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  1. I have enjoyed making videos more then I thought I would~ I like trying stuff~ I wet the same pair of jeans tonight 3 times watching a movie and it was so nice~ any suggestions/ what you'd wanna see in a video? (Not requests, can't do everything/limits to what I can do) but think it'll be fun to see why you all would like to see~ I do have more lingerie outfits~ can be what you'd like me to wear or what you'd wanna see me do~
  2. This is my very first post here, so I will do my best, although I am a published poet/writer who has always had an omorasi fetish/kink. Unfortunately, my husband is unwilling to take part, so I've always indulged by myself. It started out when I woke up around 12:30-1am CST and I felt a twinge in my bladder, and it was starting to get a bit full. I was really exhausted and I didn't feel like getting up then, so I simply rolled over and went right back to sleep. I woke up around 7am, and my bladder was VERY full, swollen, and distended. I definitely had an excellent bladder bulge! My abdomen felt very firm over my HUGE bladder! I decided at that point to do a holding contest to see if I could break my own record of 824 ml...so I kept holding it as I continued laying flat on my back in bed. It felt great to VERY lightly stroke my hand over my increasingly firm bladder bulge, and it even seemed to help with holding it in. At this point, my bladder was so distended that it went above my navel and from one hip to the other hip. It wasn't painful at that point...in fact, it made me sexually aroused! Since my p*ssy was dry (menopause caused by a hysterectomy...also, not a drop of leakage!), I used some lube to masturbate some, after I took off my panties. It felt soooooo good gently stroking my p*ssy, and it even helped take some of the HUGE amounts of pressure off my overfull, swollen and distended bladder! At this point, I was having NO trouble at all holding my HUGE, swollen, taut bladder overfilled with an ocean of piss. Then, I inserted one finger inside my v*gina, in order to feel my bladder from the inside, and to also help my poor tortured urethra a little bit to help keep the ocean of pee inside my now rock hard, seriously distended bladder. As soon as I VERY lightly palpated my overextended and rock-hard bladder from the inside, sudden waves of sharp pain started wracking my tortured, rock-hard, and distended bladder, which then took up my entire abdomen at that point. Although I felt like I was "too overfull to leak", I applied pressure to my urethra, just to prevent any potential leakage as bladder spasms wracked my entire over distended abdomen. It was then I knew my bursting bladder had reached its absolute limit, since my distended, rock-hard bladder bulge was continuing to spasm very painfully. Luckily, I already had a very large plastic bowl and a measuring cup ready to go, so I hobbled very carefully over to the bathroom about 10 feet away. Then, I squatted over the large bowl and began releasing the strong torrent of the HUGE amount of pent-up pee from my desperately overfilled bladder. I didn't get an exact time for how long I pissed, but it was definitely well over 2 minutes, probably closer to 3 minutes of a VERY strong, very large, and VERY forceful stream of piss rushing out of me. After I finally finished emptying out the last few streams, then drops, I wiped myself with the bit of TP I already had ready. Then I looked at the contents of the large bowl, and I started measuring all of the urine by pouring it into the measuring cup and then dumping it into the toilet. Total measurements ended up being: 3.75 cups, or 38 ounces, or 1, 123.794 ml (milliliters) or 1.124 L (liters). I hope everyone enjoys this holding story, as well as the pictures!
  3. "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).
  4. Recently I bought some goodnites-brand disposable bed mats intended to protect against bedwetting (frankly to me they just look like puppy pee pads with Goodnites branding, no idea if there's a significant difference). Over the past couple weeks I "tested" a couple of them by just peeing on them directly, and they seem to be able to absorb quite a lot. So, a few mornings ago, I decided to a full (purposeful) bedwetting and see how they do. I put on a pull-up, laid down, tried to relax, and after about 5 minutes was able to let it flow-- I was a bedwetter up until almost my teens, but the subconscious conditioning is pretty strong against going in bed at this point... I've tried a few times in the past, and this was the first time I've really succeeded fully. At first it was just some forced spurts, but once the floodgates opened I was truly able to wet myself fully. Unfortunately I succeeded a bit too well-- I was laying on my side, which rendered the generic pull-up pretty ineffective and made it a true bed-wetting experience. This was honestly kind of nostalgic for me, bringing back a feeling I hadn't experienced in a long time (with the added charge of being awake and having done it purposefully). Unfortunately, the pee also overflowed the bedwetting pad and left a sizeable wet spot on my mattress - more cleanup than I had bargained for My next plan is to try two of them, covering a larger area of the bed. The pee seemed to really want to spread upwards rather than down, which surprised me? My shirt ended up getting pretty wet too. The issue is, how I'm nervous about having to clean my mattress again, which isn't what I wanted out of this whole exploration. I'm curious if anyone else has had any experience with these bed mats, or competing ones, and if there are any strategies to maximize their effectiveness? From a noise & cleanup perspective I'd much prefer something like this, rather than a plastic sheet or the like. Maybe I need to get more effective pullups/diapers, but frankly some leakage is a big part of the appeal for me.
