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  1. I haven't posted in a while... Some stuff went down and have kind of stayed incognito, apart from those that have private messages me... But one can only stay away for a limited time... So HERE I AM! I AM BACK!!! So I am pulling this story out of the vaults... I have unlocked it, thrown away the key and am going to be more open about things than ever before... Because... WHY NOT!! So, This goes all the way back to 2008... Holy crap... That's almost 10 years ago! Back in the day of MySpace! I was friends with a guy called Rob who sang in a local band here in Australia. He was a mate from high school and they were having their EP launch. I would share around their stuff, plugging their show as good friends would! I had a couple of people contact me interested in going, I sent their messages on to my friend for all the details! One person messaged me however, and didn't ask about the band... They just said "are you going to be there"... I answered yes and was pretty damn happy with myself... I wasn't one to be openly flirted with or hit on in any way... I was a long haired scruffy looking guy... Always had rips in my jeans and holes in my clothes... Because, that was my style! I was a little rocker back then... Secretly still am!! It wasn't until the Saturday night that I went to the show, rocked out to some of the bands when I had people come up and say hi, the usual, they noticed me from promoting the band! (As some of you know, I'm an AV guy, done this sort of stuff my whole life!). It wasn't until one person came up and said hello... It was the girl that asked if I was going to be there. She introduced herself, I shall call her T for this story... I will not disclose her name... She asked if I wanted a drink and we went to the bar. It was odd... A girl was buying me a drink... I had never had that before! I was always the one leaving with the empty wallet! We talked for most of the night, watched my mates play and she grabbed my number and we went home our separate ways. I did the normal thing, sent her a message that night saying nice to meet you and such, nothing sexual or flirty... Im not that kind of guy that expects stuff on a first time meeting! We spoke over the next couple of days, just getting to know each other. I didn't tell her anything about the fetish I had... That was hard to bring up back then... 18 year old me still had a ton of growing up to do! We agreed to catch up the weekend after the show, I went to hers and met her grandparents. I am never nervous to meet parents, grandparents or anyone for that matter, embarrassment isn't something I get, nor caring what impression I leave on people either. They lived on a farm... Im not a farm guy... I was born in London... City life is all I have known! Anyway, spent the day there watching some paranormal stuff, spoke, had lunch and I went home that night. No kissing, no flirting... Just friends. We continued talking when I was going home, it was an hour journey for me. She admitted to me that she thought she liked me, but wanted to see how things would go naturally. I was totally fine with that, "just play it cool Rev... You got this"!!! T was about 5'5, natural long straight natural red hair. She had two piercings in both sides of her lips, as well as one in her tongue. She had these really light blue eyes, they looked unnaturally blue, but they weren't contacts, that was her real colour. She rocked a half sleeve of a Mötley Crüe tattoo, and also another one on her shoulder blades of a pair of eyes... Im a sucker for tattoos! She wore heavy makeup... The kind of rockstar look! She was relatively thin, but had enormous knockers!! She was definitely due to have some pretty serious back problems in the future!! So, that week we caught up for dinner, afterwards we kissed, went home our separate ways. It was nice that for once someone wasn't just trying to jump into my pants... Someone wanted to take the time to get to know me. That weekend, she went out for her sisters birthday, I had a night in catching up on some shows, probably something gore or horror, that's my kind of bag! She was messaging me throughout the night, getting more and more tipsy by every half hour. It wasn't until she started flirting... Drunk obviously! Well, she wasn't embarrassing herself all too much, but she was sharing things that she would and wouldn't do. Normal stuff, not anything too our there. I can't remember exactly how we got there, but she then began to ask me to ask her things and she would say what she would and wouldn't do... Great! This was going to be fun! To her credit, she was pretty keen for almost everything! Then I asked the question... "Would you pee your pants..."... I was waiting for the awkward silence, but it was met with "if you want me too, but I don't know how that is sexual". I went on to explain how it could be, she agreed that it was something she would do... Not necessarily for me, but something she would do! A week later and nothing was mentioned about our conversation... But I did ask her out eventually and we started dating! Things were going well for a month... We shagged each other a lot, we got up to some other naughty/kinky kind of crap... Even some public f***ing! Oh the joys of being young! It was one night we were out at her farm and I was staying the night that we were having a few drinks, things got rowdy and she got desperate to pee! She said twice that she needed to go... But didn't make any attempt on going to the toilet. I thought she was doing on purpose to tease me, but she wasn't being "fun and playful" with the fact she needed to go... She just got lazy I guess... An hour past and she suddenly squeezed my hand super hard! She looked at me concerned. She starred at me for what was about 5 seconds and quickly stood up. She grabbed me by the hand and ran down the hallway to the bathroom. She yelled at me to close the door and lock it, so I did. She was fumbling in her tipsy state trying to get her skinny jeans off... She got them halfway down when she started leaking... She was legitimately having an accident... She leaked in her panties (a pink thong with with frangipani's on them... I remember it vividly!) and it was dripping into her skinny jeans as she was pulling them down. She ripped down her thong and sat on the toilet! She was determined to get there even know some damage had been done. She sat there peeing for what seemed like a minute strong! She looked at me and just went back to conversation like nothing happened... She didn't do it to turn me on... It's like she forgot our conversation! She pulled her panties up and her jeans, and walked back out to the kitchen... She was dirty and didn't care!! After another drink... I brought up that I found that rather sexy... She seemed confused and I had to explain my fetish... She didn't understand it, but said it felt good to be warm as it was a cold night! I said does it bother her to be sitting there in her partially wet jeans... She told me to feel them as they weren't that bad... To her credit, not much had leaked through, they were wearable. But knowing what had