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  1. Version 1.0.0

    2,731 downloads

    So this gem I got right here was something I found on google search by accident; and I'm glad I did. This game is called Dungeon Challengers. You take control of this green hair elf girl who is trying to solve this 10 floor dungeon, while gathering allies and enemies alike to go with her. While she is in there, she has to combat enemies, keep an eye on her stomach, her thirst...and then her bladder and rectum. As you progress in the dungeon you will to address all five needs, as if any one of them drops to 0, the game is over and you must restart from the hub town all over again. This game features alot of CGs that occur based on what you do. From peeing in a portable toilet, to an actual toilet, to having an accident. Even the people you recruit also has CGs to them, and there is even a few hidden ones if you can find them. I haven't found everything yet, but I found a good amount of stuff. There is alot more scat here than pee, which is a downside for me because I do not like scat. At all. Hate it. The creator has more games, but I will not be uploading them as I have yet to acquire them; nor do I care to as they are all about scat. You will have to get them on your own research. I think though the best part about this game is the fact that it's actually a very fun game on top of the desperation factor. This is pretty much an actual video game instead of just a RPG loaded with desperation. This game has a Mega Man/Metroidvana like feel to it too...you're never really put into a sport when you're in danger...you usually are placed into control environments where you get to see the enemies and their patterns, and the game rarely puts you into a spot that is completely unfair. There is a level up and shop system that works really well. Micro managing all five meters is pretty difficult, while also trying to progress through the dungeon. There is also a Zelda II feel to it as well; as there is alot of secrets that require certain items to obtain. All in all, it fulfills the wishes of people who like gaming and omorashi on both avenues.
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  2. What are some challenges y’all like to do when playing video games like drink water every time you die kind of challenges. Poo based ones are welcomed.
  3. *Poop warning* Art by Biku Synopsis: Amber and Beth are in serious trouble. All they dream of is going to University and escaping their teens, but Nicola, their controlling, megalomaniacal tutor, is making it impossible. Beth can. She has all sorts of tricks up her sleeve, as well as a confident, smarmy attitude. Time is running short and the girls are under pressure. Can they make the impending deadline, and have the night on the town of their dreams? Im just sharing the story since I think its really great. I wish I could post the whole thing here but I am not the original creator of it, plus there are a bunch of illustrations coupled with the story, I just helped the author here and there so I don't want to claim their work. https://www.deviantart.com/sonnybastard/art/Duds-FINAL-928443213 Give support to them if possible.
  4. This is a situation that happened to me a few months ago. I was attending a family gathering at a house one Friday evening and decided just to go straight from work. I left work around 6pm and had a short drive to my destination. I was wearing smart black trousers, a pink shirt, tie and black shoes. I wasn’t planning on staying long so I didn’t bother with a change of clothes. As I was driving I was wishing I’d went to the toilet before leaving, it wasn’t urgent but I didn’t want to have to excuse myself when I got there. I arrived about 6:30 and said hello to everyone. There were still a few more people to arrive so I grabbed a Diet Coke and went to sit with some friends and family. Another 30 minutes had passed and I was starting to feel a bit desperate. It didn’t help my belt was pushing against my bladder. I was sitting round the back of the table so I didn’t want to have to push past. I continued to have a few more drinks and after another hour I was bursting to go. I had a few things to eat too that didn’t agree with my stomach which started to make matters worse. I had agreed to give Kelly (a family friend) a lift home as she got the bus from work and didn’t want to get the bus home. Kelly was in her late 20’s and was wearing a pencil skirt, tights and a white top. I decided I would just hold it and head home as I didn’t want to be in the toilet for a while and I knew I had to take a small detour to drop Kelly off. I got up and said goodbye to everyone and we both made our way to the car. As I sat in the car, Kelly said ‘I thought you would’ve stayed later.’ She obviously didn’t want to leave at this time. I said ‘Sorry Kelly, I’m just quite tired and I’m actually bursting for the toilet’ she replied ‘I need to go too, I was just about to go when you rushed me away’ I told her I’d been desperate to go all night but I’d rather just go at home. She just laughed and said ‘that wasn’t a good idea’. We were about 5 minutes from Kelly’s house and was really cornered I wouldn’t make it. By this point I was desperate to shit too and my stomach was feeling very bubbly, adding to the fact I was already bursting for a piss. Kelly could see my feeling very uncomfortable and said ‘you can go in my house, I don’t mind.’ I said thank you as by this point I knew I wouldn’t make it home. Kelly didn’t say much about her need to go and she even let me go ahead of her when we got to her house. I pulled up outside her house and we both rushed to her door. I quickly ran to the toilet and both ends exploded. It was such a relief. She then went in after me and we both had a laugh about it after.
  5. 2,361 downloads

    Does what it says on the tin. Enjoy these public #2 accidents. In case this wasn't obvious... **** WARNING POOP ACCIDENTS **** Enjoy, Rach
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  6. View File JAV - EE-004 School girls having very public #2 accidents Does what it says on the tin. Enjoy these public #2 accidents. In case this wasn't obvious... **** WARNING POOP ACCIDENTS **** Enjoy, Rach Submitter rachelkirwan Submitted 04/09/2022 Category JAV Collections  
  7. Hey, I've recently binge watched all of Geo's Gwain Saga and I got to episode 7 where Lanney reached the top of the statue and the villain who poisoned her friends thought she was wearing a diaper, and that scene's now stuck with me pretty hard. Anyway, I'd like someone to make a fan animation relatively consistent with Geo's art style of Lanney walking around in public with her friends in the version of her outfit where her skirt got ripped off. She's walking around like that because she decided to not repair her dress due to her self confidence boost and was completely fine with walking around everywhere in her "leotard." Except in the entire video the bottom piece of Lanney's leotard is edited to be slightly thicker, aka Lanney's actually wearing a diaper and everyone's okay with her doing so in public with it exposed. It's still close to the picture you see, but in the video I'd like to see Lanney going on a walk with her friends in public, then she stops, stands with her legs in the pose we see in the video, and pees, causing her diaper to visibly darken but not leak. Geo looks at her in confusion before everyone moves on like nothing happens. Then in part two of the video they're at the market about to buy something, Lanney smiling when she blinks and spares a glance to her diaper. Then she squats, closes her eyes, and grunts, we then see her padded bum expand as she poops, the diaper expands twice for a few seconds until Lanney heavily soils her still wet diaper. The video ends when Lanney opens her eyes, stands tall, and asks where the bathroom is, and then she walks away with heavy cargo in her pants. I'm just slightly sad that there isn't barely any diaper content for Lanney