  5. Here's the next chapter in the Bedwetting Blunders series. This was originally meant to be published on Halloween, but different circumstances ended up delaying it. I hope you enjoy regardless. Let me know what you think, and feel free to tell me about any Halloween themed bedwetting stories you have. “Do you want to hear a scary story I hear about our cabin?” Faye scanned the room for takers, but no one seemed to be listening. “Figures,” she said to herself. Faye was typically an outcast, always being shunned by her peers for being the weird girl that was into occult practices. “No one wants to any of that because it’s all bogus,” Samantha chimed in. A beautiful and busty blonde, her popularity in school emanated a dominant aura that none would dare defy. “Besides, it’s already nighttime. I just want to go to bed.” “Oh please, we all know the real reason is because you’re too much of a pussy to handle it,” Terri snapped back. Terri was a tomboy, but more on the muscular side. She used that for good, acting as the bully of bullies and an older sister figure to the more quiet and reserved girls in school. Faye was happy to have her in the same cabin, especially to keep Sam in check. “Well, actually,” Sara interjected and adjusted her square-frame glasses before continuing, “even if she was scared, it’s theoretically improbable, if not impossible, for such a paranormal anomaly to occur. As Samantha states, it’s ‘bogus’.” Sara wasn’t the loud type, but as a girl of science, it was hard for her to keep her mouth closed when anything defied her way of thinking. She was a geek in every sense of the word, including her appearance, sporting impractically long, red, braided twintails that ended at her butt. “I-I’m not scared of anything!” Sam rebutted, clearly taken aback by the accusations weighed against her. “We can listen to the dumb story. I doubt it’s nothing but fluff anyways.” “Hehehe,” Faye chuckled to herself. “Sounds good to me. Everyone else in?” she asked with a slightly crooked smile. “Eh, could be fun. Camp’s been boring so far anyways.” Terri sat down on the floor next to Faye’s bed, spreading her legs out as she got comfortable. “Very well, I’ll humor your fairytale,” Sara said, taking her seat across from Terri. “But just so you know, I don’t believe any of this for a second!” “Well, for once it seems we’re in agreement, dork,” Sam commented as she crossed her legs on her bed. “Well creep? Let’s hear it. Tell me a story that’ll make me pee my pants in fear,” she challenged sarcastically. “Oh, how topical,” Faye said eerily, her cold chill entering the cabin. “I’ve got the story just for you then.” The cultist girl proceeded to open a black journal she had on her nightstand and read from it. “About 30 years ago, when Camp Wellspring was first founded, there were a group of four girls in this exact cabin. All of them were pretty typical girls, except for one. She had a certain… condition. She was a bedwetter.” “What?” The blonde interrupted. “What part of this is scary? Are you sure you’re not just reading your fetish journal?” The two other girls snickered a bit, but that didn’t stop Faye from continuing the story. “Don’t you worry. But just so you know, it’s rude to make fun of the dead.” All three girls shut up at that comment. “One night, the other girls in the cabin discovered her wearing nighttime protection and dogpiled onto her. They teased her and even beat her up for the entire night. The following night, she took her fate into her own hands. Brandishing a knife, she slaughtered all of her cabin mates, before taking her own life.” “H-hey,” Sara said with a shiver, “that’s getting a bit too real, don’t you think?” “Hehe, are you scared?” The purple-clad occult club member joked. “Of course not!” Sam answered on the science girl’s behalf. “I-it’s preposterous. Totally horse crap!” “I gotta admit, it does all come off as a bit farfetched,” Terri chimed in. “Don’t believe me? That’s fair. After all, I didn’t believe it myself. I thought it was just a campfire story that my upperclassmen were gassing me up with. That is, until I got here and found this.” Faye moved her bed, revealing a large red stain soaked into the wooden floor. A shiver ran down the other girls’ spines. Even Terri, despite her usual courage, was unnerved by the sight and the obvious implications. “That’s fucked up,” the butch girl said aloud, causing the less brave girls around her to shiver. “Well, that’s not the end,” Faye said. “Apparently her ghost still roams around the campgrounds at night. Our school newspaper has had reports of sightings almost every year, ranging from the councilor’s office to the bathrooms, and worst of all, our specific cabin.” “Okay, I’ve heard enough!” Samantha said before storming out the door. “I-I’m heading for a walk. I want to get some fresh air before bed.” “Uh, yeah. I gotta take a piss. I’ll be back in a bit,” Terri said before making her own leave. Faye turned to look at Sara, prompting her to scootch backwards a little bit. “I-I don’t have anything better to do, so I’m heading straight to bed!” And do so she did, burying herself under the covers, making herself invisible to the world around her. Faye chuckled, moving her own bed back where it was and getting in it to rest herself. “Jeez, stupid freak,” Sam said as she kicked a rock in the dark. “She’s actually got me rattled over nothing.” She sauntered a bit into the woods to calm herself, but that turned out to be a mistake. As she went a bit deeper, the sounds of the wild animals and lack of lighting save for the moon only served to build the already nestled fear in her heart. What’s more she could feel the need to relieve herself rising. “Damn, I should’ve went with Terri to the restroom.” She scanned her surroundings before biting her lip. She could still go now, but she remembered what Faye said about the ghost. “I guess I could just go here. No one would know,” she thought to herself. However, she barely made it halfway through pulling her pajama shorts down before she noticed some heavy rustling in the bushes in front of her. “W-who’s there?” She questioned, pulling her shorts back up. Silence followed. She took a step backwards before bumping into something. She didn’t dare say a word as she felt a breath against her cheek, the presence behind her saying only one thing. “Sam.” Sam turned tail and ran with a bloody scream. Her feet carried her as she scrambled her way back through the woods. She didn’t stop running until she made it back to the cabin, slamming the door with a thud. She took several minutes to collect herself. Looking around the cabin, it seemed that Terri was still out, but otherwise everyone was sound asleep. Exhausted and scared, she made her way to bed too, ignoring the discomfort in her bladder as she eventually drifted to sleep. “Shit, I’ve been holding it for forever,” Terri complained as she entered the public toilets. Maybe it had something to do with Faye’s story, but the building seemed eerier than normal. She was slightly taken aback by lack of lighting and the creaking of the wooden stalls, a draft moving the doors slightly. “Okay Terri, you’re not a punk ass bitch. Just take a piss and get out,” she emboldened herself. As she entered the stall, she could’ve sworn she heard whispers outside, but was able to shake it off, amounting it to the wind making weird noises. She pulled down her pants and boxers as her butt made contact with the cold porcelain. She was about to let the stream flow, when suddenly she heard a scream come from outside. “Fuck, shit! Shit!” With no hesitation, the butch girl’s calm stance broke as she rushed to pulls her clothes back on and leave the bathroom. She didn’t run, but paced quickly back to the cabin, being sure to check her surroundings the entire way back. As she entered the cabin, she noted the other girls all apparently asleep and sighed. “Sheesh, I’m all worked up over nothing,” she thought to herself as she got in bed, her need to pee still unsatisfied. “Ugh, this