply, and then burst into laughter. Jackson stared at Emily in utter confusion. “What is funny about this?” he asked in confusion, “nothing really, but also kinda everything” she responded before bursting into laughter again. “Urghh I’m gunna wee myself” she said whilst laughing in hysterics. Jackson didn’t understand what was so funny. He had been humiliated twice. Caught in a sex act. Caught wetting his pants, both live and on camera and then he was denied the opportunity to fuck his girlfriend. Not his best day, he thought to himself ruefully. It was two weeks later when the footage of him wetting his pants arrived in his email inbox. It was then he finally understood why Emily had laughed about it so much. It was outrageous. Ridiculous. Outlandish, but it was life.
  18. As payback, Carl locks Carlota outside of her apartment when she is desperate to pee and records her peeing behind the trash can at the side of the apartment.
  19. During the Casagrandes' family camping trip, Carlos is recording everything during the trip to make it another family memory and goes deep into the woods to catch Maria peeing behind the bushes. He gets a great shot while Maria stares back at him in annoyance since she hates being disturbed while peeing.
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