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  1. 295,136 downloads

    FRDiaperGirls are, as the name suggests, french girls focusing on wearing diapers, wetting diapers and age play with some bondage mixed in. The girls only speak french but most videos have forced english subtitles, just the older videos are missing those. Screens.7z
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  2. -Chapter 0: When it Started- Irish and Hyper was Talking what happened yesterday at the Party, It was a Warm Water Bottle leak from Adventures. He really needed to pee so bad, but his Virginia was too late to make it. He leaked his pants and wetted himself. Irish saw the Terrible incident, Adventures got his Panties Changed, And he was finished. And now Irish and Hyper are talking about it.
  3. Ah, I remember when I first got into this fetish...videos were under 100 mb, Penny Barber was exclusively an ABDL sub, all the best stuff was Japanese, all the best stuff that wasn't Japanese was German or British or Australian, that one DiapersFTMFW guy posting everything on YouTube with shitty memes in front, every other model was a pale looking undernourished Russian girl with a suspiciously flat chest... It was a strange time to be alive. Let's re-live that time together, with a couple gems from HerDiapers.com! Whisper-08.wmv 05.wmv crawling.wmv
  4. 1,955 downloads

    The theme of this file is focused on humiliation & exhibitonism, where women wet themselves in front of at least two people and is particularly humiliating for them. The order of the wettings are 1: Hen Zemi - Episode 8 2: Cleopatra in Space - Unknown Episode 3: Tsugu Tsugumomo - Episode 9 4: G-Spot Express - Episode 2 5: Masou Gakuen HxH - Episode 12
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  5. View File Animated Wettings 7: Micturition Humiliation in Front of a Congregation The theme of this file is focused on humiliation & exhibitonism, where women wet themselves in front of at least two people and is particularly humiliating for them. The order of the wettings are 1: Hen Zemi - Episode 8 2: Cleopatra - Unknown Episode 3: Tsugu Tsugumomo - Episode 9 4: G-Spot Express - Episode 2 5: Masou Gakuen HxH - Episode 12 Submitter Vbucks Submitted 02/01/2024 Category Female  
  6. From the album: [English] Random translated comics/images by Bilingual guy

    Fun scenario where you have your maid pee in a toilet while using one of those toilet training things. She gets angry as she doesn't understand why you like this.
  7. After seeing a video of it, she decides to do some roleplay where she makes some "pee tea". seems this girl ended up enjoying this more than she thought she would.
  8. After seeing a video of it, she decides to do some roleplay where she makes some "pee tea". seems this girl ended up enjoying this more than she thought she would.
  9. Version 1.0.0

    873 downloads

    The order of the wettings are 1: Grisaia no Kajitsu - Episode 5 2: Grisaia no Kajitsu - Episode 7 (Yellow Pee) 3: Grisaia no Kajitsu - Episode 7 (Clear Pee) 4: Grisaia no Kajitsu - Episode 13 5: Grisaia no Rakuen - Episode 10
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  10. Writer's block is a weird thing. On one hand you can't come up with anything meaningful to put down on paper - physical or virtual - but on the other hand it forces your mind to stray and come up with new, sometimes different, ideas. Some of those are really intriguing and end up becoming their own stories. Well, I have an unfinished story on this site and it's been close to a year since I did anything with it. I cannot for the life of me figure out what to do next, and until I do I still want to write. So, in a patch of boredom and inspiration, I've decided to write something else instead! This is intended to be a longer story, so expect parts to come in batches when time permits. It's gonna have lots of diapers and peeing (an outlandish claim for this forum, I know!), and lots of similarly-themed materiel, but the focus is not necessarily on these aspects. Forewarning - if you just want wetting and embarrassment there's a lot to chew through between those parts, but there will be several in every "chapter", guaranteed or your money back. So without further ado, prepare yourself for the sci-fi adventure of a padded lifetime, a look into the mysterious ways of the greatest warriors on Earth (and their obsessive drive that leads to a most curious of unintentional results)! ________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ CHAPTER I - The Girls Are Training Naomi's mouth was drier than the deserts beyond the palace, but the same could not be said for her attire. Sweat had been dripping down her sides for what felt like hours as she continued running laps, over and over and over again, and her drenched exercise pants clung to her thighs for dear life. The sun beat down mercilessly, but she still felt a keen kinship with it - it was still kinder to her than Instructor Thembeka. "Naomi!" her teacher snapped angrily from a few hundred yards away. "The King needs his Knights; step it up!" "I serve-" Naomi