isn’t good,” Sara whined in her head. “I gotta pee.” Ever since she’d hid herself in bed, she’d been dying to use the bathroom. However, Faye’s story had rattled her to her very core. Science and logic be damned, she couldn’t muster the courage to leave the cabin, let alone the bed. “What do I do?” She thought. “There’s no way I’m gonna be able to last the night.” She squeezed her hands between her thighs as she searched for an answer. Eventually, she came to one. “Logically speaking, it should be okay to wet the bed here.” The thought sounded dumb at first, but she continued to humor it. “Barring Faye, the other two girls were afraid of the story too. So even if I wet the bed, they won’t shame me for it!” It was a ridiculous proposition, but in her mind, it was her only option. She took her hands out from between her legs and placed her twintails above her head as she laid on her back. She took a couple of deep breaths before letting go. A hissing sound filled the cabin as she deliberately wet the bed, a pool of warm urine forming around her body. Tears began to develop in her eyes as she finished the deed. Disappointed and satisfied as the same time, she shut her eyes tight, eventually convincing herself to fall asleep. Faye slept soundly. The knowledge that she’d managed to scare her cabin mates brought her immense pleasure. However, as she awoke from her sleep, she knew something was wrong. She couldn’t move, nor could she speak. “W-what’s going on?” she thought to herself in a panic. “Is this sleep paralysis?” As she stared at the ceiling, a being began to form in front of her own eyes, ghostly in nature. Faye’s eyes went wide, both in fear and excitement. The situation wasn’t good, but she couldn’t help but feel validated seeing a ghost in real life. That was, until the ghostly girl pressed a hand on Faye’s stomach and pushed on it. The eerie girl was given a hefty reminder of her need to pee, and from the looks of it, that ghost fully intended on making her do it in her bed. Faye wanted to scream, or shake her head, or do anything, but the paralysis held firm as the ghost continued to push down on her bladder. Faye was able to let out a small whimper as she felt her endurance give, her pee bursting out of her and onto the awaiting sheets and mattress, soaking her purple panties as well. As she finished, the ghost faded back into nothingness and Faye regained control of her body, but at this point she couldn’t do anything but sob to herself as she soaked in her own accident. Morning came, with four girls standing in urine-soaked clothes, staring at each other and their accompanying wet beds. Nothing was said until Sara broke the silence. “Camp rules say that anyone who wets the bed has to wear diapers for the rest of their time here.” The girls collectively shivered at the statement, but didn’t have time to ponder it before the head councilor entered the cabin for the wake up call, and in doing so, caught them all red-handed. “You’ve got to believe us!” Sara pleaded. “Believe what? In ghosts? Stop making excuses,” the councilor chided. “B-but how else do you explain the red stain under my bed?” Faye asked, more panicked than she had been by the ghost itself. “Some girls had spilt wine there years ago without telling anyone. By the time we found out, the floor was already stained deep,” the older woman explained. “B-but someone had gotten behind me and scared me last ni-,” Sam argued before she was cut off. “That was me,” the councilor said firmly. “You were out way past curfew and I wanted to ask what you were doing before you ran off, screaming like a banshee.” “That was YOU screaming?!” Terri yelled, pissed at this revelation. “Yeah, what of it, bitch?!” The duo entered a shouting match with each other, throwing insults between each other. “Enough!” the councilor demanded. “Normally, for bedwetters we just make them wear pull-ups so it’s not as embarrassing, but clearly you girls are just no good, loudmouth liars, no better than toddlers.” The girls all cowered at the older lady’s outburst. “As punishment for your misbehavior, you four will be wearing these large diapers, made for girls with incontinence. You will be checked regularly, and your privacy will not be respected.” That statement struck more fear in them than the ghost ever could. Realizing they were in a bad position and shouldn’t push their luck, the girls agreed to the punishment, a mix of anger, fear and sadness overwhelming them, tears streaming down their cheeks. By the end of the week, all four girls were thoroughly humiliated. None of their clothes did anything to hide their padded undergarments. The diaper checks weren’t discreet at all either, sometimes being done in front of everyone at the site. Although Terri and Sam didn’t have any more accidents, neither Faye nor Sara were able to keep their diapers dry at night, still too mortified by the ghost to use the bathroom. They became close friends by the end of the week because they were now all they had at school. And to this day, all of them believe their dilemma was revenge from the bedwetter ghost of Camp Wellspring.
  6. Some early memories, it feels good to write it all down. I've been interested in peeing and diaper stuff for as long as I can remember. One of my earliest memories is of me peeing on a potty after I could use a normal toilet, just out of curiosity I guess. The memory is a bit fuzzy, but I couldn't have been older than 6, because it was at a house we moved out of when I turned 6. I remember the naughty feeling of doing something I wasn't supposed to be doing anymore, peeing on the potty, and dumping it out in the toilet so my mom wouldn't find it. I also remember being fascinated with baby stuff, like diapers. I was the oldest of four, so there was always baby stuff around for most of my childhood. The next pee memory I have I would have been either 7 or 8. I remember peeing my pants deliberately at school. I was wearing maroon colored cotton shorts, so they were dark and didn't show much. I just slowly wet them over the course of the day. Outside at recess, I would pee a bit, and then run around and play until they dried off, and then pee a bit more. At my desk I would slowly let a bit out every hour or so. I remember the feeling of my panties and shorts being damp, and being able to smell it a bit. I remember the fear of getting caught, the fear of letting too much go at once, and I remember an older girl looking at me funny as I got on the bus, but I don't know if she could tell what I had done or if I was just being self conscious. When I got home I changed my clothes and my sister, who was a year younger, asked me if I had peed my pants, and I said yes, but please don't tell mom. I don't think she did, and I hid my wet clothes in the laundry. It wasn't sexual, I probably didn't even understand what sex was at the time. I just did it because it felt good. Around the same time, almost every time I went to the bathroom I would sit on the toilet and pee through my panties. Then I would hide them in the laundry, or somewhere else. I would sometimes go back and re-wet them multiple times in a day if I was at home. I could hide them for a little while, but after a while they would smell pretty bad, so I got creative about wetting, drying them out, rotating with new ones, knowing when my mom did laundry so I could hide some in there without her finding them. I would also sometimes mat up toilet paper like a diaper and pee into them, but that didn't work very well. I also pooped in my panties a couple times, but, well...that was a lot more work to clean up, so it didn't happen very often. When you're 10 years old you're not left home alone, and I shared a room, so I didn't have much privacy except in the bathroom. And it was kind of a cloudy thing in my mind anyway--I didn't really understand what I was doing or why, I just did it sometimes because I liked how it felt. One other thing I remember is always delaying going to the bathroom, and holding it as long as