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What better way to spend a lazy Summer day than reading? Taking one of her favorite books with her, Lumi settles down in a corner of the garden. After a while she feels pressure building up in her belly, but she's too fixated on her book to go to bathroom. Just one more page... 10:02$9.99 -
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Having done some naughty big girl thingies, Lumi finds herself tied to bed, gagged and blindfolded, with a thick diaper between her thighs. It's no use to struggle, and before long she has to yield to her urge. Warm pee trickles down wetting her privates and buttocks, staining the diaper yellow. After a long while in her wet diaper, she's given a bottle of water to quench her thirst. But she's not getting out yet - instead she's left for the night in her dirty diaper, which she has to use again. And even that's not enough... When morning comes and her diaper is soaked with pee, she gets to taste two bullet vibrators. Left for all day in her overflowing diaper, she's teased to cum again and again until the batteries run dry.$14.99 -
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After doing some naughty big girl thingies, Lumi finds herself tied to toilet, gagged and diapered. Struggling is futile and before long she feels the warm pee gushing in her diaper. But there's no mercy, no salvation. She's made to wet again and again until her diaper can't hold it and the pee drips down her thighs. Free preview of a longer bondage/diaper punishment video. Full version with a bullet vibrator available here.Free -
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After doing some naughty big girl thingies, Lumi finds herself tied to toilet, gagged and diapered. Struggling is futile and before long she feels the warm pee gushing in her diaper. But there's no mercy, no salvation. She's made to wet again and again until her diaper can't hold it and the pee drips down her thighs. And even that's not enough... When she's thoroughly soaked she gets to taste a bullet vibrator, teased to cum again and again in her wet diaper.$14.99 -
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*ALL CONTAIN NUDITY* More from my collection, this time from Hot Poison. As with most of my files, this model has got a lot more videos in the poop category, so look her up if you are into that. Video 1: "Accidental" Leaking Video 2: *REMOVED* Uploaded already by despholder! I didn't mean to steal! I'll put a link to original file ~ :0 Video 3: Park Pee *As far as I can tell, this was not on the "Do Not Upload" list, but please feel free to remove it if it violates anything, I won't be offended! :)*Free- 3 comments
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From the album: Dimwitrolo's Misc Work
A practice sketch from a while back I added colour to- 3 comments
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From the album: Furry Omorashi
The fluffy prince squirmed. He'd misjudged the trek through the fields, disregarding a bathroom break before heading off. Unfortunately, after getting quite lost, his full bladder began nagging him more and more. Ralsei blushed more and more as each step jostled his tummy, making it more uncomfortable to hold as time passed. At first, he'd considered using a tree or bush, but deemed it too undignified and embarrassing... however an hour of meandering later has had a small effect on his tune. His eyes widened as he felt a few drops of urine leak from him. He crossed his legs tight as a few more followed, warming the fabric of his underwear slightly. Nope, this is not good, He thought to himself, unless he's keen on peeing his pants entirely he'd need to swallow his embarrassment and just relieve himself in nature. The fluffy prince squirmed and potty-danced his way through the bushes and shrubs to a nice, secluded tree, before lifting his robe high and dropping his underwear. No sooner did he lower his panties, did his bladder decide it was done holding urine. A torrent of warm pee began to pour out of him unrestricted. Ralsei shivered in sheer relief as his golden stream continued to soak the tree in front of him, and the grass below. After a solid minute, he quivered and spoke softly to himself as his stream turned into a soft trickle "O-Oh my, that was FAR too close..."- 3 comments
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Wow, I haven’t written about an experience in a while. Sorry about that, life’s been pretty busy I guess. Well, I’ve got a couple of longer ones, but here’s a shorter thing that happened to me today! So there’s a bad flu going around and I think I caught it this week. Or at least, I’ve got some kind of cough. It developed a couple of days ago, and has been getting worse. In addition to feeling stuffy, I’ve also been leaking basically every time I cough! This has led to a good number of leaks over the course of the past few days. It’s worse when I’m standing up, and I can reduce the damage if I’m sitting with my legs crossed firmly. If I happen to be caught standing up when I feel a cough coming on, I quick cross of the legs sometimes helps, but not always. And I’ve also noticed that it doesn’t seem to matter if my bladder is full or if I just