  8. Maybe Gordon should have brought a car, instead of taking a taxi to the fancy restaurant they had both wanted to try that night. Maybe, but then again his hand in Rue’s it was hard to stop smiling, the night air cool and calm as it brushed them. Their coats ruffling softly in the warm breeze. A date night just for them after a rough week, he couldn’t be happier standing next to the woman he loves. “Warm enough?” The soft voice of his girlfriend knocked him out of his thoughts, with a squeeze of her hand he smiled at her too, their fingers intertwining. Though he glanced behind them before returning his eyes to her, they had just turned off onto a more...empty road. Gordon’s arm wrapped around her, pulling her closer, his chest tightened a fraction. “With you here? Of course I am, baby.” It helped to calm him that such a corny, cheesy joke made the shorter woman giggle, though he couldn’t help but think maybe he heard footsteps? No...no, he had forgotten his anxiety meds today that’s all it was, he trusted Rue and she didn’t look concerned. Why would someone follow them down the street, though...they were coming up on the bad side of town, his hand coming up to scratch his face feeling like eyes were burning into the back of his head, that would be impossible, though he had to fight the urge to check behind him again. “You’re a dork! I...Gordon are you alright?” Rue’s tone had changed from a gentle joking sound, to concern, a shift that Gordon himself didn’t ignore, nodding, his nails running over his own jawline. His dark eyes meeting her light ones with a smile in them. “Y-Yes sorry babe, I just...thought I heard something, no big deal...Just on edge.” His words trailed off, a brush on his arm as Rue smiled at him, trying to calm him with a touch. Rue herself was a shorter woman, long dark hair held back by a ponytail, her face was a soft pale, her eyes a dark brown with flecks of gold, a part of her he loved to look at. Her coat was dark, a peacoat over a short white dress, her shoes clicking on the cement as she held his hand, fingers intertwined with his, thumb rubbing over his knuckles. Rue’s makeup was gorgeous, and for the fourth time that night, Gordon wondered how exactly he had gotten such a beautiful woman to be with him. Gordon towered over her, though lanky and a bit of a beanpole. His hair was brown, fluffy and curly, a spattering of freckles across his nose and cheeks. He was also pale, though he was simply white instead of asian like the woman beside him. Gordon was in a blue button up covered in a pattern of white dots, a black vest with a white tie an outfit he was rather proud of. Lighter pants that were a bit tight, but when a hand brushed his ass, he figured with a soft flush rushing to his cheeks, Rue didn’t mind...his mind drifting to what might happen when they get back to the apartment, she did seem in the mood. Gordon’s horny thoughts were shattered, unable to hear her words much less understand them as he heard what sounded like footsteps again...He turned around, did he just see a shadow, rushing into the alleyway, just a couple dozen feet behind them? Gordon’s hand tensed, squeezing Rue’s, the woman’s words dying in her throat as Gordon’s pace picked up. His arm went back around her, pulling her into his side, as if scared any minute she’d be snatched away. “G-Gordon? What’s going on? Are you alright?” Her voice was quiet, though as she was brought closer, she paused, though her gait never slowed, he was shaking. Gordon was shaking against her, was it all in his head, anxiety amplified by his unmedicated state? Rue’s hand moved to his side, grabbing the shirt squeezing the fabric in her fingers as she waited for his response that never came, the sound of their shoes clicking on the concrete. Then she heard it, the sound of footsteps getting ever closer, but no matter how many times she or her partner looked behind them they didn’t see anyone, no one coming at them, making her swallow hard, fear gathered in her chest. Though it was clear it affected Gordon much more. “Gordon! Gordon it’s okay! We’re both just tired, a little worn out from today...Let’s calm down alright, why would someone go after two people, they’d be outnumbered baby.” Her words were gentle, softly pulling away to take his hand, comforting him as he grimaced, anxiety feeling like it was bubbling in his chest, burning a path down his torso to make even walking uncomfortable. “I...it...” Gordon was surprised at how difficult it was to actually get the words out of his mouth, his hair flopping into his eyes, he took his hands away, covering his face and looking to the ground. Deep even breaths filled his lungs as he tried to push away the burning fear, feeling his own palms, his own fingers trembling against his skin. “I’m alright I...just, maybe next time I’ll just drive us...” A nervous laugh fell from his lips as he tried to calm down, though the heat gathering in his belly, feeling like the world’s worst stomach ache wasn't going away by any means. Letting his hands fall from his face he paused, his eyes going wide, and the breath he was trying so hard to get under control went wild. Sitting there on the concrete was her little purse on its gold chain, laying there, she was gone, his head whipped around, wildly trying to figure out where she could have gone until he heard the sound of laughter and struggling down the dark alleyway in front of him. “Oh god, oh g-god Rue?! Rue?!” Not a second was wasted, rushing into the alley way he couldn’t think of anything besides her, though he was scared the idea of abandoning his girlfriend never crossed his mind, despite the tension all over him, the heat in his belly, gathering down only getting worse, his heart hammering in his chest. Every breath felt like it was fueling a fire in him, though one of fear, the smoke itself forming into nightmares of her already gone, bleeding out on the concrete. “One more move and this sweet lil’ thing is going to be out one little scrawny...nerd.” Gordon froze, hearing the click of metal against metal, Gordon was faced with the barrel of a gun, his breath catching, he froze in place like a deer caught in headlights, his knees pressing together, his hands shaking he looked past the gun at the woman holding it. Rue was behind her, eyes wide, fearful, clearly she was just a piece of bait to keep him from running, or calling the cops. She was taller than Rue, though shorter than Gordon, her hair was ginger, and loose, a little messy, green eyes and freckles with a shit eating smirk on her face, white teeth and confident squared shoulders...She wasn’t afraid of either of them, clearly not thinking Rue a threat her back to her, arm straight as the silver gun was pointed right between Gordon’s eyes. “Hands on the wall pretty boy, and any funny moves and I get to pick which one gets a brand new hole put into them...” Her voice was accented, Irish or Scottish he had a hard time telling, shaking so bad he could barely shuffle his feet forward, flinching hard when she moved the gun. “NOW! Cute as the two of you are, I don’t have time for bullshit, hands on the wall!” “Wait please! Let her go, she won’t say an-an….anything.” Gordon felt tears blurring his eyes, the shakes of his hands, his body felt overpowered by it’s own urges. The burning in his stomach only clawed lower, and a hand despite his own commands went to his stomach through his shirt, clutching at the fabric. A soft whimper leaving him as he realized his stutter, the one he worked so hard to get over was coming back, Rue’s eyes on him as she realized how close he was to having an anxiety attack. Gordon didn’t know what to do, the gun pointed at him, his shoes stumbled, tripping him, his hands hitting the brick wall of the alley with a painful scrap, skinning the heel of his palms, smears of his blood on the porous brick. He dug his fingers in between each brick, his knees pressed together he felt his lungs close up, tears blurring his vision even more than the fear did. He was panting, close to a panic attack, his knees forced together, it felt like he was going to explode, the liquid leaking down his cheeks clearing his vision, the tears hitting the ground below him like a punctuation to the fearful pants. He didn’t understand it, the powerful burning in his lower abdomen, pressure on his bladder, on his well...everything, he only tensed as he felt the gun press into his spine, breath catching he didn’t dare look at the woman in control of the situation...In control of him. “Got ourselves a little piss boy do we? A little pussy?” The Thief’s hands moved to slide up his side, feeling his coat pocket, he tensed, his knees trembling from the tightness of his muscles, his fingernails hurting from just how hard he was digging them into the wall. With a glance to Rue, who was stock still, she wasn’t shaking, she...she wasn’t crying, she was just watching...Shame washed over him like a blanket, making his stomach twist, painfully aware of how tight his jaw was, how wide his eyes were. “Gordon! It’s okay….she’ll