possible. Sometimes I would squirt a little in my clothes while I was playing, but never a full accident. I got used to feeling desperate, and running to the bathroom when I finally couldn't hold it anymore. I don't know if this was connected to just not wanting to interrupt whatever I was playing at, or something to do with peeing. I really didn't understand any of it at the time. When I was maybe 11 or 12 I got my own room in the basement, while the rest of the family was on the second floor of the house. The laundry was also in the basement, so it was easier to hide things, or slip something into the wash after my mom had started a load. I remember I found a box of second hand clothes in our house, and digging through it for something I could wet, and hide without anyone knowing. I found a light blue track suit, and a super cute pair of white polka dotted cotton overalls, and stashed them in my room. I started wetting them pretty regularly. I would wait until everyone had gone to bed, put them on, and wet them in bed. Of course, I would also wet the bed that way, so I had to be careful. But sometimes the excitement would get the better of me and I would totally flood everything--my clothes, the bed, my sheets would all be wet, and I would even roll around in my wet bed until I was completely soaked. Of course, then I would have to sleep in a wet bed, but I still did it. By that age, I was showering every morning anyway, so I could get cleaned up then. I have so many memories of lying in bed, wearing my cute wetting clothes, reading a book or something, and slowly wetting myself. It would feel so warm, laying there in my wet bed. This is when i discovered the sexual side of it, and my first ever orgasm was wearing peed-in clothes. Side note: years later when I moved out, the mattress was totally wrecked. You could see all the stain marks on it. The basement always smelled a bit musty anyway, so if anyone noticed they didn't say anything, but it was a bit embarrassing getting rid of that mattress. Probably around that same time, there was a week in the summer where my mom and other siblings were gone all morning for a week. I don't remember exactly what for, maybe some summer kids program at the library, or swimming lessons? Anyway, this was one of my first opportunities to be home alone for long enough to play with wetting, and then clean up and do laundry before anyone came home. I spent that week peeing in anything I could find--pants, shorts, dresses, bathing suits. I discovered I loved wetting overalls and rompers and things like that, and I still do. Standing up, sitting down, laying down, upside-down...it was really a week of experimentation. I also found some diapers (my mom used cloth diapers), and tried them, but I never really figured out how to fold and tie them right. But there was some plastic pants in a closet, and I played around with them too. I continued to do this all through high school, and I never got caught. With experience, I got better at cleaning up, and obviously as I got older I was home alone more often, and I still had my basement bedroom. But it was still this weird unspoken, unknown thing that I didn't understand, and I had no idea that anyone else would do this as well. It wasn't until I was maybe 15 or 16 that I got internet in my room (my parents were pretty strict about internet usage, and filters, etc), and one night I stumbled across some websites of people who were into wetting, desperation, ABDL, etc. All of a sudden a whole new world opened up to me, and I realized I wasn't the only one who was like this. There was all kinds of stuff, and different ideas too. I wouldn't even say it was porn for me at that point, it was almost like research--new ideas I I could try, stories from other people, pictures and videos. I mean, I'm not a lesbian, but I can appreciate a video of a woman desperate to pee, or wearing ABDL clothes, not because they're turning me on, but because I want to BE that person in the video. This story is getting pretty long, so maybe I'll stop there and write up something else about my experiences after high school. My adventures in buying diapers could fill a whole story in itself. Buying real ABDL clothes. Pee desperation was also something I discovered later. I'm into a lot of different parts of this fetish. Stay tuned
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  8. Up until now I had a room mate that would get stuff like this but I never know where they got it from so I figured that if anyone would know where to get some comfy ABDL stuff it would be you guys.
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    ACZD-064 - Secret Peeing Taken By Mako Maeda. ACZD-064-01 - The actress films herself wetting her panties over a small towel. ACZD-064 -02 - The actress stands over the camera and wets her panties. ACZD-064-03 - The actress desperate to pee films herself wetting her pajamas and then puts them in the washing machine. It then cuts to her wearing a shirt and panties as she sits in the same spot as before and wets herself again. ACZD-064 -04 - It starts off with the actress wearing a skirt desperate to pee trying to hold it until she wets herself. It then cuts to her sitting on a bed wearing a leotard and a diaper. After she gets done peeing in the diaper she takes it off to show how much she peed. It then cuts again to her wearing yet another skirt wetting herself again. ACZD-064-05 - It starts with the actress wearing a dress and pantyhose while drinking a bunch of liquids. She tries to hold it for as long as she can before wetting herself followed by taking a shower. It the cuts to her picking out a diaper to wear for the next part. It then cuts to her walking on screen in jeans after wetting herself with a wet bum (I assume she couldn't hold it in time while she was trying to get the camera ready). She then takes her pants off to show off that she is wearing the diaper she picked out earlier along with showing off how full it was. ACZD-064 Uncut - Has everything above plus some enemas/pooping in diapers and pantie pooping. Screenshots are in order of the files Enjoy
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  10. View File ACZD-064 ACZD-064 - Secret Peeing Taken By Mako Maeda. ACZD-064-01 - The actress films herself wetting her panties over a small towel. ACZD-064 -02 - The actress stands over the camera and wets her panties. ACZD-064-03 - The actress desperate to pee films herself wetting her pajamas and then puts them in the washing machine. It then cuts to her wearing a shirt and panties as she sits in the same spot as before and wets herself again. ACZD-064 -04 - It starts off with the actress wearing a skirt desperate to pee trying to hold it until she wets herself. It then cuts to her sitting on a bed wearing a leotard and a diaper. After she gets done peeing in the diaper she takes it off to show how much she peed. It then cuts again to her wearing yet another skirt wetting herself again. ACZD-064-05 - It starts with the actress wearing a dress and pantyhose while drinking a bunch of liquids. She tries to hold it for as long as she can before wetting herself followed by taking a shower. It the cuts to her picking out a diaper to wear for the next part. It then cuts to her walking on screen in jeans after wetting herself with a wet bum (I assume she couldn't hold it in time while trying to get the camera ready). She then takes her pants off to show off that she is wearing the diaper she picked out earlier along with showing off how full it was. ACZD-064 Uncut - Has everything above plus some enemas/pooping in diapers and pantie pooping. Screenshots are in order of the files Enjoy Submitter omorashi67 Submitted 12/05/2022 Category JAV Collections  