exhaled. She knew in her heart it wouldn't be heard that far away, and taking as deep a breath as her lungs would allow she forced a shout. "I serve!" She forced her legs to keep running. They felt like they were on fire but she knew they'd be in far more pain if she dared to stop. The Flowering Knights had a godly reputation to uphold and naught but the grandest of efforts would even begin to satisfy its instructors. Until Naomi collapsed she would be in danger. A tingle of anticipation flowed through her veins. She loved that feeling of danger, of pushing her body too far. It was glorious, a struggle! Palesa always sneered at this and called her an endorphin junkie, but Naomi didn't care what the other trainee thought. The Flowering Knights wanted her best? She'd give it to them. At the jumbling of her own footfalls, the girl was reminded of the pressure on her bladder, but immediately shoved this thought aside. As an aspirant Flowering Knight she had one duty: to protect the King and his people, in that order. All else was secondary. That included potty training. Years ago, when a much younger Naomi walked the Earth... Naomi was just a schoolgirl when her first day in the Flowering Knights trainee program began. Her mother was one of the best of these godly individuals, renowned throughout the land as the King's favored Knight - his One-Eyed Bulldog. That made a lot to live up to, even as a young child, but Naomi liked a challenge. There was no one that did not know the name of the Flowering Knights - men feared them, women adored them and the King championed them, but only the greatest of women could join their ranks. For a girl like Naomi there wasn't even a hint of hesitation at being forced by her mother to go for it. Decision or not, she was excited and ready to go. Many people lived their lives searching for meaning, but the Flowering Knights were meaning. Icons, every one! Standing in the gymnasium were the other trainees, girls of similar age but none of whom Naomi was familiar with. None of them looked like much special, just your usual schoolgirls from around the kingdom. She felt the sneering glares from several others, most likely at the fluffy ears atop her head. Naomi had been born with the blessing of Samesmelting, melded with the spirit of a wild creature. Supposedly it would grant her wisdom and strength beyond the limits of her human body, and in exchange the appearance of its features upon her. It wasn't necessarily uncommon, but it still drew the stares of enough people to make anyone feel embarrassed. Naomi was. She felt her fox ears fold back in shame, looking away. She didn't want to make any enemies before her first lesson had even begun, but it was almost unavoidable at this point - the people would do it for her. "Hey fox ears!" one of them sauntered up to her. "Got a name?" "Naomi," came the whispered reply. She was shy, and unfortunately knew where this was going. The loudmouthed girl looked her up and down. "Eww. Can't believe they let you in here without a leash." A pair of students nearby started snickering to themselves, covering their mouths and looking away. Naomi's face flushed crimson. It wasn't the first time she'd heard that kind of taunting but she'd never gotten used to it. A harsh response formed in her mouth but she held it back: confrontation would certainly get her in trouble. Her mother had warned her before the day started: Don't get on the bad side of your teachers, Naomi, the One-Eyed Bulldog had warned. Your peers can hate you all they want, but so long as you stay in the good graces of your instructors you'll be fine. "I'll be fine," Naomi mumbled halfheartedly. It gave her some small semblance of comfort, even in a time such as this. "What was that?!" the bully snapped. She seized Naomi by the shoulders and shook her back and forth. "You? Fine? How about the rest of us? No one said they'd be letting in some animal! You're probably not even house-trained!" A booming voice tore through the room, echoing off the walls. "Trainees, stand!" Every girl immediately froze in place, turning to face the new arrival. It was a rather buff woman, bearing the ornate dress of the Flowering Knights. A lapel pin indicated her as an instructor, and once this was realized the students formed a single-file line. The instructor approached, folding her hands behind her back and pacing up and down the line. "Hmm...I want to say you're a sorry-looking bunch and you'll never make it. That's what my teacher told me when I wore your shoes, but here I am. That alone should be proof that your road can be tread, be it paved with broken glass!" There was a slight pause while this sunk in. "This will hurt, a lot, but you can succeed. I will make sure of it! Every single one of you can become a Flowering Knight." The woman spun suddenly and barked out, "My name is Thombeka! I am your instructor and you will refer to me as such! Now then, who among you knows the creed of the FW?" No one rose their hand and an uncomfortable silence formed. Thombeka's eyes narrowed and looked back and forth for someone to call out, and all at once