happened and she was sitting there in the jeans she had an accident in, it turned me on beyond belief!! Time passed, I needed to pee so I told her to excuse me. She said she wanted to watch as she hadn't seen a guy pee before that she dated. So, I took her to the bathroom and I pissed. She seemed to enjoy it... I don't know what about it she liked, but she sat there and watched with a smile on her face. I guess she never knew someone interested in Omo... So maybe she was trying to get into it for me?! Who knows... Even to this day I don't know she was thinking when she watched me, nor what she got out of it. After I was done, I shook off, like every guy should, and turned around and she started kissing me, right then and there in the bathroom. After things started getting heated, she unbuttoned her jeans and told me she needed to go. She sat down in the toilet in her thong and told me she was nervous, but wanted to know what it was like. She was looking at me all glass eyed. You could see she was tipsy, but she genuinely wanted to know what it was like to pee herself. I don't think it was to turn me on, it was actually more for herself. She sat there for a minute and started looking sad, she couldn't bring herself to do it. I helped her... I started touching her through her panties, every so slightly... She threw her head back in awe and just relaxed... It wasn't long until her head sprang up and she looked at me... "It's coming..." She said. Next thing you know, a few spurts escaped her and dribbled through her panties... Then a gentle stream... Then a torrent. She was sitting there, on the toilet in her panties pissing through them with my hand over her pussy... She never lost eye contact with me and sat there with her jaw dropped... When she was done... She froze for 10 seconds.... Then smiled at me. She managed the words "I peed my pants", and then decided to stand up from the toilet and just jump me sticking her tongue as far down my throat as it could possibly go. We literally screwed each other right then and there in the bathroom... Was some of the messiest sex I have ever had!!! I have some more stories with this girl... Seeing as I dated her for 4 months ish... If you like the story above and want more just let me know! I hope you all enjoyed it and thanks for giving it a read :)
  2. From the album: Munio 2023

    “You looked so delighted drinking fresh pee filtered through my panties, Mr. Kink. How about some nipples to cleanse your palate? Okay then, let's get out of this pee puddle and go to the bedroom. You can cum inside today too, as if we’re making a baby.”

    © 2023 Munio

  3. saw this tweet, really liked it https://twitter.com/failurecase_gir/status/1661671368616968193?t=6w_0Qb_4RIcvdWZ34DriZQ&s=19 if any of you guys could tell me who she is, id really appreciate it
  4. From the album: Fanart and OC’s

    Nevermind. Fuck it. Wet yourself if you want.

    © Me

  5. As the title says: https://thisvid.com/videos/2-girls-wetting-thongs/
  6. 771 downloads

    This is fairly basic for its time, but I've always been a fan of Penny's beauty. She normally does diaper vids where she really shines in her Dom role. Soo... it's rare that I came across a video of her peeing her panties. Enjoy. I can think of two other vids she made that were incredibly hot to me. 1. Where she undresses, wets her diaper, and masturbates by riding a staircase rail. (i remember it being old.... even the quality) It's super fricken hot... 2. She has a skinny sub guy that pees his underwear in front of her, and she rewards him with a handjob. If you guys know what vids I'm talking about can you share them? Please and thank you.
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  7. View File Penny Pisses Her Panties This is fairly basic for its time, but I've always been a fan of Penny's beauty. She normally does diaper vids where she really shines in her Dom role. Soo... it's rare that I came across a video of her peeing her panties. Enjoy. I can think of two other vids she made that were incredibly hot to me. 1. Where she undresses, wets her diaper, and masturbates by riding a staircase rail. (i remember it being old.... even the quality) It's super fricken hot... 2. She has a skinny sub guy that pees his underwear in front of her, and she rewards him with a handjob. If you guys know what vids I'm talking about can you share them? Please and thank you. Submitter Hedonist Submitted 02/18/2023 Category Female  
  8. Omo Alex

    B-12

    From the album: Omo Alex Cards

  9. Hello there, 001. This is 002. Long time no see. The information is sealed within this post. I'll be at HQ in an hour. For England, Hedonist P.S. - What we have here is a couple of vids of girls (completely) going in their panties. First, we have a seasoned veteran wearing red frilly panties named "Mirror Girl". You may have seen her old vids around the block. This may be a repost, but is uncommon to come across. Second video is one I haven't seen before. Cute slender babe fills her white panties a little. Then she tries to pose and make more of a mess before getting a bucket to relieve herself entirely. Just soaking her ruined panties. It's adorable seeing her try so hard to go more afterward. Please enjoy. *Warning - Maybe a bare butt. Also, Contains Messing. They do wet themselves. It is the namesake of the site. MirrorGirlRedPanties.mp4 WhitePantieGirlTriesHard.mp4
  10. Version 1.0.0

    1,494 downloads

    *Contains Nudity* Cute girl desperate to pee in a black dress/white panties. Masturbation at the end, but totally skip-able. *As far as I can tell, this was not on the "Do Not Upload" list, but please feel free to remove it if it violates anything, I won't be offended! :)*
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  11. 226 downloads

    Heres a new little clip. I felt really horny and wet my bed just now! 🤭💕
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  12. This is my first post, just wanted to try and upload something for the first time, always watching posts of others but now uploading something haha, found and ripped on Motherless.com. lesbian.mp4
  13. View File AUKS-114 Lesbian piss drinking/Golden showers Enjoy Submitter omorashi67 Submitted 01/02/2022 Category JAV Collections  
  14. View File ⭐ Pink Panties Bedwetting! New clip. Heres a new little clip. I felt really horny and wet my bed just now! 🤭💕 Submitter AliceWetting Submitted 12/18/2021 Category AliceWetting  
  15. I think this is supposed to be RE2 Sherry Birkin. She is in her underwear and pissing herself in fear.
  16. Release on September 14 2021 Based on a scene from Rick And Morty were a decoy set of Summer and her family are standing in an ocean by the beach. Summer is in the ocean fully clothed let's out a sigh and admits that she just peed her pants. Since she's in the ocean she proudly say that she wet her pants. It isn't much but, it is very rare to see female wetting in American animation rather than anime. I'm glad for the writers of Rick And Morty. Letting us know that we can still have fun with female wetting. I would like to thank @WesternWets from Omo.org for finding the scene.