  11. Matilda the Bear By Horatio Husky Commission for ArtMckinley Chapter I. Matilda inhaled deeply, closing her eyes as the night air of the forest filled her spirit lungs and nostrils with a sweet, damp scent. The leaves and branches crunched satisfyingly underneath her large foot paws as she walked along her usual midnight stroll, the bottom of her dress billowing beneath her but above the dew covered grass, keeping itself away from its moisture. The being had dressed herself in a maternal looking apron on top of her dress, resembling the image of a motherly caretaker from decades past. She always had a habit of taking a while to catch up to modern fashions, and enjoyed staying a little behind in the times. Her figure was still intimidating despite her motherly appearance, long brown hair, a towering height of well over seven feet, and as with most females bear spirits she bore heavy set breasts and large arms and legs. As a spirit, however, she wasn’t bothered by her appearance, and fully embraced her largeness with a positive personality. Not to mention, she had other worries than how she looked. Her concerns were with the locals and their relation to the forest, keeping sure that each stayed where they belonged and didn’t bother each other too much. That’s when the car with its brights on and music blaring decided to park by the side of the road bordering the forest, her ears perked up, and she followed the source of the noise. Goodness me! If this is Tom again getting home late and drunk his wife isn’t the only one that is going to have strong words with him, she thought to herself annoyedly, remembering how one of the locals had a bad habit of drinking and driving, and how on multiple occasions she had to nurse him back to health herself. The distinct smell of booze was in the air as she approached, her sensitive nostrils picking up a few other choice scents as she drew closer. Are those teenagers out again sleeping with each other away from their parents? Goodness me the youth today truly are shameless! At last she stood next to the car by the passenger side window, she leaned over and peeked inside. Much to her horror, the scene before her was uglier than any she had seen before. Covered in sweat and runny make-up a girl who looked to be in her early twenties lay in the driver’s seat, her breath reeking of alcohol as she moaned to herself loudly, her right hand stuck in the front of her pants working its way in and out of what Matilda presumed to be her unspeakables. Several black highlights were present in her dirty blonde hair, and she was clad in what was in Matilda’s opinion, “Scant, modern rags.” “What do you think you’re doing, young lady? Do you know what time it is? And goodness gracious, do you have any idea how naughty this behavior is! Drunk and touching yourself in the middle of the forest, tsk tsk. You do know that it's a school night and the squirrel kids have to be up bright and early to go to their nut-gathering classes! And don’t even get me started on the birds and worms!” The young woman started at first, turning to gaze at the forest spirit and narrowing her eyes, having difficulty focusing on her blacked out state. Suddenly comprehension dawned on her incapacitated state of mind, and she let out a yelp. “BEAR! PLEASE SOMEBODY HELP THERE’S A BEAR OUTSIDE MY WINDOW!” She fumbled with her keys to get them into the ignition, but Matilda was too quick for her. “You’re not going anywhere tonight young lady, you’re coming with me!” Before she realized what was happening, the bear had walked around the front of the car, opened the driver’s seat, and gently extricated the young lady from her car. Cradling her gently in her arms, she entered into a brisk walk back into the forest towards her home, the young lady blinking and trying to come to her senses while the world spun around her. “L-let me go! I don’t want to be eaten! W-why are you talking anyway… What are you… You’re a bear!” The young woman’s words slurred, which only added to Matilda’s disapproval, “Your behavior is absolutely inappropriate, young lady, a fine thing such as yourself has so much more potential in this world. Ladies like you should be in school learning to make the world a better place, not ravaging through drink and self-indulgence! And if not school you should be finding yourself a husband or wife! This really doesn’t suit you.” The young woman was now utterly confused. Why is this bear talking to me like she’s my mom? Did somebody slip something into my drink and now I’m hallucinating? Before long the party of two had arrived at Matilda’s cottage, a humble looking abode with smoke coming out of a chimney in the back and a comfortable looking porch in the front. “Let’s get you cleaned up now and perhaps something warm in your stomach, if it can handle it. How does that sound, kitten?” ‘Kitten’ blinked her eyes, unable to believe what she was seeing. The inside of the cottage looked nothing like she expected it too. They hadn’t entered a one room building like she expected, but they were now standing in the front hallway of what looked to be quite a large house. As her blurry vision cleared slightly, she saw a staircase leading up to a second floor, and several rooms connecting to each other on the first floor including a kitchen, living room, and what she presumed to be a dining room. “How… What… Wh-” “Hush now dearest, we need to get you cleaned up and in your crib! It’s way past your bed-time.” The young lady was now utterly confused, and almost completely convinced that what she was experiencing was either a hallucination or a drunkenly induced dream. “I’m never drinking again…” she muttered to herself, rather unconvincingly. “Well that’s a start at least! There’s plenty of other things I’ll be training out of you, but that's the one that’s definitely near the top of the list!” After wiping her foot-paws on the rug near the front of the door and locking the door behind her, the bear carried her charge up the stairs of her home and turned a corner, leading them into a white, spacious bathroom. Patterns of smiling ducks, sailors, and beach animals decorated the walls, and a large bathtub in the corner decorated the interior of the bathroom space. Before she had time to marvel at how clean and pristine the bear kept the place looking, Kitten found the bear was now tugging at her clothing, stripping her down naked. “What are you doing!? D-don’t take my clothes off!” The bear stopped for a moment, a patient expression on her muzzle as she set the girl down on the counter. Adopting a chiding tone, she explained, “Now now little one, I can’t get you cleaned up if you’re still wearing all this icky clothing! Not to mention they’re not fit for somebody as pretty as you. Be good now!” She shook her head, still protesting, “Stop touching my clothes you stupid bitch, I told you I didn’t want your help!” Suddenly the world shifted and turned almost upside down. Before she knew it, she was lying stomach down in the bear’s lap. “What are you- OWW!” Whap! went Matilda’s paw as she spanked her charge’s now exposed behind. She cried out, much to her own surprise as tears poured down her cheeks. Matilda tutted under her breath and continued to rhythmically deliver punishment onto her kitten’s behind. “Now look what I have to do, I don’t like giving spankings but you have simply given me no choice. I bet your mother would not approve of the potty mouth that you have developed either!” At this point the girl was now sobbing, snot coming out of her nostrils as the tears further smudged her already spread make-up. Matilda’s ears perked up, as she heard the human mutter and babble out what sounded like a pitiful apology. She quirked an eyebrow, and paused a little longer before she delivered the next smack on the quickly reddening cheeks of her charge. Well that was quick… She seems to be pretty malleable in this state… Hmm… Perhaps…? Speaking in a clear voice, she paused after her 19th spank and addressed the pitiful looking girl in her lap in an authoritative tone. “Now then, are you going to be speaking like that to Mama Bear ever again? Or do I have to show you more of what girls with potty mouths get?” Practically blubbering, the young woman shook her head and managed to stammer out, “N-no… I’m