she pointed. "You! Name!" A girl nearby squeaked in surprise. "Imka!" Thombeka huffed. "Alright Imka, good on you for volunteering. Now then, what is your new creed?" Imka stuttered, starting to say something unintelligible. In that moment, Naomi felt an overwhelming need to act, and she felt herself speaking with newfound confidence: "We serve the King, and the people of his country!" There was an audible swish as Thombeka's head swiveled over. The woman peered and approached with outlandish footsteps until she stood directly over Naomi. "Hmm...name." "Naomi," her confidence vanished. She felt a very small trickle of warmth in her underwear as she leaked, barely catching herself. Her entire body shivered in anticipation, realizing that she had potentially interrupted one of the most important women in all the land. "Ahhhhh," the instructor exhaled, slowly transforming into a chuckle of her own. "The daughter of OEB. I should have figured that the One-Eyed Bulldog would bring up a girl with audacity. Runs in her blood!" Thombeka's grizzled face relaxed as she looked over the rest of the students. "All of you, say it!" "We serve the King, and the people of his country!" The chorus was chaotic and pathetic, and Naomi's ears winced at hearing it. "Together!" Thombeka barked. It took a few more tries, but finally all the girls said it together. "We serve the King, and the people of his country!" Thombeka clapped her hands once. "Better. Make no mistake - you are now a team, part of the sisterhood second in all the land only to the King himself. If you want to uphold that creed then you will work together. You do not have to like one another to do it." The instructor started chuckling sardonically at this. "And until your actions and words endanger your creed, none of your instructors will stop you." Someone raised their hand. Thombeka pointed her out. "Name." "Palesa, Ma'am," came the reply. Naomi didn't need to look to know that voice - the bully that had called her out earlier. She felt her lips purse in frustration. If this was about her Samesmelting... Thombeka folded her arms. "Okay, Palesa - what is your question?" "I need to use the toilet. May I go?" The girl's voice had grown significantly sweeter compared to the exchange with Naomi earlier. "No," Thombeka replied without missing a beat. "You're in training right now." When the student looked confused and horrified, Thombeka sighed in irritation. "Your creed is to protect the King and then his people, in that order. Everything else is of secondary consideration." Palesa stammered. "What does-" "That means," the instructor cut her off. "That your training as an aspirant Flowering Knight is the most important part of your life for the foreseeable future. Training, training! You must become strong like a lion, faster than the wind and sweet as honey! These things will make you an FW and ensure you can uphold your promise to your king!" The woman leaned in closer, a hardened look on her face. "I will make sure you are able to do so. It's my duty now to train the next Flowering Knights and ensure our creed will continue!" She pointed accusingly at Palesa. "Your King is in danger right this moment! Will the enemy wait for you to take a tinkle and calm your embarrassment?" Palesa didn't answer at first, but a glower from Thombeka fixed that. "My duty is to protect the King!" "Correct! So you will ignore the protestations of your body - if you are sore, you will persevere. If you are tired, you will force yourself to continue. If you have to pee, you will hold it or you will go - I do not care, and neither does anyone in the Flowering Knights. But, you will never stop in your promise. Is that clear?" There was dead silence in the room. Naomi heard her heart beating in her eardrums. The truth was, she'd already been exposed to this type of lifestyle, at least partially, by her mother. She'd never fully been potty trained herself, much to her embarrassment. She was usually fine with the flaw but she was certain the other girls would make her life hell for it. Her mother had insisted it was a problem that would solve itself. Naomi didn't believe that in the moment - it sounded more like everyone else would be forced to share her problem instead. Palesa's voice sounded pale, almost sick to her stomach. "I...yes Ma'am." There was a sharp inhale from Thombeka. "There's no place for humiliation and embarrassment if you want to succeed on the field of battle. The sooner its beaten out of your system, the better. If you're worried about making a mess on the floor, then I commend your sense of cleanliness. Ask any of your instructors for help - you're more than welcome to wear diapers if you so choose." Again, silence. Taking that as no-further-questions, Thombeka continued. "Now then - let's start off simple. Jumping jacks, begin!" The instructor immediately started in with the exercise, and without any further input the girls began to follow suit. Oh, that was a mistake. The PT didn't just start, it never stopped - Thombeka kept going, and going, and going and going and going. Soon the trainees were huffing