just take what she wants, she won’t hurt us if we just...listen, it’s okay, it’s okay baby...” Gordon sniffed, a pitiful sound when his girlfriend was so much more calm than he was. He was the one fighting the urge to...to...piss himself, his body telling him it helped...it would make him feel so much better, but he shook his head, fighting it as he turned away, a soft sob shaking his body, the fear was too much for him...He was pitiful. “Got yourself a smartie now didn’t you? Listen to your girlie, I wouldn’t want to have to spill some blood, crybaby.” The woman, the thief, was teasing him. She found it funny that he was barely alright while Rue was fine, not even stuttering as she spoke. Pressing his forehead into the wall in front of him, the thief slipped her hands into his pockets, feeling around for a phone or a wallet, she took out both, tucking it away in her coat with a soft laugh, feeling the trembling shaking of the man in front of her. A chuckle brushed his ears as the gun dug into his back, making him tense, stand up[ straight, a breath sucked in as he cried out softly, a voice crack maring the soft noise like he was a scared teen, getting caught washing their wet sheets. “Aweee, what a knight in shining armor, your girlfriend is more man than you are.” Despite the tension in his thighs, his legs, the trembling of his knees, he couldn’t force his body to go stop once it started. The gun was shoved against his spine again, maybe it was because he tensed, or maybe the thief just liked to see him squirm. A sob fell from his lips, followed by tears, the boiling shame in his lungs was nothing like the heat and pressure on his lower half, it promised comfort, a way to escape the fear, though he seriously doubted it. A gush of warmth leaked down his thigh, what felt like lava rolled over the crotch of his pants, soaking the denim a darker color. With a whimper, he bit his lip, clasping his thighs together to try and stop it, though it was far too late now. The pitters of his piss hit the concrete, a stark contrast to the hushed hurried conversation between the three of them only a handful of minutes ago. His breath was like a cloud in front of him, hitting the cold air as the curls of his brown hair shook. Squeezing his eyes shut, tears slipped down his face, a hand clasping to his mouth as he heard Rue gasp. “G-Gordon you...on yourself...you...” Her words were cut off by the thief’s laughter, pushing the gun between the back of his pants and his coat, she lifted it, exposing his accident to his girlfriend, the cool air making his shiver but no...his body wasn’t done yet. “You’re dating a pussy who can’t even keep his shit together?! He’s crying for fucks sake! A little fucking pussy can’t even handle having a gun pointed at him, get a real man, instead of a god damn child.” Gordon hated this, it felt like something straight out of a nightmare! Shame, embarrassment, all of it was burning color on his pale cheeks as he tried not to let this get any worse. Then he felt his pants tighten, eyes flaring open wide, he knew what was happening, and wished to god he could stop it, the smell alone alerting both women...There was no way they wouldn’t know he was...messing himself, messing his own pants in front of them. It pushed against his brief, lumping against his cheeks, making a mess as it had nowhere to go but against him. No doubt smearing on his pale skin, he was disgusted, embarrassed by himself, the two girls were silent...silent as they stared at the man who just pissed all over himself...then even went so far as to literally mess...himself. “Jesus fucking Christ, what the hell is wrong with you?!” The thief was done making fun of him, he could barely see the disgusted look on her face through the veil of tears. His knees felt weak, his body freezing now that his mess, his...puddle were cooling in the night time air. The ginger woman who held his wallet and phone in her coat stepped back, then he saw stars, pain erupting from his temple, and somewhere in the back of his mind he realized he was hearing Rue scream. More warm liquid gushed from him, re-soaking his pants, as blood dripped from the cut on his temple, dazed and confused, he realized he was sitting on the ground. His mess was staining the fabric of his pants, the pee puddle soaking into more and more of his pant legs, and he trembled unable to help it, he was so scared...The gun was between his eyes, pressing his head back into the alley wall, though all he could focus on was the shining metal. “Stop don’t-!” Rue’s voice, she had taken a step forward, wanting to protect him, but the gun was taken away from him and pointed at her, the thief said something, but his vision was fading, it was all a blur...The last thing he remembered was seeing Rue have her pockets searched, her hands up at her sides, she was watching him though, not even scared of the thief jabbing her with the gun… The last thing he felt was searing guilt, shame...He should have been the one trying to protect her! That was the night before, now...He didn’t know what to do himself, he couldn’t even meet Rue’s eyes after all of that, after she had seen him act like a little kid having a panic attack, how his body had tried to comfort him in the most...childish way imaginable. It was early morning, their shared apartment was quiet, too quiet...He hadn’t slept, neither had Rue, the two of them having spent the night cancelling cards and calling in the report. Gordon had showered, a towel hanging around his shoulders, wet hair clinging to his skin, bags under his eyes betraying the fact that he hadn’t even tried to sleep the night before. He wore basic black pajama pants, a white shirt with long-faded words, the clothes he had...ruined were double bagged and in the trash, his eyes glancing to it for half a second, too ashamed to look at it for any longer than that. “Baby?” Gordon started, his eyes flicking up to meet Rue’s, she had two mugs of coffee in her hand, moving to offer him one, she sat beside him on the couch, again he couldn’t meet her eyes. Rue moved a hand to touch his arm, her thumb rubbing soft comforting circles onto his skin, the comforting touch seemed to help a little, the man leaning into it with a sigh. “You’re being too hard on yourself...You were already nervous, and having a gun pointed at you...that’s not something you just deal with sweetheart, you didn’t get hurt that’s what matters.” Gordon recognized the soft gentle tone she was using, she meant what she said but, the mortification of what she had seen? He couldn’t get it out of his mind. “I...I’m supposed to be, a-a-an adult R...Rue.” He paused, biting his lip and looking down at his lap, feeling her hand stroke his wet hair, he didn’t push her away, ashamed of his stutter coming back, ashamed of himself as a person. “I’m su...su...supposed to be a man, I couldn’t e-even...I couldn’t...” Rue moved to lean into his side, her soft arm around him, he gently shrugged her off, glancing at her before looking away, moving to towel his hair in silence. Rue let the silence stretch on, he was upset, how could she comfort him over what happened? His body betraying him the way that it had? His cheeks were growing pink the more she watched him, looking away she barely caught the flash of his hand moving up to his face brushing a finger underneath his eye. Rue stood, taking his hand to her mouth she gave his knuckles a soft kiss, letting his hand fall back into his lap as she moved off into the bathroom, a part of her knew that the only way to make him feel better was...to show him that he wasn’t a failure, wasn’t...someone who couldn’t control his body. With a little slip out of the bottle, the laxative rolled into her hand, turning it over in her hand, a flush of pink rushed to her cheek, was she really going to do this? Was she really going to take this medicine? Then she thought of Gordon...crying in the front room, silently, the embarrassment on his face? She bit her lip, and moved to grab another pill, a muscle relaxer, one that would help with the other half of, what...happened to her poor boyfriend. Rue ran the sink, and within seconds the pills were down and she didn’t...feel anything yet but she knew that would change, hands on either side of the sink she looked into the mirror, running a finger under the bags she had under her eyes, leaving the bathroom with a soft click of the door. Gordon glanced up, seeing Rue enter, he raised a brow, eyes glancing down to the hand over her lower half, concerned knitting his brows as