not going to s-speak like that to you again… P-promise!” She spoke, her words intermixed with hiccups and shaking sobs. Matilda realized that she was barely lucid as she lay completely still and limp in her lap, unable to resist the punishment that she had been delivering on her bare behind. She continued, maintaining the same dominating tone of voice as she further chastised, “I thought so! Drinking and touching yourself and staying out late at night, not to mention driving under the influence! You’ve been a very, very naughty girl and you’re going to get even more spanking if you keep this up! You’re lucky I’m letting you off tonight because you’re tired and probably are in great need of a bath and a good night’s sleep! Are you going to behave for me while I clean you up, young lady?” Nodding emphatically, the girl continued to sob and pant in Matilda’s lap. Matilda gently lifted her charge up and laid her head against her shoulder, standing up and supporting her underneath her bottom as she did so. “Now then, let’s get you cleaned up shall we?” Gently carrying her over to the bathtub she deposited her inside, turning the water on and tugging off the young woman’s shirt, the last of the clothing that she had been wearing. “Now, what should we call you?” Matilda mused to herself out loud, as she turned on the warm water and adjusted the girl’s body into a rough sitting position, pouring some shampoo into the water as it began to rise up around her legs. “Hmm… I think Annie would suit you quite nicely, don’t you think so dear?” Annie’s eyes fluttered in response, and she groaned softly, her brow furrowing in a contorted, pained expression. A second trickle sounded in the air, and Matilda quickly realized that her blacked out charge was now adding her own urine to the bathwater. “Goodness me! It’s a good thing we got you in the bath before you soiled yourself! We’re going to have to do something about that if you’re going to be sleeping on my bed sheets! Now, I should still have the nursery set up.” Turning off the faucets she drained the bath before turning on the hot water once more. Retrieving a large rag she dipped it into the steaming water and started to gently wash the girl’s body, holding her various limbs and taking great care that her washing felt soft and gentle. The bear began to hum a tune under her breath as she worked away, speaking softly and cooing over Annie as she washed the make-up from her face and dabbed at her sensitive bits, ensuring that she was clean from top to bottom. “That should do it, all squeaky clean! Let’s get you dried then.” She turned off the water and pulled the plug, letting the bathwater and soap suds swirl away as she picked Annie up and out of the tub, laying her down on a towel she had spread on the bathroom floor. Annie could barely comprehend what was happening to her as Matilda ruffled her short, tomboyish hair in a towel and wrapped her up in the one she was laying on. Satisfied that she was dry, the bear scooped her up, still wrapped in the towel and carried her out of the bathroom. Walking down the hallway she took a left before she entered a room that Annie thought must have been a figment of her imagination. It looked like a regular nursery, except every piece of furniture, toys, and even the diapers beneath the changing table seemed to be oversized. Annie blinked twice, her vision still blurry, and a singular thought bubbled up to the surface of her drunken mind, “I crashed my car, hit my head, and now I’m seeing things…”
  12. View File So engrossed in TV I wet my bed again. So engrossed in TV I wet my bed again. Submitter Tinkle01 Submitted 12/03/2022 Category Female  
  13. Hello! Welcome to The Scale of Continence! You all will be following Spark, a grey wolf, and his peeing adventures with his partner, Inku, an unknown species, and his roommate Fern, an orange tabby. At every choice, you get shown a scale for Spark's incontinence, bladder, bowels, arousal, and relation (Only when interacting with a reoccurring character). Depending on what choices are made, Spark may gain passive effects. Some effects include omorashi enthusiast, small bladder, easily aroused, and phantom feeling. Hope everyone enjoys! -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Spark sighed as he stepped into his small house. It wasn't much, but with inflation and the three owners all having minimum-wage jobs, he was happy there was a roof over his head. He looked over to the living room. Inku laughed at something on the TV. "Hey, Babe!" Spark greeted, his tail wagging. "Spark! If you need to use the bathroom, be ready to drive somewhere. Something on the toilet broke and Fern's trying to fix it." "Thanks for the heads up," Spark said, heading to the spiral staircase, "But Fern's great at mechanics, she probably won't take that long." Inku turned away from the TV to narrow their eyes at Spark. "If you say so." Spark stepped into the bathroom and spotted Fern bent beside the toilet with a paw pressed on her crotch. "Fern, you doing okay?" Spark asked, worry clear in his voice. "Yep. Fine. Just need the bathroom a bit." Fern responded through gritted teeth. Spark looked her up and down, taking note of the little things. He could clearly see her legs shaking and hear her quiet panting. "I could drive you down the street or ask a neighbor if you can use their bathroom." Spark offered. "I'm fine I-" Fern cut herself off and dropped her wrench in favor of adding another hand to her crotch. "On second thought, I'll take you up on that offer." She said, slowly standing up. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ With Fern in reach, Spark can: A. Stand in front of the door, but move eventually B. Stand in front of the door, but refuse to move (-1 Fern Relation) C. Push on Fern's bladder (-5 Fern Relation) D. Quickly go to the car 0/10 (Fully Continent) 0/10 (Empty Bowels) 2/10 (Dull Feeling) 0/10 (Not At All Aroused)
  14. Thank you for staying at my house to be with me :3 *sitting on his bed* do you like how I look ^^? Do you like my legs? It's nice to hear it hehe *he starts to feel like peeing* u-uh?... *crossing her legs, moving and putting her hands on her crotch* owww owww I-I think I drank a lot of water :'³... I-I'll be fine I can hold on >\\\< ow ow!!!! VID_20221130_221914.mp4
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  17. sorry I haven’t written a story in a while. I didn’t really find any inspiration. Things in my personal life got busy too. But writing this story was a lot of fun. “When’s Olivia coming?” Gianina asked “She’s alway late to like, everything” Addison said. Tonight Addison was hosting a sleepover at her house. She hadn’t had a sleepover hosted at her house before. Considering her parents were on a business trip she thought that there was no better time then today. She invited her best friends. Gianina, Chloe, Jesse and of course Olivia who was running late to sleepover. Olivia always ran late to planned events. A lot of the time this is because of her being unprepared. Her style of waiting until the time she needed to leave then get ready has lead to some unfortunate bladder related accidents. When the girls where trying to pick a movie to watch they heard a knock on the door. It was Olivia. “I like, just woke up right now” Olivia said as she walked through the door. Her forehead was sweaty but even after running to Addison’s place, her blonde bangs and hair were looking perfect. She even had black eye shadow on which went perfectly with her black and red pajamas. Addison was looking like she always did. She didn’t dress up. All she did was put on pajamas which, to her was just black sweat pants and a grey sports jersey. “Come in” Addison told her. “Why are you wearing makeup to a sleep over?” Gianina said to Olivia. “I wear makeup everywhere. It’s a habit” Olivia answered Gianina was a short black haired girl who usually wore her hair in a bun or pony tail. She only wore booty shorts and an old top that barely fit. She was usually the