and puffing, gasping for breath and flapping their arms with exhaustion. After countless minutes, Thombeka stopped. "Alright, sit ups. Find a partner and begin. I'll let you know when you're allowed to stop and switch. We start in sixty seconds." The girls did their best to scatter, too tired to debate and be choosy. Somehow still, most found a way to acquire a sit-ups partner before Naomi could ask. Soon it looked like it was down to just her and Palesa. She was about to consign herself to this defeat when someone gently fluffed her foxy ears from behind. "I need a partner still..." someone said meekly. Not recognizing the voice, Naomi turned her head and met herself eye-to-eye with Imka. Feeling a flood of relief, Naomi bobbed her head up and down in agreement. The two assumed the position. Imka offered to start, which Naomi was only too happy to allow. Her limbs still burned, and any chance to rest was welcome, even if that meant keeping her potential friend stabilized so she could sit up and down repeatedly. Small effort was preferable to exhaustive effort. Imka whispered. "Hey, thanks for speaking up for me back there." It took Naomi a moment to realize what the girl meant. "Yeah, anytime!" She did her best to smile, but felt awkward in so doing. There was a gruff noise from nearby: the instructor. "Speak freely amongst yourselves, girls: your attempts to hide your words irritates my ears. You will know when I demand your silence." The two girls looked at one another before giggling a bit. It wasn't much, but it was the start of a friendship, and that was good enough for Naomi. Finally, she had one person that seemed decent she could rely on. It was just under ten minutes later before they were given the go-ahead to switch. Imka was breathing heavily and delighted to have an opportunity to tag out. Soon Naomi found herself crunching. She tried to focus and steady her breathing, synchronizing with her ups and downs until she settled in on a rhythm. Music was a pattern of life and it would help her here. If the last jaunt was any indication it would be at least five or ten minutes until she could catch a break. Thirteen minutes after, Naomi began to realize the importance of volunteering to go first, even when exhausted. She sucked air through her teeth, noticeably slower than before, as the droning lecture of her instructor continued. "You can go slower if that's all you can do, but you will not stop. Not yet!" As Naomi crashed onto her back once more she heard a trickling sound from her left, and one of her ears twisted on instinct to get a better listen. It sounded like water being poured nearby, but she remembered her predicament and sat back up instead of focusing. Getting singled out by Thombeka would- "Eek!" someone to her left yelped, and there was a scuffling noise. The instructor was on them in a moment as everyone sat up to look. Palesa lay on her back, doing her best to cover her shorts with both hands as a small puddle slowly spread out from under her. The poor girl's exercise partner was on her rear, scooting backwards to outrun the wet danger. Thombeka roared: "Name!" "Palesa!" "Noxolo!" The instructor but her hands to her hips. "Why did you stop?" When no one answered, she continued. "Oh no, your comrade wet herself and your shins might get dampened. The King is in danger and you swore to protect him! What do you do?!" "We serve the King," both girls replied shakily, and Noxolo returned to her partner's side. Soon they were all back to doing situps like nothing had happened, and every girl present began to fully understand that magnitude of what their oath not only meant, but what it meant to take it. Hours later they were finally allowed to cease exercises for the day. Naomi's entire body was cramped and protesting any movement, and all her peers were too tired to argue, poke fun or commit any form of jesting beyond necessary verbal exchange. They were physically removed of all energy over the course of an afternoon, of such intensity there was not a single girl that survived the initiation with dry pants - endless PT combined with the necessity of hydration was a simple equation that led to the same point every time. Naomi had fallen victim during a sprint. She'd won the race, but left a trail of shame behind her, and part of her fluffy tail had gotten damp along with it. Mercifully, everyone was too tired to jeer even by that point, and no one else fared any better. By the time they'd retired to the communal barracks they were all in the same boat - sweaty, panting and stinking of wet pants. No one spoke as they showered off and switched to proper uniforms - knee-high skirts and long blouses - before sauntering off to the dining hall. The meal prepared was bountiful, served by FW's sporting flowing maid's dresses that bowed courteously at every turn. Fried pork, steamed vegetables, ice-cold milk and more! It was a veritable feast that washed away all the pain of the day's efforts, and by the time it was over the girls were seemingly back to normal, and chatted amongst themselves in high spirits, delighted at the turn of