  17. View File Hot Bedwetting compilation Here's a new, 17 minute long compilation of some of my favourite bedwettings so far. Just for all you naughty bedwetting fans out there ;) 💕 Submitter AliceWetting Submitted 08/16/2021 Category AliceWetting  
  18. 626 downloads

    Here's a new, 17 minute long compilation of some of my favourite bedwettings so far. Just for all you naughty bedwetting fans out there ;) 💕
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  19. Very interested in custom wetting/messing stories, willing to pay a little for anyone who likes writing and would like to write them for me 🙂 thanks. My email is [email protected] that's a faster way to contact me
  20. "We're in trouble," said Myrna. Her blonde hair had been bleached white by many days in the sun. Her sunburnt skin was peeling. Her lips were cracked. She trudged along the dirt road in men's boots that were too big for her and giving her blisters. In one hand she carried an empty bucket which had contained water. She and Elsteen had had nothing to drink since the previous morning. They hadn't eaten for three days. "We can't keep going like this. We'll make ourselves sick." "What we really need is money," said Elsteen. Her once-plump rump was looking a little emaciated for Myrna's taste. "Then we could buy provisions instead of relying on what we find on the road." "How are we going to get money?" Elsteen didn't answer as they crossed a stone bridge and entered the town of Corse's Brook. This was the fourth town they had entered since leaving Holston. At Frieth, the first town, the women had asked a man in the street whether he knew where Hiphthasa the Enchantress was. "Ah," he had said. "Are you groupies?" "Sorry?" Myrna had said. "You know. Groupies. The Enchantress has a multitude of men—and women—admirers who try to follow her on the road." "I guess we are." "Well, all I can tell you is she lives far south. She travels around a lot but she always returns to her castle in the south. That'd be the most reliable way to find her, I reckon." The women had thanked him for his help. "I hadn't heard of these groupies before," Myrna had told Elsteen. "That might be one way we can get close to the Enchantress." They had asked the same question in every town since Frieth and got much the same answer every time. Corse's Brook was a small town: a cluster of stone houses built round a cobbled market square bustling with activity. Hawker's pushing barrows cried their wares. The women wove their way through the crowd. "Shall we stop here," said Myrna, "or keep going and hope we reach the next town before dark?" "I can't go on anymore. Let's stop here for the night." Myrna looked round furtively. She lightly held her breath, the corners of her mouth tightening briefly. This, Elsteen knew, was Myrna's tell for farting. "Great!" She threw her hands in the air. "I sharted!" She was oblivious to the looks she drew from passersby. "Haha! Good! Now you'll finally have to change those panties." Myrna was wearing the same panties she'd pissed on the hayride. Myrna had kept her promise to steal Elsteen a new pair of panties to replace the ones she'd shit, but Elsteen couldn't understand why she hadn't also stolen herself a fresh pair. Elsteen was fond of the smell of fresh piss but couldn't abide stale piss. Myrna's panties had grown stale. "I don't know why you've turned into such a fucken bitch these last few days!" "Because I've been travelling with a total cunt!" "Well I didn't treat you like this when you shit your pants!" Elsteen sighed. "I'm sorry. I'm tired and hungry and... I'm sorry." Myrna started to cry. Elsteen put her arm round her. "Come on. Let's get you cleaned up." She led her down an alley. A man followed them. This man was followed a moment later by another and then another and yet another. Halfway down the alley, Myrna spun round and screamed, "Fuck off, perverts!" "Wait!" said Elsteen, grabbing Myrna's arm but looking at the four men. "If you want to watch, you have to pay. One copper each." The men looked at each other, then at Elsteen, then at Myrna. They seemed to give it some thought and then each man pulled out his purse and tossed Elsteen a copper coin. "All right, then. I guess here's as good a place as any." She and Myrna were alone in the alley with the four men and could not be seen from the streets at either end. Myrna lifted her skirt, revealing white cotton panties with a yellow stain in the front and a brown streak down the back. Putting her thumbs behind the waistband, she let her panties fall to her ankles and stepped out of them. She popped a squat, Elsteen holding her skirt high for her so that the men might have a better view. One man came round to watch from the front but the other three preferred to watch from behind. Myrna released a squirt of watery diarrhea. She paused, taking a few deep breaths, before releasing two smaller squirts mixed with gas. Sighing with relief, she got up and took a bow. The men applauded. They were just about to walk away when Elsteen called, "Wait!" She picked Myrna's panties up off the ground, dusting them off. "What am I bid for this beautiful pair of used panties with the scent of their owner still fresh on them?" She sniffed the crotch. "Mmmm!" The shit had freshened them up a bit. "Shall we start the bidding at two coppers? Do I hear two coppers?" "Two coppers," said one man. "Three coppers," said another. "Three coppers! Do I hear four?" "Four," said the first man. "Four!" "Six," said the second. "Six coppers! Do I hear more?" The first man emptied his purse into his palm and counted what was there. "Eight coppers." "Eight coppers! Do I hear nine?" One of the other men spoke up. "One silver piece." "One silver piece! Will anyone top that?" The man who had emptied his purse walked away. "Going once! Going twice! Going three times! Sold to the gentleman for one silver piece!" Elsteen gave him the panties. "Thank you very much, sir." She pocketed the coin. When all the men had gone, the two women and jumped up and down, arms linked, squealing. "How easy was that?" said Elsteen. "You were amazing!" "No sleeping out in the open tonight! We're staying at the inn!" The inn was on the other side of the market square. As they approached, Elsteen noticed the sign swinging above the door. "Hey, Myrna, look at that!" "The Enchantress' Panties." "Cheeky name for an inn." They stopped beneath the sign. Beside the name was a picture of white bikini briefs printed with runes and magic symbols. "I wonder if that's what they really look like," said Elsteen. "I suppose we'll find out one day." That night they ate dinner in the common room of the inn, their first hot meal since leaving Holston. Myrna