one who got the group of friends into trouble. Naturally when the group was picking a movie Gianina picked a horror movie. Not With out protest from Jesse though. Jesse got scared pretty easily. She could barely watch a horror movie because more than half the runtime she had her head buried in her hands. All you could see was her brow hair covering her small body. She wore deep blue pajamas the traditional kind that Olivia was wearing accept it was just solid blue. Chloe on the other hand was a big horror fan. Barely any movie scared her. On the contrary she was very jumpy. The only way you could scare her is by surprising her. So the girls started the movie anyway. It was only about an hour and fourty five minutes. By half way through the movie Jesse was on the verge of tears with her head buried in Chloe’s lap. Chloe was acting like a mother to her right now. Still managing to make her laugh while she was so scared. It was pretty sweet. On the other hand Addison was almost falling asleep resting her head on Olivia’s shoulder. She didn’t find the movie that scary. She wasn’t really tired either. She just wanted to be close to Olivia. Barely five minutes later Jesse had recovered enough to look at the screen. It was a tense part. But right as she started to think nothing was gonna happen, there was a jumpscare. Everyone jumped and Addison and Gianina Screamed. But Jesse had it much worse. In her fright her bladder muscles had gone numb. Once she had collected herself she realized. She just had a small accident. It showed through her pants. The wet spot was about the size of a mug. She reached her hand down and felt the damage. She looked up at Chloe. She sat up, making sure to shield her eyes from the screen. “Chloe I had an accident” Jesse told her. Chloe looked at her with a calm expression on her face as a strand of Chloe’s dirty blond hair fell onto her face. Chloe lifted Jesse onto her lamp. Chloe was much taller compared to Jesse who was pretty small for her age. When Jesse was on her lap she just hugged her. She always thought of Jesse like a little sister. Eventually Chloe reached her hand under the blanket and felt Jesse’s butt. It was wet. She expected her to do this going in though. She knew her too well. They both stayed like that for the rest of the movie. “That was pretty bad” Gianina said. “Your the one who suggested it though” Said Chloe “Doesn’t mean I can’t have my own opinion. This is a free country” Gianna responded. “Whatever. Let’s go downstairs and play some video games in my room” Addison said. Her room was in the basement since her house was a bungalow. “Chloe what now? I don’t want them to see, y’know” Jesse said with the brightest red face. A couple more drips of pee slipped during the movie. It didn’t help that she kept trying to watch it and she had to go really badly. “Here, come with me. We’ll go to the bathroom up here.” Chloe said as she lead Jesse to bathroom. They walked into the bathroom. Chloe opened all the drawers until she found what she needed. A hair dryer. “Show me where the wet places are.” Chloe asked. Jesse turned around and spread her legs. Chloe started blow drying. “You sure you didn’t pee a little more when you were on my lap?” Chloe asked. “It was really scary and I had to go bad!” Jesse exclaimed. Alright that should be good. No more wet spot.” Chloe said as she left the room to go downstairs. She figured she’d need a couple more minutes to figure out her underwear situation. As Jesse sat there blow drying she thought about why she kept leaking. It wasn’t really because of the movie. It was because she had her head pressed up against Chloe’s breasts. While as Chloe thought of Jesse as a little sister, Jesse thought of Chloe like a girl who was out of her league. So that was the first time she got close to her in that way. Chloe headed into Addison’s room followed by Jesse and was met with immediate arguing. “I this your guitar?” Gianina said pointing at the wall mounted electric guitar. “Yeah. And it costs more than you so don’t mess around with it.” Addison responded “Let me play.” Olivia said as she took it down carefully. She started playing it perfectly. Addison was entranced watching her play. Her beautiful blond hair covering her strumming pattern. “I didn’t know you played” Addison said. “I guess I’m just full of surprises.” Olivia said as she smiled. A couple hours had passed and Jesse, Gianina and Chloe had fallen asleep. Addison and Olivia were still awake though. They were sharing funny stories with each other. They enjoyed each other’s company. “Wait. Have you ever like, pissed yourself?” Olivia asked her. “There was one time like, a year ago. I was in class and the teacher said I couldn’t go to the bathroom because it was just the beginning of class. So I was holding it so hard. But I peed my pants and my chair.” Addison said while laughing. “Have you ever had an accident?” Addison said as she sat down on the bed Olivia was on. “ Not since I was a baby. I’m not like you going around peeing everywhere.” Olivia said laughing. “You better not tell anyone you jerk.” Addison said quickly. The two kept laughing until they woke Chloe up. “you guys need to keep it down it’s 3 am.” Chloe said as she stumbled out of the room. Twenty minutes past and Chloe still hadn’t come back. At this point Addison and Olivia were lying side by side in bed. “I think she fell asleep in there” Addison giggled “This is a bad time to mention this but... I really really have to pee.” Olivia said in a timid voice. “Why don’t you just go up stairs?” Addison asked. “It’s to scary after watching that movie. I’d pee my pants as soon as I step up there.” Olivia answered with her cheeks turning pink. The two kept talking while Olivia was fidgeting with her legs. She felt like if she stopped she would have peed in Addison’s bed. Chloe walked back into the room looking more tired than ever. “Did you fall asleep?” Addison asked. Olivia was to desperate to tell jokes and Chloe didn’t even answer she was so tired. “Are you gonna go now?” Addison asked “Can you please come with me? I’m to scared.” Olivia asked with an embarrassed look on her face. And so the two sat off to the bathroom. Almost as soon as they left the room Olivia felt a ping in her bladder. She leaked a little bit into her panties. “I don’t know if I can walk any farther I have to pee so bad.” Olivia said as she buried her sweaty hands deep in her crotch to relieve pressure. They kept walking anyways. They were right at the door of the bathroom. But suddenly Olivia bent down and stopped walking. “Addison- I can’t stop it. I’m gonna pee myself.” Olivia said. As she said it, her panties started to become soaked. The wetness quickly spread to her but rolling through her crack and soaking through her underwear and making a wet stain on the butt of her pajamas. After that it trickled down her thighs soaking her pants on the way down. Eventually what was left of the stream dripped down her ankles and on to the carpet. As the stream stopped she dashed into the bathroom. Not before Addison slid through. She sat on the lid of the toilet as her jaw trembled and her pants lightly dripped. “Addison I’m so sorry about it I swear!” Olivia said while feeling her wet crotch. Addison didn’t know what to do. She sat down on the counter and looked at Olivia wet pants. She didn’t know how she felt. “Come here.” Addison said opening her arms for a hug. Olivia got up and hugged Addison. But Olivia felt a weird wetness on the front of her thighs. Addison was peeing her pants. Her crotch was right on top of Olivia’s leg. The pee soaked through Addison’s pants. It was the biggest wet spot she had ever seen. It was even bigger than Olivia’s. They both stood there in soaked pants. Addison reached out and felt Olivia’s thigh and all the pee on it. She looked into Olivia’s eyes. Before she knew what was happening Olivia was kissing her repeatedly. “I love you” Olivia said. “I love you more” Addison said. It was the most confident she’d been all night.