events. Even through the friendly surprise, Naomi began to see cliques forming, something her mother had also warned her about. Imka was thus far the only one that had opened up to Naomi, and she considered the softspoken girl to be a true friend. At least so far. Palesa was shaping up to be the most problematic element, and watching the bully girl's charisma at work filled Naomi with uncertainty and concern for the coming days. Unfortunately, being the first to have a potty accident hadn't done as much damage to Palesa's image as Naomi had hoped. It wasn't helping, but all the girls were in the same place - peeing your pants was no longer just an action of shame. It was a promise. The hours went by as the next phase of their day came and went. Book studies on a variety of subjects, including history, tactics, literature of heroes long since passed and a deeper understanding of the country and its people. Some of the girls started to doze off and were rewarded with a stern snap from instructor Nobantu. The older woman was of much more agreeable manner than Thombeka, but the slightest hint of disinterest in her teaching would set her off like a firecracker. As such, Naomi rapidly learned not to let her mind wander. She only fell asleep once during the whole stint, giving herself a nosebleed when her face smacked into her desk. Cleverly, she passed this off as an effort to keep herself awake, which the teacher seemed to accept. The only further distraction was the fidgeting of a student at her desk here and there, and with blessed hearing Naomi was able to hear the telltale hissing of her colleagues failing to hold on from time to time. Every time it happened her face reddened, knowing that it could just as easily be her. By the time they were done they were uninterested in the allotted one hour of personal time. Unsurprisingly, most simply went to their beds and collapsed. However, for Naomi, there was something important to be done. She perused the halls, walking around the long and grandiose architecture before finding the library. "You're up late," Nobantu's genteel voice spooked her. Naomi's hair stood on end and she felt another small leak. The girl spun about and bowed. "I'm sorry, instructor. I just...had something I needed to ask." "Go on, then," the older woman nodded lightly. Just say it, Naomi. The King is in peril, and you must act, not hesitate. "I was just wondering if I could get something to wear for nighttime." Nobantu didn't respond, watching expectantly. Naomi tried again. "You know, for uhm..." Again, the instructor refused to acknowledge this. She looked on, waiting for a direct and proper response. It took a few more seconds and a hearty breath for Naomi to work up the courage to say it out loud. "I need to wear diapers at night so I do not wet the bed." "Better," Nobantu finally acknowledged the girl's request. "Was that so hard?" Naomi's ears flattened again. It was one thing to be denied access to the bathroom, it would be another to wake up in damp sheets, especially when all her peers would be sleeping in the same room. They were still learning about one another, and that particular situation was something she didn't want to be known for. Nobantu led the girl down the hallway and back the way she came. They entered the medical office, a deceptively spacious room stocked full of various medicines in shelves and lockboxes. In the far corner, beyond the cots and medical machinery the finest minds in the country could develop were a few closets. When Nobantu opened one, Naomi had to stifle a gasp. It was full of diapers, packages upon packages stocked as close to one another as possible. The instructor grabbed one and passed it to her nonchalantly. "There's ten there - not very absorbent, but they're slim and discrete, and fit like underwear - they'll keep you comforted and protected until the morning if you'd like." Naomi didn't wish to be disrespectful, but felt compelled to speak up. "I thank you, but I don't need all of these. Just one should suffi-" "You're not special: lots of trainees need or request them. Your call - none of the instructors care about your continence; only your capabilities." Nobantu turned about and started to leave. "The door's always open - help yourself or not." Naomi only needed a few seconds to mull her options over. Dutifully closing the cabinet, she clutched the package of diapers close to her chest and ran back to her room. The realization that anyone in the facility could walk into her carrying such a thing gave her renewed energy and purpose, if only for long enough to reach the safety of confinement. But safety was a strange word. Sure, Naomi was now removed from the instructors and staff of the Flowering Knights, but now she was in the proverbial lion's den that was her immediate peers. Several sideways glances appeared when she entered, but most looked away. Despite being partially covered by her arms they all knew damn well what the package was, what it was for and the leering potential that it would be them the next night, or the night after. Palesa had no reservations about capitalizing