he used the towel to brush away the wetness on his own cheeks. “Babe? W-What’s wro...wrong sweetheart?” Gordon moved to stand, giving her a half smile, which she tried to return, before her other hand covered her mouth, wincing slightly as her body grumbled, pressure building in her lower half as she whimpered...It wasn’t painful but it was so quick, was this how he felt, scared, on display? “I-I Gordon...” Her eyes widened, surprised at her own voice, shaking her hands trembling, she winced, whimpering again as she trailed off. Her stomach gurgled, loudly between them, her eyes glancing up to meet his, Gordon’s eyes going wide, putting a hand over his mouth as he watched, her cheeks erupting into pink. Rue couldn’t help it, she leaned forward, her knees pressing together, she began trembling unable to control her body, glancing up at Gordon who couldn’t choose between second-hand embarrassment, or confusion. “W-What are you doing?! Rue you...you don’t have to do this I do...do...don’t.” His stutter was acting up, he trailed off, sweat dotting his brow as Rue shook her head as Gordon came close. Reaching a hand out she gripped his sleeve, flushing, her eyes squeezing closed as she pressed her face into his sleeve. With a soft shake of her head, Gordon paused feeling the warm wetness of tears brushing his sleeve. “R-Rue?” Without a second thought his arms went around her, she wasn’t faking it, she was pressing her face into his arm and crying softly, embarrassed about what she had done. The pressure was building up more and more, her lower half felt like it was burning, building up too much pressure, a burning pressure promising relief from the medicine pushing her body to its limits. Rue trembled suddenly, not so sure about this plan anymore as she felt Gordon’s warm hand in her hair, tracing the locks of her hair down her back. Trying to comfort her as she did exactly as he did in the alley way, her body was giving out on her, she didn’t have much time. “I...just wanted to try and show you it didn’t matter but I...can’t stop it...Gordon...” The more she spoke the more her voice went to a soft whisper, it took all her effort to try and stop it, her knees shaking to the point they almost gave out. Gordon’s arm was the only thing that kept her from hitting the floor. She tried to speak again, but it was too late, the body she could always trust was giving out on her, this was it, she was done for, even if she wanted to back out now she couldn’t. Warmth began to leak down her legs, the shorts she was wearing, so tight-fitting, light grey in color, started to darken between her cheeks unable to take the strain of the sudden rush of...liquid mess. The smell hit them both as suddenly as she lost control, with a cracked sob she jerked away from him, planning to run away, to hide from him, but it was too late, her body betrayed her. Now she knew the embarrassment he had felt in that alley way, freezing cold and covered in his mess...though it was her this time, her shorts were ruined… It wasn’t long before the warmth gushed down her front, her shorts darkening, a spurt of liquid coming from the front, a golden yellow stream dripping over the pale skin, soaking her socks and the carpet. Her mess mixed with her puddle, her toes pointing to each other as she gripped the hem of her shirt, her knees trembling as she pressed them together. Rivers of her embarrassment dripped off her knees as tears dripped down her cheeks, the warm rough hand of her boyfriend touched her cheek, through blurry teary eyes she saw his soft smile, feeling his warm kiss on her forehead. “Shh it’s okay baby, you didn’t have to for me...Let’s get you cleaned up...Shhh.” Gordon brought her close, her body trembling underneath his arms as the carpet got ruined underneath her, Rue gripping the front of his shirt, her trembling against him. She softly cried, nuzzling into his arm, feeling his face pressing into the top of her head, it felt so good to be comforted, she never wanted him to go through this again but he seemed better...Their bodies couldn’t handle the stress of that night with the Thief. ---------- Thank you so much to pp123 for letting me write for you!! I hope you enjoy!
  9. This happened two summers ago. All names used are fake. Four friends and I were taking a road trip. One friend (we'll call her Jane) had been given her father's old RV (rich people ikr) and decided to take the gang on a trip to a few campgrounds, national parks, etc. So there we were on the road one day. Jane was driving, and another friend who I'll refer to as Callie had called shotgun. The other three of us (myself, Lana, and Maddy) were sitting on a couch behind them. We'd been on the highway for a few hours just joking around and whatnot. Traffic was really freakin slow for some reason, in the past half hour we'd moved maybe fifty feet. In a forty foot long vehicle. Yeah... I think we later found out there was a car crash in a road work zone. Regardless, we'd been here for a while and it didn't look like we'd be making any more progress anytime soon. Our joking and traffic complaints were interrupted when Callie excused herself to go poo. She went to the back of the RV where the larger bathroom was and closed the door. Maddy immediately stole her front seat. A minute or two later, Lana got up to use the smaller bathroom for the same reason as Callie. The two of them had eaten two and a half cheeseburgers each when we broke for lunch,on top of large milkshakes and a taco salad, so we all saw this coming. Eventually I realized that I really needed to pee and neither bathroom showed signs of being vacated in the near future. Some time passed and I went back to ask if there was any chance I might be able to pee soon. Lana said no. Callie opened the bathroom door, flipped me off from the toilet, and shut it again. Back to the couch with me. The Home Depot bucket that we were using to hold some firewood was looking mighty tempting. Suddenly I felt myself leak a little in my panties. I repeated my journey to the rear of the RV, letting out another spurt as I went. At this point I was seriously considering using the bucket. No way was I getting out and peeing on the side of the road with traffic being what it was. I was desperate enough that I briefly thought about disrobing, marching into Callie's bathroom, and pissing in the shower before I remembered that peeing in RV showers isn't a good idea. Holding my crotch, I asked them how long they'd be. Lana said she didn't know. Callie said maybe ten or more minutes. I couldn't wait ten or more minutes. I remained in the bedroom hallway, equidistant between the two bathrooms. Callie and Lana were still going at it. Meanwhile Maddy and Jane were sitting up front and arguing about dinner. Maddy wouldn't shut up about chicken soup for some reason. Chicken soup broth is yellow and very runny. Maddy was not helping. By this point my panties were decidedly speckled, although it hadn't shown through to my sweats yet. I banged on Callie's door and asked if since she was done peeing, she could hop off the toilet long enough for me to go and then sit back down. She wouldn't agree. I reminded here that a week ago we all saw her strip and piss in a bush on a trail, but still the door remained closed. As I was walking back to offer Lana my proposal, I felt a big leak. There was a slight wet spot on my sweatpants now. As I was trying to convince Lana to let me in, I leaked again. The wet spot on my pants was the size of an oreo by now. Finally Lana let me in, pants around her ankles and the toilet flushed. She was holding some toilet paper to her butt, which led me to believe she wasn't quite done. Before I even sat down and took my pants off I started peeing, but I managed to stop. When I pulled down my sweats I saw that my panties were really soaked. I got them off just as I lost control completely. I peed for a solid two minutes. As soon as I got off the toilet Lana sat back down and sighed as a series of plops resounded from the bowl. I went outside to give her some privacy. My panties were pretty wet, so I decided to chuck them in the wash. The laundry stuff was in the other bathroom, however, in which Callie was still occupied. I put my pants back on and sat on the bed, panties in hand, to await her exit. When she came out I gave her a playful shove for making me almost pee myself. I'm very easy to bribe, however, and half a box of Vienna Fingers later Callie was my favorite person in the world. I still, however, had no interest in chicken soup.