disappeared for a few hours, returning to their room with six pairs of panties. "Why do you need so many?" Elsteen asked. "One for me," said said, putting on a pair of pale blue panties. "And the rest... you'll see." They shared the room's only bed. Too tired for sex, they simply cuddled up and surrendered to sleep. It rained overnight, but for the first time since they began their journey, they were sheltered from the elements. They woke up horny and ravished each other till lunchtime. After they had eaten downstairs, they went for a stroll through the market square, stopping to look at various stalls but not buying. When they had worked their way to the middle of the square, Myrna nudged Elsteen. "No matter what happens, just play along with me." "What?" Myrna grabbed her crotch. "Aw! I need to pee." "You should've gone in the chamber pot back in our room before we left." "I'm not sure I can hold it!" She was drawing furtive glances from passersby. "Let's head back to the inn." "Oh no!" She lifted her skirt up to her knees so that people could see the pee trickling down the inside of her legs into her boots. "Too late!" She made her way to the alley she had pooped in yesterday. Elsteen followed. "Did you just piss yourself on purpose?" "You're not playing along very well," Myrna whispered. "You're not acting very convincingly." "Just wait and see." One by one men began to follow. She waited for them in the middle of the alley. When a small group had gathered, Myrna auctioned off her pissed panties. Fetching only six coppers; she was a little disappointed. As the group began to disperse, Myrna put up her hands and shouted, "Wait! I've still got more used panties for sale." She pulled out a pair she'd shoved down her blouse between her breasts. "How about these? They've been washed but you can still see a period stain." Bidding resumed and Myrna sold all six pairs of panties. "I admire your business acumen," Elsteen said, the men having left. "I learnt from the best." They were about to return to the square when a familiar man appeared in the mouth of the alley and approached them. "How are my panties?" Myrna asked. "You wouldn't want them back now." He laughed. He was well dressed; probably a merchant, Myrna thought. "They were worth every penny." "So what brings you here today?" "Well, I heard from some friends that you were selling more used panties." "I'm sorry but we've run out. I can get some more for you, though." "Well, that's what I want to see you about. I don't just want any pair of panties. You see, there's this lady in town that I've always had a crush on and well... I'd like to hire you to procure a pair of her panties, if I may." "It'll cost you." "I was thinking one silver up front and one silver upon completion." "I'm interested. Tell me more" He described where this lady lived and warned Myrna that she kept dogs. Finally they shook hands and he gave her a silver coin. "Don't let me down. I'll meet you here again tomorrow, at dawn." "Let's go to the butcher's," Myrna said, grabbing Elsteen's hand. "Why do you need to buy meat? They'll serve us dinner at the inn." "It's not for me, it's for the job. I just need some cheap cuts." Myrna cased the joint with Elsteen while there was still daylight left. The lady the merchant admired lived on the edge of town in a distinctive two-storey house with a tile roof and a small, well-tended garden out front. Myrna got the impression that this woman was probably married to a rival merchant. The backyard was fenced off to keep in the dogs. She wasn't sure how she would get round the back, whether she would just use the side gate or jump the back fence. She led Elsteen back down the street and turned left then left again, coming at last to the house behind the lady's to check whether she could get in or out that way. Satisfied, she said, "We should get back to the inn. We wouldn't want to miss dinner." She grabbed Elsteen's butt. "You need to fill out a bit more." As they ate at a table in the common room, they were approached by a man who asked whether he could sit with them. They slid along the bench so that he could squeeze in between them and some other man they didn't know. "Word round town is that you ladies cater to certain... specific needs." The women looked at each other. "Perhaps," said Elsteen. "What do you mean?" "Well"—he cleared his throat and lowered his voice—"I have desires that my wife can't fulfill." "Um, sir," said Myrna, "if you're asking what I think you're asking, you're mistaken; we don't do that." "Hang on," said Elsteen. "This isn't the place to discuss this. I think you should leave us to finish dinner, sir, and then come up to our room." "You're not seriously considering this, are you?" Myrna asked once he had left. "Of course I am. We've got a long, expensive journey ahead of us. We need every penny we can get. Anyway, we'll se what he wants first and we'll lay out some ground rules." "We don't just need money, we need information. We still have no idea where we're going or how to get there." Their prospective client was waiting for them outside their room. "You're keen," Myrna said. Elsteen opened the door. "Come in." The women sat on the bed. The man stood before them with his hands clasped in front of his manhood. "So. What can we do for you?" said Elsteen. "Well, as I was saying before, I have certain needs that aren't met at home. Specifically, I would like to be... you know..."—the women leant forward—"a toilet slave." He let out a long breath. "Well," said Elsteen, looking at Myrna. "I think we could accommodate that. There would be no penetration, of course?" "Of course not. Although I hope you don't mind if I masturbate while you're using me." "That wouldn't be a problem." "And another thing. I would like you"—he looked at Elsteen—"to be my mistress. If the other lady would like to use me, she would have to ask your permission." "Okay. That leaves one more thing to discuss. Price." "Name it." She named a figure. He didn't try to haggle. "Oh, and another thing," he said. "Always wear panties while you're using me." "Excuse me?" "Please wear panties when you're doing your business." "Are you telling me what to do?" "Of course I'm telling you what to do; I'm paying for it." "I don't like your tone, slave. You don't tell me what to do; I tell you what to do." "Ah. I'm sorry, mistress. Please forgive me." "Lie down on the floor." He obeyed. Hiking up her skirt, she sat over his open mouth, the delightful aroma of her panties filling his nostrils. Farting, she pissed full force through her panties. His mouth filled to overflowing. He tried to drink it all but couldn't keep up. As the flow of her urine faded to a trickle, she looked down over her