on this. "Of course you'd be the first one to give up," the girl sneered, and a few others joined in on the passive-aggressive taunting. Naomi hugged the package tighter and moved to her own bed, doing her best to ignore it. Lashing out wouldn't solve anything right now and she was too tired to get into it. "Lay off, Palesa," Imka mumbled from nearby. "You were the first to fall." Several girls harumphed in agreement and the bully backed down with a, "whatever", going back to reading her book. Naomi prayed a silent thanks to her friend's insistence. True to the instructor's word these were discrete. Shaped like panties but with extra padding, they were easy to slip into and hide underneath pants or a skirt or anything else. Naomi breathed a sigh of relief, feeling a strange comfort from the soft padding that hugged her like a fluffy cloud. It was embarrassing, but so long as everyone else was embarrassed she decided she could deal with it. Soon the girl had forgotten all about her predicament, her training, the bullying and the friendship she'd begun, settling into the hazy lines of the book in her hands, drifting off to sleep at some time unknown. The present day... "Step it up!" Naomi hissed to herself, forcing her legs to pump harder and faster. She accelerated down the racetrack, feeling the wind whipping across her sweat-soaked body and pants as she now made a full and concerted effort. It was a glorious feeling, and for a few dozen meters more she forgot all about the pain in her body. She was strong and free, and that was what mattered. As Naomi crossed the finish line Thembeka blew a whistle. "That's enough! Naomi leads by two and a half laps. Take fifteen to hydrate and get ready for the next exercise." "We serve!" came the chorus from all over the track. Naomi slowed her breathing and bent down, forcing her heart to slow down as her hands made it atop her knees. Standing was important, and the stretching helped ease her aches, but in trade she felt a familiar warmth start to puddle in her padded underwear. Sighing, she let the feeling wash over her - she had done her best and she had won, and that was all that mattered. Anyone that thought otherwise was wrong and had lost. Having a soggy diaper was a small price to pay for victory.
  11. Hi my omo firends, I hope you're having a good and wet day. The title basically says it all, there is this ecchi/hentai manga (i suppose manga but maybe manhwa or manhua I don't really know) called ''A pervert's daily life'', and it's a really well done work if you ask me, but the important thing is that it's filled, overflowing with omorashi and peeing scenes. I can assure you, the first ones are like in the first chapters (like 9/10/11 I don't really remember), but if you wait a little bit more it becomes really once every 5 chapters or even less than that. As an example, look for chapters 35, 36, 39, 40 and 44. This leads me to the request: if someone wants to read it (or meaby already read it), could they please give us a list of the chapters that contain peeing/omorashi? I assure you it's a great read and I would do it myself if i wasn't so busy these days. Thanks for your time and thanks in advance if someone decides to do this. P.S. English isn't my first language, so please forgive any mistakes I made :)
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    This is a compilation of a bunch of non male usually female wetting scenes, with this one having a theme of happening during oral sex The order of the wettings are 1: Boku no Yayoi-san - Episode 1 2: Chizuru-chan Kaihatsu Nikki - Episode 2 3: Nuki Doki! Tenshi to Akuma no Sakusei Battle - Episode 2 4: Grope: Yami no Naka no Kotori-tachi - Episode 1
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  13. "Uhmm... Uhmmmmhhh..." A white-haired girl in her pajamas rolled on her bed, her legs tightly squeezing the soft, fluffy pillow she was hugging. Judging by her youthful looks, you would be forgiven to think that she was still in middle school, even though by all rights, she was already in high school instead. "Need to go... the bathroom..." Not to mention her current... issue, which normally wouldn't happen to an older girl of her age. She turned and groaned, one hand now buried in her crotch. Her hips gyrated back and forth, giving a nice view of her ample bottom. "Mmmm... It's locked... Why is it locked?" Her fidgeting grew more intense as time went on. She now had both hands pressed into her crotch and was actively rolling back and forth. Until eventually, she rolled too much and fell off her bed. Now, normally, a year ago, this would be when the warmth of shame spread between her legs, soaking her panties, pajama trousers, and the poor carpet that her mother would've to clean later. But, thanks to a certain incident, that would never happen again. "Urghhhh..." She opened her eyes, sitting groggily for a moment as she rubbed them. Only to return back to her squirming state from before, burying her hands between her legs yet again. "Oooh, I really need to go..." Swiftly, she stood up, quickly switching into a pee dance as she thought