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    So this one is a little different but I love the scenario. Japanese school girls are sitting in class and had #2 accidents in their panties. *****Caution - Contains Poo! ****** Enjoy Rach
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  11. On the Europe school trip, which was six years later after the Blip and on this trip Peter was drawn to Michelle’s bathroom habits. Throughout the trip he discovered that he realised he had a crush on MJ. Before the snap or which some people call the blip happened, the same thing happened towards another girl at his school and that was Liz Toomes. He started to notice Liz’s accidents and this unlocked a bit of a secret to him, which made him attracted to a fetish that consists of wetting and desperation of girls. One thing he hoped for is that MJ would be exactly like Liz a sexy girl with a small bladder. To Peter the reality of this trip came true, which was that MJ would exactly be like how he remembered Liz by her accidents. Peter Parker’s favourite part of the trip was the flight from New York to Venice and to tell you why, we’ll it’s darn simple. Pete went to use the airplane bathroom and when he opened the door stood MJ looking like she needs to go so bad. Parker quickly shuts the door and starts pretending to clean the toilet seat, as a way to make MJ wait longer. Michelle was getting frustrated she quietly spoke in an angry voice “Peter please hurry up I’ve got go!” There was no reply back from Peter and this infuriated MJ. It was just in a matter of seconds when Michelle Jones first felt a squirt escape her and immediately looked around, no one was awake so that was great she could grab herself like a young girl without anyone looking at her. She bent over slightly and jammed her hands into her crotch, she grabbed her crotch area of her black jeans and started doing the pee pee dance. The thought of a 18 year old acting like a little kid was embarrassing to herself and aim to get a stronger bladder. She now was feed up with Parker and banged on the door and quietly said “Hurry up Peter... please.” Again no reply but inside that bathroom Peter was getting all excited about this, but the one who he is getting excited for isn’t too happy with this predicament. Just then another wave hit Spidey’s crush and made her scream a bit, Miss Jones was getting scared about wetting herself now because it was on its last legs. She couldn’t use the bathroom behind her because some person has been in there since the start of her desperation and she wouldn’t make it if she walked to the other bathroom where Pete and Ned were originally seated. She was not one of those girls who would rush back to their seat and use something else as a toilet, she would definitely not use the sick bag as a device to pee in nor will she use the blanket the plane provided to pee on. There was no other choose, but the option she definitely does not like, and that was wetting herself right now and having a so called “accident”. She took a deep breath in and with out any hesitations she started peeing, her golden stream bolted out from her pussy and ran into her pink panties and which soaked both the front and the back. She couldn’t help it but she moaned softly about her accident, the only person who heard it was Peter and by the sounds of MJ made him sexually attracted to her, which made Spider-Man quite aroused. The stream died down shortly after that and she actually enjoyed being wet after the embarrassment she took upon. Luckily her jeans were black and didn’t show much of the accident, but can you imagine if she wasn’t wearing black jeans and everyone would make fun of her but not the one who forced her to do this. The wet MJ went back to her seat and smiled to herself because of what Mr Parker did to her and after her enjoyment, Mr Parker left the bathroom leaving Brad to go after him. To Be Continued...
  12. “Hey guys, I’m Amethyst and want to tell you guys something naughty. You probably know who I am, but if you don’t I’ll recap it all for you, so I’m a crystal gem. A Crystal Gem? What’s that? So I’m a alien being that exists as a magical gemstone projecting a holographic body, and one of the four "Crystal Gems", a group of Gems who defend Earth. In our group we have Garnet, myself, the incredible infuriating leader Pearl and Steven Universe, who is a half gem and human. Anyway let’s cut the small talk and let’s get naughty, yeah! Our story takes place on a dark and stormy night in Beach City, now I’m fast asleep in my bed, in my pjs and I’m starting to feel I need to pee. So this is not one of stories where the characters must pee, but is lazy to get out of bed and so he/she decides to wet the bed. Oh no, no this story ain’t like that. Right, so I’m there fast asleep, my bladder is aching for its relief, but not even the pain of my sore bladder wanting to let it go could wake me up. Ok now skip all the way to 3 am, that’s the time I always get up because I play video games early in the morning so when I woke up, I was completely mortified to find out I pissed the bed. I actually felt like crying because how embarrassing this was, I raced out of bed and went to the bathroom where my beach towel is and placed it on top of wet sheets and there was no way I would sit down and play games with a pissed stained pants on and also wore panties under them, so they are definitely wet as well. So I stripped completely naked, I thought to myself, it’s 3 am who the hell would catch you being nude at this time of the day. You’re all are probably asking me, why didn’t I wear a diaper now, but it was because I didn’t have any and I never thought of the idea until Steven told me. I played my game and while playing I thought this the first time I ever fully displayed my body. So anyway I played my game and stopped at 7 am and then I went to put on a clean pair of pjs to trick them that nothing happened to them last night and they were identical so that’s a big win for me. I felt my bed and the towel soaked up most of my piss and I was pleased to find out that it’s drying up, I close it back to keep out anyone looking at my secret. We all eat breakfast nothing special just bacon and eggs, my brain at the time was fixated with my accident where I uncontrollably overdosed on orange juice, I started feeling a urge to go, but I couldn’t go now stupid Pearl has to make a mission briefing now and you guys are wondering why not just ask her to start later, but no she’s such a bitch, she would let Steven go and Garnet if she has to, but she always treats me as I’m the unwanted person on the team. So I go, I put my desperation aside and go attend the briefing. It was all about what are we going to do of this thing that faced a problem to use when we traveled to that planet and then she dragged on with another topic and this topic made this briefing longer than the usual ones. At that time it was 8:30, my bladder now was aching for its relief. I put my hand in my panties to feel my bladder and I discover that I could burst in any second. With Pearl’s stupid speech it dragged my bladder to become full and at that moment I took my hand out and walked with my hand stuck in between my legs. I can feel I’m about leak so I hurry up, I run as fast as I could to my room, I then lose the hold and leak. I fight for my survival, with one gone I know that a second one will arrive. At times like this I wish I was like Garnet because she’s a fusion between two gems - Ruby and Sapphire. That means that as a fusion Garnet has two bladders and means that she has the capacity to hold it longer. With my desperation I forgot to lock my room’s door and the bathroom door, that’s just a warning for what’s coming up. I lose the battle of the second leak and I’m scared it’s going to happen. I pull my pjs pants down, but my bladder is starting to give up, it’s spouting drops of pee and then I lose control, it happens! My golden piss rains down my legs, my whole pants become wet, but to my enjoyment of my wetting I hear the voice of Steven. I stop and realise that I never locked the door to my room, I was so scared I hoped that Steven does not check the bathroom. He steps in as says “ Amethyst, I need my X-Box controller back please.” So I say it’s on the bean bag there near the TV. He grabs it and then tries to find me to say thank you. It is inevitable that he finds me in the bathroom, he stares intently at my wet pjs pants and then looks up at my teary face. “It’s okay Amethyst, it’s just an accident you don’t need to worry.” I’m forced to tell him the whole story and tell him my dirty little secret. I confess that accident that I am currently crying about is because I wanted to, I tell him about the morning. He places the controller down on the counter and touches my shoulders and says “Amethyst if you really want to play around with your bladder I think you should by diapers. A diaper? I say, I’ve never heard of one before Steven tells me what they are used for an underwear that allows the wearer to urinate or defecate without the use of a toilet, by absorbing or containing waste products to prevent soiling of outer clothing. I was so happy, I grab my purse and ask Steven if he could help me buy some, he agreed and we sneaked out of the window because we don’t want Garnet or Pearl to know Amethyst secret. As I’m writing this they don’t even have a clue. To Be Continued...