  18. My Day Spa Turns Into a Nightmare – 8 By: Heather23 Edited by: DaddyRich Chapter 8 - I'm in agony I couldn't sleep, but I was sure that was all part of the punishment plan. I couldn't stop thinking that I was in a baby's crib waiting to fill a diaper, my diaper. The intense feelings came just as Madam Nicole told me they would. My stomach and bowels were building with pressure. Oh, how I would have given anything to sit on a toilet and let myself explode. I had finished the large bag of fluid and that too was causing me problems. Between my full bladder and the need to poop, I was in agony. There I was, laying flat on my back and waiting to hear a nursery rhyme to set things in motion. Could I wait this time? I was starting to toss and turn to relieve my discomfort. It really didn't help, but it gave me something to concentrate on other than filling my diapers. At that moment the lights to the nursery came on, and Madam Nicole reappeared with her little maid servant, Emily. "Time for a diaper check, roll over for inspection!" I did as I was told, but was in obvious discomfort. I laid on my stomach as instructed. I felt the zipper on the back of my pajamas being pulled open. When it was pulled open to my waist, I felt what I presumed was Emily's hand reaching down into the multiple layers of diapers to see if I had remained dry. How embarrassing. "She is dry," came Emily's response. "Good, then zipper her back up and lock her crib again." "We don't want any wandering children in the house..." The two women left me once again to wait my ultimate punishment. Finally, when I thought it was hopeless to hold out any longer, the nursery rhyme, Mary Had a Little Lamb played throughout my nursery. It was safe to use my diaper. Matter of fact, I was commanded to use my diaper whenever the song played. I raised my butt off of the plastic crib sheet and gave a slight push. My bottom exploded as I felt a warm, horrible mush erupt into my diaper. I was thoroughly disgusted, but so relieved that I didn't care. Almost at the same time my bladder emptied, and emptied, and emptied. I was so glad I had on three diapers and rubber baby pants. I was going to need it. The smell hit me next. I was disgusted by the smell of my diaper. It was awful. I cried. I obviously couldn't hold my butt in the air forever and had the added humiliation of lowering my bottom into the full diaper. Now I really couldn't sleep and laid awake for what seemed to be another hour, hoping for the two women to reappear and change my diaper. When that wasn't going to happen, I somehow drifted off to sleep. I was awoken by the sound of Mary Had a Little Lamb, and found myself needing to pee, so I added to my diaper in disgust. Now I was really wet, really smelly, and totally disgusting. The two women reappeared and had all kinds of sarcastic remarks: "Gee it smells in here...did baby go poo-poo in her diaper?" "Maybe this baby should have gotten out of her crib and used the big girl potty instead of her diaper." They were laughing at my expense. Their punishment worked and we all knew it. I was going to have to follow their rules or escape. I didn't see any other options. I couldn't endure another night of hell. The details may not be all that important, but I was taken to the shower. My arms were raised over my head and my hands were attached to manacles hanging in the shower stall. Once secured, Emily removed my bondage mittens. It felt so incredible to stretch out my cramped fingers. The soiled diapers were cut from my body and fell to the bottom of the shower stall with a thump. Emily washed my body thoroughly and removed the pacifier that had been strapped in my mouth. I was clean and in much better spirits. To Be Continued….
  19. From the album: Jailor Eckman's Hoard

    Prompt: "She's peeing herself because she... couldn't pause the game!" The tournament is on, and she had to go BAD when it started! But they weren't going to hold everyone up just so she could pee, so she held it... Until she couldn't anymore! Unfortunately, whatever aiming talent she has in-game does not translate to being able to aim her pee stream into that tiny bottle in real life! As usual, the nude and textless versions are available on my Patreon! So if you feel that true at-home comfort means she needs to be naked instead of in that stuffy jersey, consider checking it out!
  20. I already wet the bed and it felt good so i kept the on and was watching wetting vid ignoring having to go again, during a vid i leaked some and since im already wet im just letting the rest out soaking my already soaked pajamas. not a dry spot on the and sitting in a huge puddle.
  21. Hi .My question is how often you pee in bed ??? I pee in my bed 3 times peer week. I am really lazy gir and i hate when i need to wake up and pee. https://cz.pornhub.com/view_video.php?viewkey=ph618e3c4e55a5a https://cz.pornhub.com/view_video.php?viewkey=ph61686b95a2eeb I would like to see your pissing in bed videos. For my inspiration and fun.Can you upload ???
  22. Recently, I've been trying to hold until I have a genuine accident, and I've only managed twice but leaked almost every hold. The thing is, every time I've leaked was because I was doing a challenge of some kind. I've been wanting to just leak while I was sitting down doing whatever, but I've always given in and stood up to speed it up. Last night though, I decided that was gonna be the night, especially because I've been able to hold longer without giving in. To speed things up a bit, I did the rapid desperation method and drank some tea an hour before the hold started. An hour in, I was already at a 6, but was nowhere near ready to stop the hold. To pass the time, I booted up House Flipper because it wasn't something I needed to focus on, and messing up installations makes a very loud spraying noise. An hour and a half in, and I was at an 8 which is where I always leak during a challenge. I was doing everything I could to not stand up and relieve some pressure and to not just pee then and there. To make things much more difficult, I decided to bend my knees and move them apart so I had to rely on nothing but my bladder muscles. 10 minutes later, I felt my crotch area get a tiny bit warmer. I finally did it, but wanted a bit more of a leak. I grabbed a towel just to be safe since I was sitting on my bed, and 2 minutes later another leak. Another 3 minutes, and this one was a bigger leak. There was a spot showing through my pyjamas at this point. I felt another one about to happen, and could tell it was gonna be big. Sadly, this is where the sitting in bed part ends, because I didn't want to soak it. I did sit on the toilet while fully clothed though and managed to make it to the 2 hour mark, despite my pyjamas being soaked. 3 minutes later and I just couldn't stop it anymore. Well, I probably could, but all holding did was slow the flow a bit, so I just let it happen.
  23. I am not starting a new hold here. In fact I have to pee soooo bad right now. I woke up with a painfully full bladder at 6:30 . I peed normally. This was not a planned hold. It is totally spontaneous . I had 3 large mugs of tea. Due to all that tea, I have had to pee badly for about an hour now, but I decided to hold it for awhile. Soon I began to feel like my pee was going to come out during bladder spasms. A tiny leak caused me to grab myself with my hand, which got it stopped. * Edit I should have mentioned I am taking a prescribed diuretic each morning to help prevent fluid retention in my legs. Since then things have gotten much worse. I am having difficulty focusing on typing because of the intense discomfort/ pain. My bladder is painfully stretched. A half hour ago the intense pressure at the tip of my penis was only felt during spasms. It then settled into a constant throbbing pressure. I am getting increasingly frequent it is about to come out waves of pressure at my pee hole. It even hurts at the base of my penis and by my balls. As I am typing for the past 10 minutes I have had to pee so bad, I am constantly squeezing my penis, with one hand and typing with the other. My mind wants to let go to ease the pain and pressure. I am experiencing frequent I am about to pee myself waves. A leak would feel so good right now . While squeezing myself may be preventing a leak it is doing nothing to relieve the pressure in my dick. OMG my pee feels like it is going to come out. I can't focus. I want to measure what I am holding , rather than wet myself this time. I HAVE to Pee so bad .I have not held it nor been this desperately full in years. 3 hours since I last peed with copious fluid intake.
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