shoulder at the man on the floor. "Is that what you were looking for?" He nodded awkwardly. Squeezing the last few drops from her bladder, she got up. "Look at the mess you made! It's all over the floor." She kicked him in the ribs. "Get up! On your knees and lick it up!" "Yes, mistress." He stuck his hand down his trousers and masturbated while he lapped the pee off the floor. "I expect you back here early tomorrow morning before you go to work so that I can use you again." "Yes, mistress." He was on all fours, looking up at her with big eyes. "We won't be in town long, but I mean to use you as often as possible for as long as possible." "I am unworthy, mistress, to be your personal chamber pot." "Yes, you are. You don't know how unworthy." "Will that be all for today, mistress?" She nodded. He settled the bill and left. Myrna lifted up Elsteen's skirt. She gasped. "Look at your panties! Maybe I can lick them clean for you." "You can give it a try." Myrna did. Elsteen orgasmed. "It's no use," Myrna said. "I'm going to have to steal you a new pair." "Steal me several pairs. If I'm going to be this guy's toilet mistress, I'm going to go through them pretty quickly. We can always sell them once I've used them. And steal yourself a new a pair as well. You've been going around pantiless half the day." "I will." She kissed Elsteen on the cheek. "I'll be back in a few hours." It was dark outside. She carried two cuts of meat wrapped in paper. She returned to the two-storey house she had checked out earlier. The windows were unlit. The dogs began to bark as she crossed the front yard, but she couldn't hear any signs of activity from inside the house. Unwrapping the meat, she tossed it over the fence to the dogs, pacifying them. The gate creaked but Myrna was experienced enough to know that even if the occupants of the house were awake, they probably wouldn't hear. She left it open. Having eaten, the dogs followed quietly, watching Myrna expectantly. The clothesline was a length of rope strung across the patio. Suspended from wooden pegs were a pair of trousers, a man's shirt, a couple of dresses and two pairs of panties, one large, one small. She carefully unpegged both pairs of panties and tucked them behind the waistband of her skirt. The dogs—she only just now realized that they were large black hounds—tried to follow her out but she managed to shut the gate on them. She set off down the street looking for her next target. She had a productive night, returning to the inn with an armload of panties, which she dumped at the foot of the bed before climbing in with Elsteen. It was still dark when Myrna woke the next morning. She tried not to disturb Elsteen as she got out of bed but woke her up anyway. And she was really shitty about it. In no mood for an argument, Myrna decided she would make her way to the alley to meet the merchant even though she would be early. It was foggy and cold and Myrna had a long wait before the man showed up. "How'd you go?" he asked, his breath misting in the early morning light. "I got two pairs of panties," she said, pulling them from the waistband of her skirt. "I don't know which you want. They obviously belong to two different people." "Let me see." She handed him the bigger pair first. He held the mauve cotton control briefs up in front of his face, the waistband stretched between his thumbs. "These are hers. She's put on a bit of weight over the years but she's still hot." "What should I do with the other pair?" "I'll take them as well. For another silver piece. You did well." She gave him the smaller pair. He sniffed the crotch of the plain white panties. "She's looks just like her mother did at her age. She's mine, you know, but she doesn't know it. She's getting married next month." Myrna smiled. "Well, it's been a pleasure doing business with you." He placed two silver coins in her palm then took off down the alley. Myrna waited a moment so that she would not be following him then returned to the inn. When she opened the door to her room, she found Elsteen sitting on the face of her toilet slave, her skirt bunched up round her waist, the scent of poop in the air. "My slave and I were just having a discussion about punctuality. He was late this morning and I pooped my pants." She wiggled her bum, rubbing her poopy panties in his face. Myrna gave a mock gasp. "What a disobedient, unreliable slave! Say, I'm busting for the loo. Do you mind if I use your toilet?" "Of course not." She rose, keeping her skirt bunched up in her fists so it would not be soiled. "Go ahead." Myrna selected a pair of panties from the mound at the foot of the bed. These she put on before sitting on the man's pooped-covered face. Sighing, she emptied her bladder. She could feel him licking her pussy as he tried to drink her urine. "Aah! I needed that." Elsteen gave her a hand to get up. "Turn around. I want to see your panties." The white fabric was see-through where it was wet. "There's poop stuck to them!" She laughed. The man on the floor began to wank. Elsteen charged him double for the privilege of being a toilet for two mistresses. Word spread through Corse's Brook and over the next few nights more men turned up at their room. Some wanted to watch them wet or poop their panties. Others wanted to be toilet slaves. One man was content to watch them romp round the room in nothing but their panties. They all paid well and the following day the women would sell their wet or soiled panties on the black market. Whenever they were running low on panties, Myrna would steal more. But they thought their luck had run out when one morning the innkeeper knocked on their door and asked them to follow him downstairs to the common room. "This is Lord Limm," he said, visibly nervous, indicating a balding, middle-aged man wearing a dark velvet jacket trimmed with lace at the neck and cuffs sitting at a table flanked by toughs. "He asked to speak with you girls." "Ah, ladies," said Lord Limm, setting down his mug of ale and rising. "Please, join me." He indicated the bench on the opposite side of the table. Beside his mug was a sheaf of papers. He resumed his seat. "No doubt the innkeeper's told you who I am. And what are your names?" "I'm Myrna and this is Elsteen." "Pleased to meet you. I'll come straight to the point. I've heard that you ladies cater to unusual tastes in your work." Myrna gave Elsteen a cautious look. She wondered whether the lord was trying to trick them into a confession so that he could arrest them. "What exactly do you want?" "Well, I have a... predilection... for scenarios in which a lady is desperate to use a chamber pot and ends up having an accident. Is that the sort of thing that you ladies might cater to?"