  13. Grandpa Max wanted to take Ben and Gwen to a caravan park, to stay for the night. They both agreed because they wanted to meet new people there and hopefully it would not be like the old one they used to go to. The old one was not good the toilets were always dirty and never clean but this gave Gwen the kink of wetting herself. She would always go to most dirtiest toilet and squirm and hold herself and piss in her panties she wears for bed. She loved this but if Ben knew about this he would be name calling her every day probably calling her ‘you big baby’ or even worse. Gwen doesn’t like diapers if Ben did know then grandpa Max would be diapering her up, she hated diapers because if you put one on her 10 year old self you could see it making her skinny green pants to tight to wear. So grandpa Max packed up and got on the RV, Gwen and Ben sat together playing games on the table but then Gwen was feeling hungry. “Grandpa I’m hungry.” “No worries Gwen, I think McDonalds is just around the corner.” Max was right there was Ben still was playing a game and it was Gwen’s turn in. “Ok Gwen I dare you to order a large meal and drink the whole thing inside.” She accepted the challenge and waiting for the RV to park. Just the they were in the car park they got out and went inside to order. Gwen got a large quarter pounder meal with Coke, Max had a medium Big Mac meal with Diet Coke and Ben got a medium cheeseburger meal with Coke. They sat there and ate Gwen did not need to use the bathroom yet but she would soon. On the way Gwen could feel that the Coke was now travelling to her bladder because she could feel a sudden urge to go to the toilet, she tried her best to hold it in. Max just yawned feeling sleepy he made a stop to go to the rest stop to sleep, he fell asleep when he parked it. Ben felt tired to Gwen used her magic to phase out of the RV to toilets, she could feel if she didn’t go now then she would be going to the caravan park with favourite green pants soaked in her piss. She rushed to the women’s room but the door was locked she was bursting outside for a big piss she barely even knew if she could hold on any longer. Then her first leak came out she froze and started panicking, she didn’t want to have an accident. A 10 year old girl desperate for a piss and waiting for a girl much older taking her sweet time and make Gwen have an accident. Gwen was so desperate she could just pee right outside but she did something that she never did before but in desperate time calls for desperate measures. She raced in to the men’s room and just when she was about to sit, a toilet flushed. She raced out of the men’s she knew it was that woman. It was she looked teenaged in appearance, who was quite hot. Gwen rushed in closed the door immediately unbuttoned her pants and pulled her damp panties down raced towards the toilet. She couldn’t make it her floodgates opened just when she was going to sit on the toilet, so she squatted let her floodgates close. She felt so warm she then started touching her golden stream and slid her hand up her shirt to rub it on her boobies, she loved this. Gwen stopped washed her hand quickly get back before anyone noticed that she left. She got back to the RV and it was the same as how it was when she left. Gwen hoped that she could hold more of her piss and actually piss herself later. To Be Continued...
  14. Zoe was the most attractive girl at her high school, she was a bit fat but still sexy looking and had very thick legs. Zoe has a dirty secret that she keeps to herself and her friends, she loves omorashi. She loves holding herself when needing to take a pee and pees her panties a lot even know she is 17. Zoe’s kink was created when she held her desperation in while playing tennis and made it to the toilet but had no time to take off her panties so had to wet in it. She loved the feeling of her golden hot pee wetting the fabrics of her panties especially her pink Calvin Klein’s, she would always love to go in it instead of any other ones she owns. Her friends have the same kink that’s why she deeply respects them because they won’t tell people or male friends about Zoe’s dirty secret. Today was a very special day because Zoe is going to take her four friends to go camping tonight. Zoe arrived at school at 9:30 and saw her friend Jasmine looking desperate for the toilet, Zoe quickly parked and rushed over to see if her friend needed help. “Hey Jas are you ok?” Jasmine said this whispering because of the students in public around her “No remember we were going to do the thing today. You know?” Zoe looked down at her and saw that her friend had placed her hands on her skirt, looking like she’s holding her flood gates. The two girls rushed to the girl’s bathroom to do the thing. They took the first stall and Zoe sat on the toilet as her friend started do a dance and moaning softly.She then let go of her mini skirt and started to pee she felt great relief after her desperation ended. Jas stopped and Zoe ran to her car to grab spare jeans for her friend who just wet herself. Zoe came back and started using her phone to distract her from seeing Jas’s hairy pussy. Jas had made her panties too wet to wear under clean jeans. She was done and school would start in an hour so they quickly had to regain their friends and tell them the news. Jane was talking to Diana conveniently just out at the playground just near the toilets. Zoe and Jasmine saw them and talked “How did it go?” Said Jane. “Um, good. She was really desperate and soaked both.” Said Zoe. “Great job girls, can’t wait for this camp out. Let’s be very naughty? Hmm girls?” Said Diana. “Yeah but what happened to Hailee?” Said Jasmine. “Oh Hailee actually soiled herself very bad and she’s probably changing. Said Jane. Hailee came back with these sweatpants on her thick legs, Hailee looks a bit like Zoe but is not related. She looks very attractive but doesn’t have the exact same leg size as the pro wetter Zoe. “Girls I just did the biggest shit in my panties just then. I had to change so bad but it was very sexy.” The bell rang and school started, “Oh I tell you something about the campsite later maybe almost at the end of school.” Said Hailee. To Be Continued...
  15. Personally... I don’t really like messing, but it depends on my mood actually, so it’s a maybe. :3 What do you think about it?
  16. Lara Croft the famous tomb raider was on her most dangerous raid. She was abandoned on an island once but that wasn’t it, she was going to the mountains to find the lost eye. The lost eye was a special necklace that grants whoever wears it powers. It originally belonged to the people who lived on the abandoned island but when two pilots crashed landed on the island they took the necklace for themselves and they died horribly after escaping from the island. They used it’s power to rebuild the plane and left but it crashed landed in the mountains revolting in their survival in cave which eventually led to their deaths. Now Lara had to recover the necklace from their dead bodies and bring it back where it came from. Lara had a similar thing like those pilots, her helicopter which was only different. So her helicopter crashed in a cave and she had to survive in the cold on arriving she wondered how she could go to the toilet because on her past raids she would dig a quick hole in the sand and go in there. It was so different as she had hallucinations of her peeing in her snow gear and the struggles of going to the toilet in general. It’s been two weeks after Lara crashed here and has to go to the loo in a diaper but mostly in her cave and today was her worst day. After getting used to the snowy climate and weather she had the idea to look for that necklace, she placed a diaper on her in case of emergencies as diapers was very used to Lara because she never liked relieving herself in 100 year old or even older temple, tomb or caves. Lara felt the urge to have a poo but she didn’t want to wait any longer so she continued on what she had planned. Anyway it was two hours later when a blizzard hit the mountains and Lara got caught in it and she had to find shelter in a few minutes or she would freeze to death. On her way she could feel her lump of shit moving out of her asshole and she was in dire need for a poo now she didn’t think she could make it in time. In times like this Lara always forgets that she put on a diaper it is because she gets very stressed that she forgets anything that humans do and focus it on her survival. This leaves her human body isolated from her mind. To Be Continued...