went pee, I am still leaking a decent sized squirt into my panties with every cough. Now most of you will know I run a side business where I sell my dirty panties online, and it’s been a busy month with lots of orders. This means that I can’t always just slap a pad into my panties and go about my day with protection on, as otherwise I’d have some unhappy customers. Earlier in the week I was wearing a pair of panties for a customer and ended up soaking them pretty good while padding about the house in my gray tights. Fortunately the customer wanted the panties wet, and I was at home. Today, I was finally done prepping panties for customers, so I could wear a pad. I’m glad I did. The coughing has got a little worse (but otherwise I’m feeling ok), and I had already soaked the pad I was wearing before I left the SkyTrain to get to work. By noon I had already changed my pad 3 times (basically after every two coughing fits), and I was starting to run low on pads. I rationed myself in the afternoon and only changed my pad once, but it was my last one. I pulled it out before leaving for the day, as it was rather saddened, and braved going pad-less on the way home. I was wearing dark trousers and it was pouring rain, so I thought I’d be ok. I was doing pretty good actually, until I left the SkyTrain for my walk home. I had just left the station when a wave of coughs caught up with me, and I didn’t cross my legs. The result was a very tangible squirt of pee soaking my panties. I used my purse to cover my crotch and surreptitiously felt if it had gone through my trousers. It had not, and I hurried home to change. This was the result: Anyhow, more stories to come, and to all my Canadian friends, don’t forget to vote! Best, Rach p.s. If you want to order your own pair, here's my website and you know how to get in touch! https://rachelkirwan.wixsite.com/panties
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Right after I got up this morning I had to pee as usual. I did a couple of things and went into the bathroom. I let out a small fart and at the same time leaked a little pee on the floor. I was naked at the time, so maybe that had something to do with it. I have never done that before.
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Well, the other day I was out about town. I had a couple of errands planned for the morning, and then had a delightful afternoon with very little planned. Work has been very busy and so I very much needed the break. I decided to do the thing that brings me the most fun, which is grabbing a lovely warm drink, curling up in a comfy chair in a coffee shop, and enjoying a good book. While it’s been getting chillier here lately, I’m not giving up on skirt weather just yet. This being said, it has been quite cool, so on this day, I slipped a pair of thin black tights over top of a pair of lovely white cotton panties with orange trim. Overtop of this, I wore a knee-length pleated gray skirt, and on top a cozy cardigan, overtop of a simple lavender blouse. I bustled about in the morning, and right after lunchtime, I headed over to one of my favorite coffee shops and grabbed a pot of chai tea. I found my favorite spot by the window, which took some jockeying with another customer (I had to perch nearby while my tea steeped and then swoop in). While I was waiting I prepared my tea with lots of cream, sugar and some extra cinnamon on top. I then snuggled in, knees against my chest, and worked my way through my book. I love the chair I chose because it’s big and comfy, but it also faces the window, so if I am wearing a skirt and sit with my legs in a less than discreet lady-like fashion, I get the naughty feeling that people walking past on the street might be able to spot my panties. I get that semi-exhibitionistic thrill of being a girl on display in the window. With an extra naughty jolt as people at the right angle may be able to spot my panties. Today, I thought a passerby would have to look quite closely, given that I was wearing rights, but if they looked hard enough, they would certainly be able to make out my white cotton panties through my tights, given how I was sitting. I worked my way through my first mug, and a good number of chapters. My mind forgot where I was and I dove into my book. After a good half hour, a goodly portion of tea had worked through my body, I was at a decent 4 or 5 on the desperation scale, and when I reached for my mug, it was empty. I wrapped up my chapter and then got up, being less than careful with my skirt. To reserve my special spot, I left my purse and book in the middle of the chair, and I took my teapot up to the counter. This coffee shop does very good teas, the leafy expensive kinds. As a result, you can always get a second cup of tea out of your pot if you ask for more hot water, which they are always happy to provide. I waited my turn, and soon got my tea topped up. I went back to my spot and worked my way through another chapter, while the tea steeped. I was at a ‘you should probably head to the washroom before you get back on the Skytrain, but are probably ok for a while,’ level of desperation at this point. Then, I got up to add all the yummy chai fixings. I poured a generous cup of tea, leaving room for milk. I then