  21. Myrna stood before the town council, hands tied behind her back. A throng had gathered in the market square to watch the trial. "Myrna Skitts," said Mayor Brundle, "you stand accused of panty theft." His mouth twisted in disgust. Murmurs of disapproval rippled through the crowd. "Do you deny the charge?" Myrna shrugged. "I guess not." She wore a blouse that had once been white but now was beige, and a patched brown skirt with a frayed hem. Mayor Brundle turned to his fellow councillors, seated either side of him at the long wooden table. They seemed contemptuous of this barefoot, dirty-faced woman with long, unkempt hair. Some gave him a doubtful look. "Miss Skitts, this is not the first time you've appeared before us. In the past we have dealt leniently with you. Not so today." He rose and addressed the crowd. "What would you have me do with this... this lesbian panty thief?" "Burn her at the stake!" shouted one man, and the crowd took up the chant: "Burn her! Burn her!" The mayor raised his hands, hushing the crowd. "Well, Miss Skitts, you hear what the masses want. Ordinarily I would be inclined to indulge them. But we live in dark times." He resumed his seat. "Hiphthasa the Enchantress grows in power, oppressing every kingdom west of the Gorlush Desert. Just last month we received word that our own Queen has relinquished her throne to the witch. Have you heard of the Panties of Dominion?" She shook her head. "The Panties were woven on Hiphthasa's magic loom. Whenever she wears them, she has power over the bodily functions of every woman in sight, to contain their urine or faeces or to expel it against their will. She uses the Panties to threaten and humiliate and manipulate the rulers of the world. Many a queen has brought low by public loss of continence. And they have a strange power over men too. For all she has to do is flash her Panties at a man and in his arousal his penis will become so engorged with blood that it will burst open and he will bleed to death. "Clearly the Panties must be taken from Hiphthasa. And so we come to your plight, Miss Skitts. We would like to offer you an alternative. You are a panty thief. We want you to steal the Panties from Hiphthasa—and destroy them; don't keep them for yourself, you pervert. Do this and you will keep your life." He paused. "Will you accept this mission?" "Well, I guess so. What choice do I have?" Pausing, she asked, "But where will I find her?" "Word is that she lives far to the south, but she travels a lot, for she must be within sight of her intended victim for the Panties to work. That is all I can tell you. You will have to find her yourself." She nodded thoughtfully. The mayor's face became grave. "Myrna Skitts, I hereby banish you from Holston until such time as you have completed your mission to steal the Panties of Dominion from Hiphthasa the Enchantress. Iggart! Brolst!" Two toughs came forward from the crowd. "Set this woman outside the South Gate and send her on her way." Grabbing an arm each, they dragged Myrna through town. When they reached the South Gate, Iggart cut her bonds and gave her a shove. "Go on! Off you go!" And so Myrna began her journey, taking to the dirt road before her. Iggart and Bolst watched until she had disappeared beyond the horizon. The sky was clear on this midwinter morning. The cold ground numbed Myrna's bare feet. She had the road to herself. Holston was behind her, and to her left and to her right and ahead was nothing but farmland. Naturally Myrna was worried about how she would survive. She had no food, no money, no idea where she was going. Her feet were already beginning to bleed. But she could only go on. Going back meant death. The sun continued its ascent. The ground warmed and sensation returned to her feet, bringing pain, slowing her down. Myrna was hungry and thirsty and the tiredest she had ever been in her life. Suddenly she heard someone calling. She turned round and saw a figure running up the road towards her. As the figure drew nearer, she could see that it was a woman, holding her skirt up so that she wouldn't trip. "Wait!" the woman cried. "Wait up!" Myrna took a seat on a boulder by the roadside so that the stranger could catch up. She was glad of the rest. When the stranger reached her, she stopped abruptly and doubled over, hands on her knees. Taking a few deep, steadying breaths, she asked, "Are Myrna? Myrna Skitts?" "Yes, I'm Myrna." "You don't know me," she said, forcing herself to stand upright. "But I stood trial before the Holston Council this morning just after you." She gasped for air. "I had to answer for peeping. The mayor wanted to put out my eyes, but one of the councillors persuaded him that I should join you, be your eyes, since I was so good at spying. Will you have me?" "What's your name?" "Elsteen." "Elsteen. What a pretty name. I would be glad to have your company." Elsteen smiled. She was about the same age as as Myrna, with bright blue eyes, milky white skin and raven hair. "Your poor feet!" said Elsteen. "Here. Wear my shoes for a while. We can take turns wearing them." Myrna tried them on. They fit perfectly. "Thanks." "The first thing we must do," said Elsteen, "is find water. We won't last long without it." "Where will we find water?" "There are cattle grazing in the field behind you." Myrna turned round. "Livestock must drink. There must be a water source somewhere in that field." That sounded logical to Myrna. The two young women climbed over the low wooden fence and took to the field. The grass was soft beneath their feet. The only challenge they faced was avoiding stepping in cow dung. "So," said Myrna, "you were charged with peeping? "I was caught spying on my neighbour while she was taking a piss in her chamber pot." "Oh." Myrna cast a sideways glance at her companion. She did have a nice plump rump and perky bosom. Myrna tried to imagine what kind of panties she might be wearing. Perhaps high-cut cotton briefs with floral print on a white background. "Are you all right?" Elsteen asked. Blushing, Myrna looked away. "Sorry! I didn't realize I was staring." They soon crested a rise. On the other side was a dam ringed by drinking