  17. Along time ago when billionaire Bruce Wayne was young and finish at Gotham High School and in his class was the hottest female there, who was Miss Barbara Gordon. Now Barbara had an accident on Wednesday afternoon, in English class. She desperately need to have a wee but the English teacher was such a bitch and never let any of her students go too use the toilet and most of the girls had a lot of accidents. She drank too much water at lunch and now needed to let it go, she asked “Miss Wildenberg, can I use the loo?” The teacher replied “NO!” It wasn’t soon when she peed her white panties and they were soaked and also her skirt was wet. She sat there crying as she had not done that since her old school, she was sad and unhappy but from that she made a new friend. Bruce Wayne felt her pain of humiliating herself in front of everyone and he cared for her and had a very strong friendship with her. Present Day: It was his birthday his love Vicki Vale died by the hands of The Joker and he was quite sad by it. Just then the doorbell rang, he opened it and standing there was Barbara standing there and Bruce was shocked by this. “Wow, Barbara the last time I saw you was at High School! Wow, look I’m sorry what happened to you there and I feel very sad for you when some of the other girls called you Miss pissy pants. “Thanks Bruce, I heard it was your birthday so I came to see you.” “Well thank you darling but I feel sad because my love Vicki Vale died at 12:00 today by Joker.” She gave Bruce a hug and Bruce said “I made Vicki a Batsuit called Batgirl and now she’s dead I want you to have it might smell like piss because I forgot to put something on it and she had to do it in the suit. Bruce was it deliberate or accidental? It was accidental because I thought I finished the suit but forgot to put on how to take it off. In the Batcave: Barbara and Bruce now in the Batcave and her field of vision saw the Batsuit hanging up and also the Batgirl suit and she knew it was part of her know. As she must to train under Batman as Batgirl. "Bruce I need to pee.” He simply nodded and said to pee on the floor as Barbara squatted on ground and took off her pants and panties and relieve herself in peace. Barbara put the suit on as she look incredibly sexy in it and it was easily to take off if needed to pee. “Barbara, I’m just wondering if you have a pee fetish because Vicki did.” “I can say this I do but still don’t like public accidents.” They walked back to Wayne Manor until getting to the secret entrance to Wayne Manor from the Batcave and when they got there Barbara drank to much water as she sat there. She got so distracted that she didn't even notice as her bladder began to make an aching full bladder. She held her pee in and hopefully all for the best and no wetting accidents. She had a strong visible connection with Bruce and she keep it in for a long time but no accidents yet, which was good. She then felt it’s full power now as she had to be excused or suffer the accident.She asked Bruce where the bathroom is as she started doing a pee pee dance under the table. Bruce said “Keep walking straight down on the right side.” Barbara did this and finally found it she walked in and lifted her shirt up, then unbuckled her belt, then pulled down her jeans and importantly her red panties. She shifts her sexy ass over the toilet seat and starts urinating in the toilet. She finished her pee and washed her hands and walked back to Bruce and her desperation finished. To be continued
  18. Vicki woke up in her bedroom, she was on top of the sheets, naked and looked around for Bruce Wayne. She realised she was not anymore at Wayne Manor but at her house, still naked and after having sex with Bruce, who she secretly know is Batman. She looked at her watch to see what the time was it was 12:00 PM, “Oh holy fucking God, I am late for work.” She walked over to the bathroom and she sticks her big ass out and then pees herself and wets the floor of the bathroom again just like yesterday morning. Vicki feels like she has to shit now, so she moves the big red bucket over to her and squat over it to shit in it. She starts making farts, she farts and farts and finally the last one was wet fart and her shit fall on the floor she keeps messing on the floor. After her purpose accidents are finished, she cleans up her messy accidents. She gets changed putting her pink panties on, then she puts on her dark grey skirt, white top with light brown jacket, black pantyhose and her black high boots. he then makes herself breakfast, she poured herself a big glass of orange juice and goes to see Bruce. On the way she fells her bladder hurting and she had to pee, but she couldn’t go now. She was very close to her Wayne Manor, but there was no rest area on the way to Bruce’s. She continued riding and felt her urge getting worse, so she thought of putting some music on, but she did that last time and it didn’t work because of the add after the song. She sat there holding on trying not to pee herself. Her bladder was now half full and she squirmed, screamed and squeezed her legs together. She looked around the car and there was no empty bottles to pee in. She then looked outside and saw a big tree, she thought to herself thinking if she stops the car and pees behind the tree then she doesn’t have to worry about wetting herself again. She now has a full bladder, “Oh no, please not now!” Her first squirt of pee made her panties wet. She got to the tree and stopped the car and walked behind the tree. Just then it happened again her second squirt of pee gushing out from her pussy and shifting down into her pantied. So she pulled her skirt down then her panties and inspected her leaks. She pulled them down further. Vicki, now relieving herself while squatting and she feel the warmth of her hot golden pee. She then turned around and went back to the car and continued her drive to Bruce. She brought one coffee with her as she drank it up now. She felt the urge to pee again.”Oh no not now!” she said, she had to hold in her urge but she was near Bruce, so she just had to holding it in for a bit longer. She stopped her car outside walked to the front door and rang the buzzer and she was squeezing her legs tight in trying not to wet herself. Bruce walked up to the door to let her in. He opened the door and the two of them stared at each other and then said hi. Vicki said to Bruce “I,I,I can’t talk to you now and need to pee so badly!” Bruce replied “Ok.” Vicki is now walking to the bathroom at last she found it, she pulled a off her skirt and panties and stuck her sexy ass onto the toilet seat. Her hot urine flowed and her pain of holding onto to it longer died, which Vicki didn’t want to have two accidents today. So when she is down Vicki and Bruce get into something more classic (tuxedo and dress) Bruce said “Right, feel better now? Vicki replied “Bruce I feel much better.” Alfred comes in and said “I have made lunch. Then she hear randomly the voice of the Joker calling her “Vicki, Vicki, VICKI!!!” She tells this to Bruce and he says “I will look into this.” To Be Continued
  19. Wonder Woman got captured by Harley Quinn, Diana was naked but with only a diaper on. Harley turned to face her “I’ve seen many of your accidents Wonder Woman but this will be your most humiliating wetting.” Harley said. Harley desperately need to pee too as she just relaxed her mussels and then she peed herself as Diana looked at her mess and said “You little girl you had an accident.” Harley lifted up her. Skirt and revealed that she wore a diaper under her short skirt. Diana used her super strength to brake the chains and freed herself and punched Harley out cold and went to put her suit back on she didn’t have time to take off her diaper as she wore it underneath her skirt. Harley used a sex toy to make her bladder feel uncomfortable and it was happening Diana desperately need to do a big wee as she desperately need to get out of her hideout before she can use a toilet. Finally got out by destroying the wall and got out, she made her mind think of Bruce she missed his Birthday day party and she couldn’t help it her mind switching off and went back to desperation mode. Her bladder spasmed and hurt as she flew over to her house. She was too late as she started losing her grip of holding on to her desperation in as she still had to go fucking badly to the toilet. Her first squirt of pee gushed down her panties making them damp, “Oh shit I am already peeing myself. She he finally got home and she landed and she wouldn’t make so she gave up and waited for her second squirt to come out. Now the second squirt came and her diaper was wet but not soaking wet. Now it happened her bladder lost all of its control and it couldn’t take it anymore and she peed herself standing outside in public. She opened the door and went to put her wet clothes in the washing machine but not the diaper and panties because she didn’t pee in it. She dislike peeing in a diaper and put it in the outside bin and she was only a fan of bed wetting, panty wetting and peeing in jeans. To Be Continued...