about what her next action should be. "Mom! Are you awake yet? I need to go!" The girl slowly made her way out of her room, still writhing and squirming, moving her ample butt left and right. "Honey, I'm coming!" To her relief, she didn't have to go down the stairs in this state as her mother barged into the room right before she could reach for the doorknob. Slamming the wood right onto her face in the process. "Kyah!" She let out a shriek as she fell backwards, landing on her bottom with her legs wide open. The perfect pose to have an accident. "Honey! Are you al—oohhh!" The older silver-haired lady pressed her hands into her crotch, feeling her bladder rapidly expanding, sending her into a state of desperation in an instant. As for the young girl, she experienced the exact opposite. She had a blissful, relieved look as her full bladder deflated. However, there was no warm puddle forming between her legs. Her panties and pajama pants remained completely dry. Sadly, the older woman didn't experience the same fortune. "Ahhnnn... It's coming out..." She bit her lip, tears forming in her eyes as a soft hissing noise filled the air, followed by the acrid scent of pee. She fell down, still burying her hands as warmth exploded from her tinkle tank. A woman in her thirties (though she certainly didn't look the part) wetting herself. And right in front of her daughter too. When she finished, her white skirt and panties were soaked from top to bottom. Even her socks and sandals didn't escape the wetness. She now sat in the middle of a large puddle of her own making. Indeed, ever since that certain, fateful day, the girl could not pee on her own. No matter how desperate she got, not a single drop would escape her own peehole. She could only transfer her pee to other women, using their peeholes as hers. Holding it in permanently was not an option as eventually, she would either damage her own bladder or it would just burst, transporting her pee into every single female near her. Not to mention the pain she would incur by doing so. Seeing her mother having an accident, the girl... - felt extremely bad. She had embarrassed her terribly for sure! (Lawful +1) - felt just a little bad. It can't be helped! She was bursting! (Chaotic +1) - felt a strange sense of delight. Her pretty mother wetting herself like this... It just makes her even cuter! (Lewd +1) For the two alignments, they would have opposing effects on our character's bladder: Lawful = The more Lawful she is, the stronger her control over her bladder is. She can hold for longer and she can prevent accidental bladder transfer more. At max Lawful, she can hold for days without transferring a single drop. Chaotic = The more Chaotic she is, the weaker her control over her bladder is. She can hold for less and would accidentally leak her bladder content to girls surroundings her more. At max Chaotic, she can barely hold her water at all. She has to constantly transfer her pee into everyone around her. And a lot of the time, she wouldn't even be able to control who she transfers it to. As for Lewdity, the bigger Lewdity she has, the more willing she will be to do lewd stuff. It also makes her personality be lewder as well. Also, vote for her name as well. Try to give her a vaguely Japanese name. (I reserve veto right if I don't like the most popular name).
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    Ive collected many more anime wettings doubling the length of the video from last time, Ive also sorta ranked them putting my least favorites at the front and my absolute favorites at the end, and after the compilation theres a slideshow showing all the wettings in action Wettings that were supposed to be added but excluded and why Aine from Masou Gakuen HxH (discovered she was 17) All the other Ikkitousen wettings (were either of minors or were in school uniforms which I was uncomfortable with) All the other queens blade wettings (scenes were either way too intense or it was of Leina who looked too young with her big ass bug eyes) Dark Love (Most likely minors and it was extremely rapey, made me extremely uncomfortable) Aesthetic of a rouge hero (Minors☹️) (Whats stopping these weirdo creators from making the characters adults☹️) Jojo’s Bizzare Adventure Part 6 Stone Ocean (showed way too little, and wasnt explicit enough)
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  15. Version 1.0.0

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    This is a reupload of the file originally posted by @quicksort. All credit for the translation goes to him. You need to have the RPG VX ACE RTP installed and your system locale set to Japanese to play.
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    Maid wets herself. She is put in diapers by her mistress, masturbates and cuddles with her mistress.
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  17. View File INCONTINENT MAID Maid wets herself. She is put in diapers by her mistress, masturbates and cuddles with her mistress. Submitter FarCry3 Submitted 10/24/2023 Category Female  
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