cattle. "Well, that was easy," said Elsteen. The cattle ran away as the women approached. Getting on their knees in the mud, they drank their fill of the murky water. They returned to the road and set out again refreshed. "So," said Elsteen, "what's your plan?" "I don't really have one. I was told Hiphthasa lives to the south, and this road seems to be taking us in that direction. But apparently she travels around a lot, so she could be anywhere. But I guess if we keep following this road, we'll eventually come to a town where we can ask for directions." "I hope you don't mind my asking, but are you married?" "No. Still a maiden." "And how old are you?" "Twenty-six." "Why have you never married?" "I just never found the right... person." "I'm not married either. I don't like men." The sun continued its ascent. The women felt its bite as their skin burnt. "We're going to have to find water again soon," said Myrna. "What we really need is something to carry it in, a skin or something." "Hey! What's that over there?" She pointed to a low hill some distance ahead on the left. "The trees all seem to be growing in straight lines. I think it's an orchard. Maybe we can find some fruit." "We can have a look, but it's winter, remember. There's not much in season." They took the shortest route, leaving the road and cutting across a fallow field. They followed a windbreak to shield them from view of a nearby farmhouse. At last they came to the foot of the hill. "We're in luck," said Myrna. "Oranges." They made sure they were well concealed among the trees before they began eating. The oranges not only assuaged their hunger but also temporarily quenched their thirst. "I've got an idea," said Elsteen, throwing away some orange peel and wiping juice from her chin. If we climb to the top of this hill, we should have a good view of our surroundings. Maybe we will see a village or something." Elsteen was wrong. When they got to the top, the trees blocked their view. So Myrna climbed one, getting scratched by the thorns of a sucker as she went. From the top of the tree, she did have a good view of the surrounding countryside. "There's nothing much too see," she called down. "There are no nearby villages. Just more farms. Although it looks like a nearby farmhouse does have a well. Maybe we can ask them for water." She climbed back down. "Shall we head that way, then?" "Sure." They took as many oranges as they could carry and made their way downhill. When they reached the edge of the orchard, Elsteen grabbed Myrna's arm. "Wait! I've just had an idea. That farm had a well, presumably with a bucket to draw water, right?" "Well, I couldn't see a bucket; it was too far away. But I suppose so." "And we need something for carrying water." "What are you suggesting?" "We get as near the farm as possible without being seen and check it out. If it has a bucket or anything else worth stealing, we come back here to the orchard to hide till nightfall and then take what we need." "That actually seems like a good idea." They crossed another grassy field then ducked behind a low stone wall. Elsteen raised her head just enough to see over the top. There was indeed a bucket beside the stone rim of the well, attached to a length of rope. "There are also clothes hanging out to dry. Maybe we can make something useful from them. Wrappings for your feet, or headscarves to stop us getting sunburnt. Or maybe a pouch for carrying oranges. And there's a toolshed as well on the other side of the yard. Maybe we can find a knife or something." They returned to the cover of the orchard. Myrna pulled down her panties and squatted, releasing an audible torrent of urine. "I probably should have asked you earlier, Elsteen, but how much did the council tell you about my mission?" "Just that you had to steal the Panties of Dominion from Hiphthasa the Enchantress." "Had you ever heard of them before?" "The Panties? No. But they sound like an instrument of worst kind of evil." Queen Tentril of Gisturia lay quivering before a tall figure in a black robe whose face was hidden under the cowl of a hood. The stone floor of the dungeon was cold beneath her. She had been held here for three days, since her abduction from the palace, and in all that time she had not urinated. The figure towering over her wouldn't let her. "Please," said the Queen, sobbing. "Why are you doing this?" "You know why. All you have to do is swear fealty to me and then you can return to your kingdom as my vassal." "No. I will never do that. I can't." "I think it's time for another drink." "No! Please!" "Guard!" Keys rattled. The lock clicked. The door opened. In came a large man carrying a water skin. "No!" The guard pinched her nose and made her drink. When he took the skin away, the Queen coughed, gasping for air, wiping her mouth with the sleeve of her now-dirty silk dress. Minutes passed in silence. The Queen could feel her captor's eyes on her even though she couldn't see them. She felt another pang from her bladder. She grabbed her crotch. "Please! Let me go! You could make me piss myself right now if you wanted." "You know what you have to do." She pushed herself up into a squatting position and strained. Nothing came out. "Please! I have to go right now. Something's wrong, I can feel it." No response. The Queen screamed, grabbing her abdomen, curling up on the floor. She gave her captor one last pleading look before her eyes glazed over. Her bladder had burst. The sun had set and a full moon had risen. It was getting cold. Myrna rubbed her arms to keep warm. "The lights have gone out," said Elsteen from the top of the orange tree. "Let's go." She climbed down. They descended the hill and crossed the field, dewy grass soaking the hems of their skirts. Scaling the low stone wall, they tiptoed across the farmyard. Elsteen drew water from the well and set the bucket on the ground. She tried to untie the knot on the handle. "See if you can find something in the toolshed," she whispered to Myrna. Elsteen watched the farmhouse. Myrna retuned with a pair of shears. "Was that all you could find?" "It was the best I could do. It's dark in there." Taking the shears, Elsteen cut the rope. "They've