added the crazy hipster dark sugar they have and after mixing it all together, added a generous puff of cinnamon on top. My mind still on the ambiance of the coffee shop and aesthetic of a fresh mug of tea, I put my face down into my mug and inhaled the rich aroma. In the process, I got a nose full of cinnamon. As those of you who have been following my pad tests know, a nose full of cinnamon is a guaranteed way for me to trigger a massive sneeze, and this is exactly what happened. ACHOO! It wasn’t one of those sneezes where you have warning and get time to like cover your mouth and cross your legs. Nope. It was a sudden and violent sneeze. I barely had a chance to turn my head away from the tea service station. Right along with the sneeze, I felt a big jet of warm pee erupt between my legs. We aren’t talking a little squirt that just dampens the gusset of your panties. Nope. This was a big squirt, the kind that you can feel dribbling down the inside of your thigh, cooling as it works its way down your tights. I clenched, stopping the flood as quickly as I could, and fortunately there was no second sneeze or additional wetting. So then there I was, standing in the middle of one of my favorite coffee shops, with a bunch of people staring at me, attracted no doubt by my very loud sneeze, with a cooling trickle of pee running down my inner left thigh. The people about me quickly went about their business, unaware of my bathroom accident. I composed myself, and headed back over to my reading nook. I had that crazy feeling that people were still watching me, and that if I immediately went to the bathroom they would guess that I’d had an accident. It’s like that same feeling you get when you are say wearing a diaper and feel like everyone can see it, even though they can’t. So rather than going straight to the washroom to inspect the damage, I went back to my spot. Put my mug down next to the chair, along with the tea pot, and then pretended to rummage about in my purse for a little while, and then I picked up my purse and headed to the washroom. There wasn’t a wait and I went straight in. I inspected my skirt, which given the pleating and cut tends to avoid getting wet when this sort of thing happens, and it was indeed unscathed. I then lifted it up to inspect my tights and panties. There was a cool wet streak running all the way down my left thigh to almost my knee, and the crotch of my tights was pretty. I kicked off my shoes and pulled my tights off, before padding them dry with some toilet paper. I then put my shoes back on, as the floor of any public washroom is not the kind of place you want to be in socks. I hiked up my skirt and pulled down my panties, enjoying the little tingle that followed the feeling of the wet gusset brushing my inner thigh. I did still have to pee, so I inspected my wet panties spread out between my thighs while I peed sitting on the toilet. I had made quite a mess of them. In addition to the serious wet spot I had just made, my morning activities and active girl parts had left some other residue on the gusset of these otherwise pristine white cotton panties. After wiping, I let my panties slide all the way down my ankles, and with a little difficulty, stepped out of them and left them there on the ground in front of the toilet. I left my panties there on the dirty ground in front of the toilet, stepped back, now completely naked under my skirt, and took a couple of artful pictures for all of you perverts. I like how the yellow theme of the washroom complements the stain I left in my panties. I then padded the panties dry with some toilet paper, and then decided to take a couple of more artful pictures of my panties, draped over the toilet paper dispenser. I love how the match the colour of the walls. My quick little naughty photo shoot complete, I carefully folded up my panties (wet side on the inside) and then rummaged around my purse for the little plastic baggie where I keep my backup panties. I pulled them out (one of my cute purple Olaf panties), pulled them on, and stuffed my wet panties inside the bag. I also rolled up my tights, and stuffed these into my purse (don’t worry, my purse is pretty big). Then, as an afterthought, because it seemed like one of those days, I pulled a pad out of my purse, pulled my panties down, and affixed the pad. I had been in the washroom for a good amount of time, and had that ‘oh no, what will people think’ thought in the back of my head, even though this kind of thought is completely irrational. I washed my hands, straightened my clothes, and headed back out. My tea was fortunately still warm and my spot unoccupied. I hunkered down for another pot’s worth of reading. Now, as I sat there, I felt just a little bit naughtier, knowing that I had a pair of wet panties in my purse, and also because now that I was not wearing any tights, there was a guarantee that my cartoon character panties might just be visible to keen-eyed passersby as a result of the various un-ladylike poses I assumed while reading. I’m certain a number of random folks spotted my panties (and possibly my pad), while I sped through a half-dozen more chapters. My travels home were uneventful, though the chill on my legs reminded me of my accident earlier. Rach