taken the clothes inside. I don't think there's anything else worth stealing." "On my way to the shed, I saw a pair of boots sitting outside the front door." "Well, what are you waiting for?" Myrna tiptoed over to the farmhouse, up the wooden steps and across the verandah, floorboards creaking beneath her weight. She picked up the boots. Someone inside the house coughed. Myrna sprinted down the steps and across the yard. Elsteen reached the wall before her, sloshing water as she climbed over. The farmhouse door opened. Without looking back, the young women raced across the field back to the orchard, where they flopped on the ground laughing. There was hardly any water left in the bucket, but they shared what was left. Myrna tried on the boots. They were oversized and uncomfortable without stockings yet serviceable. In her haste Elsteen had left the shears behind. "We should try to get some sleep," Myrna said, lying down on the dew-sodden grass. Elsteen settled herself down a few feet away. The clear night grew colder. Frost set in. The women got no sleep. Myrna crawled over to Elsteen and put her arms round her. "We need to keep warm." Elsteen rolled over and snuggled up to Myrna. Their legs interlocked. They lay like that, sleepless, shivering, till the eastern sky grew grey. "Time to get up," Myrna announced. "I guess it's oranges for breakfast." While Myrna picked fruit, Elsteen squatted for a pee, panties round her ankles. Myrna smiled. White cotton, high-cut, with rose prints. They returned to the road, carrying the bucket, filled with oranges, between them. Myrna slid her hand along the handle so that it was up against Elsteen's. She didn't seem to mind. The sun rose. Their clothes and hair, wet from lying in the dew, began to dry. About midmorning a horse-drawn hay cart pulled up alongside them. "Would you ladies like a ride?" the driver asked. "That'd be much appreciated," said Myrna. "Where are you ladies going?" "To the next town." "Frieth? I'm not going that far, but I'll take you a good bit of the way there. Hop on the back." The bails of hay were piled so high that they couldn't see the driver from where they sat with their legs dangling over the edge of the cart, their feet just inches above the dirt road. They ate oranges and giggled whenever Elsteen farted, which she did with increasing frequency as the morning wore on. Elsteen should have taken her excessive wind as a warning, but she didn't even heed the warning her gut gave her when it started gurgling. "Ooh!" she said, "I'm hungry for some real food." Then the urge hit her and she grabbed Myrna's arm. "How far do you think we have to go?" Myrna detected panic in her voice. "I don't know. What's wrong?" "I have to poop." She let go of her arm. "I think I ate too many oranges. Or maybe it was that dam water we drank yesterday." She started swinging her legs. "Maybe we should ask the driver to pull over." She massaged her tummy. "If we get him to drop us off early, we'll have further to walk. We don't know when an opportunity like this may come along again. Try to hold it." Grunting, she doubled over. She took a few deep breaths then sat upright again, her eyes watery. Myrna giggled. Sweat beaded on Elsteen's brow and she clenched her fists, grunting in frustration, sending Myrna into a fit of laughter. Regaining composure, Myrna blew a raspberry. "Too late!" "Don't even joke about it!" She pushed herself up so that she was squatting on the bed of the cart. "What are you doing? You'll make it come out." "I can't sit still." She started bobbing up and down. Myrna succumbed to a fit of unvocalized laughter. Tears ran down her cheeks. "I just wet myself!" she squealed. She had dribbled in her panties. Elsteen clamped a hand over her mouth and muttered something Myrna didn't catch and then, more clearly: "I'm pooping. I'm pooping my pants." Falling over on her side, Myrna struggled to breathe. She lost control of her bladder, wetting her skirt. Elsteen clenched her fists. "I can't... I can't stop it!" Her laughter subsiding, Myrna pushed herself up. Wiping tears from her eyes, she grabbed the hem of Elsteen's skirt and lifted it up so that she could see her panties. The gusset was stained brown. "You just shit your pants!" "It's not funny! I warned you!" "You're so cute!" A serious expression came over Myrna's face. She leant forward, putting her head between Elsteen's legs, and began licking her pussy through the shit-stained gusset of her white cotton, rose-print, high-cut panties. She got shit in her mouth but she didn't care. Elsteen pushed her away. "I might poop in your face. I still need to go a bit." "I don't care." She resumed licking the bean. Elsteen surrendered, leaning back against the hay, moaning. Another cramp hit and she unashamedly pooped a little more. Myrna didn't skip a beat. She kept licking, faster and faster. Elsteen grabbed fistfuls of hay, squeezing as she vocalized her climax, oblivious to the driver or any traffic on the road. Satisfied, she leant back against the hay, eyes closed, biting her lower lip. Myrna raised her head. Shit was smeared round her mouth. Her teeth and even the tip of her nose were brown. She knelt there for several moments looking longingly at Elsteen. Finally Elsteen opened her eyes. "Right. Your turn." "But I've peed my pants!" "I don't care." She stuck her head up Myrna's skirt and licked her silly through through the fabric of her plain white cotton panties. She enjoyed the pee flavour. And Myrna enjoyed the best orgasm of her life. After the women had had a chance to recover, Elsteen stood up on the bed of the cart and, supporting herself against the hay, pulled down her panties. Stepping out of them, she threw them onto the road. She grabbed a fistful of hay and, while Myrna held up her skirt, wiped herself clean. "I'll steal you a new pair of panties when I get the chance," Myrna promised. Elsteen grabbed some fresh hay and wiped Myrna's mouth. They spent the rest of the hayride sitting on the edge of the cart, holding hands, kissing, both immensely grateful that fate had seen fit to unite them on this journey.
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