  20. Has anyone here gone into an old house with wrecked dusty furniture and small animal skeletons piled on a rug and gone to the bathroom on a stranger's sofa or piano and then have sex or masturbate? Even more so is going on a dusty marble floor or statues in a mausoleum. It is so quiet and every sound is magnified. Walking around smelling of pee and sex is an awesome turn-on. I've only done it with my girlfriend (now wife), but even doing it solo might be fun. We've returned two days later and could still smell our scent hanging in the air. Our mess was enough to get us in the mood for a repeat performance. Any other tales of the Wet Crypts? Try it, its rather different!
  21. JAV - EE-150 - Classroom #2 Accidents View File So this one is a little different but I love the scenario. Japanese school girls are sitting in class and had #2 accidents in their panties. *****Caution - Contains Poo! ****** Enjoy Rach Submitter rachelkirwan Submitted 07/15/2018 Category Female videos Clothing
  22. Castor Oil Enema ***Caution, this contains messing, diapers, wetting, peeing, references to menstruation and lots of body parts.*** As promised (https://omorashi.org/topic/13418-something-naughty-planned-this-weekend/) Today I did something naughty. Very naughty. What follows is what I typed at the time, please do take the warning ^above^ seriously. This is me really trying to push my boundaries. I’ve been into omorashi, wetting, diapers, age play, light bondage, humiliation and other things for a long time (not saying how long now), and well I wanted to try something which isn’t on my list but ticks parts of some of the boxes. So here is my, rather lengthy, account of what I did yesterday (Sat.). … I’ve decided to try castor oil which is apparently a wicked laxative which produces unpredictable results. I bought a bottle at Holland and Barrett’s last week and it’s been sitting over my sink for a while now. Taunting me. And so the experiment. Online sources suggest that you take it orally, three table spoons. So I first tried this. I then sat down and typed this as I went. I came back later to add commentary as I didn’t always have time to do so right at the moment as I was dedicated to documenting. I should also note that I was in fact wearing Drynites, the UK brand of Goodnites. They are exactly the same thing but since I grew up wearing them and calling them Goodnites I simply can’t call them anything else, and especially can’t think about calling them anything else when I’m dying to poo. It began… 1:30 – Put on easy to change clothes: PJ Bottoms (No panties), t-shirt and old bra. No socks or anything else. 1:45 – I pour a tablespoon full of castor oil, it’s very gloopy and oily. It has a very subtle smell. My first thought is, what’s all this crap about people having trouble getting it down, it doesn’t smell bad. So I put it into my mouth and immediately know why people don’t like it. Its oily but its got a strange gloopy texture and doesn’t like sit in your mouth like water but rather like a giant oily yucky ball. It was horrible and I couldn’t even get it to the back of my mouth, I spat it into the sink and wretched. I almost threw up a little and quickly washed my mouth out with water and then juice. So um yeah no way that was going to happen. 1:50 – Seriously reconsider the whole adventure and look up other uses for castor oil online (apparently it’s a good massage oil and can be used in cooking). 1:55 – Woman up and get ready to do it the other way. The other way being a suppository, and while I didn’t have a suppository I reckoned I could put it in my enema bulb and insert it that way with water. So I get out the bulb, clean it, fill it almost all with water and add a dash of castor oil and cover the tip in lube. I’ve got this enema bulb from (failed) experiments with anal sex with my previous boyfriend. For those who are familiar with the douche/enema bulb this is it: http://depositphotos.com/2454910/stock-photo-Medical-worker-holding-a-blue-enema.html 2:00 – Insert castor enema, one bulb and a good measure of oil. Its super oily and hard to wash off the enema bulb which I soak in soapy water and scrub for a few seconds before realising I should take precautions before I get too carried away with clean up. I always feel naughty putting things in my bum (and don’t do it too often), and always have trouble doing it. I tighten up (which is why my experiments with anal sex failed), and so in order to get the tip of the bulb in I need to put a leg up on my desk chair and relax (like putting in a tampon actually, not that I’m a fan and am any good at doing this…). 2:02 – Pull up my Goodnite, I find that since these are tight and snug to the body they actually are better for messing ‘accidents’ then proper fitting diapers which leak more, though this depends I think on how much you have to go and I have no idea how the castor oil will work. I sit down at my desk typing this and checking e-mails and other work, not sure on my level of distraction. 2:03 – This first enema feelings right after you put it in, it’s always those first second when you challenge your PC muscles and have to bear down to keep the enema in. This one is a little leaky and a small about of castor oil is around my anus, oily and drippy. 2:05 – I sit down at my desk and can feel the slippery castor oil around my anus and it feels like its seeping out a little. I feel oily and dirty between my bum cheeks and on my the lower part of my outer labia. 2:08 – I sit there and can still feel the seeping feeling but otherwise all is well. I love the snug feeling of the tight Goodnite on my diaper area. The tight gathers between my thighs are particularly hot and the way it keeps everything so warm and snug is very comforting. 2:12 – First enema contraction, not really a contraction but I find enema pressure comes in waves and this is the first one, apart from the initial pressure. It’s that sort of not too urgent but insistent pushing on the inside of your anal sphincter. I bear down and easily hold it in. 2:15 – Over the past few minutes I’ve heard a few tummy rumblings, so something is going on down there but so far not pressure anywhere. 2:18 – Next small contraction. I easily handle this one. I feel the minor urge to pee. It’s not that strong, but it’s enough for me to press my legs together. Everything feels moist down there… 2:20 – Strange noises and cramps, not unlike period cramps in my sides. They don’t hurt too bad but come in small waves sort of rippling up my body. 2:21 – I feel cold in certain parts of my body. On my sides, just below my breasts for example feels colder than the rest of my body. Strange. Small cramps are sort of running up my sides and they feel tight and like I have a build up of lactic acid after a hard work out. 2:22 – Very strange feeling against my anal sphincter. In addition to feeling oily, it also feels cold and clammy, it’s hard to describe it but it’s a sort of sharp feeling, making you really conscious of the circumference of this hole. It sort of pulsates a little and I think for a minute I might let go, but I know I can bear down more, and do. I realize that the effect of Castor Oil is not to have you lose control entirely, but rather it’s just a laxative. I had this impression that it would make me lose control without any say in it. I had this picture in my mind of it sort of just going boom and then you’d go boom boom so to speak. But I have control over it, it’s just the sort of feeling you get it you’ve ever tried to hold in bad diarrhea. The feeling of a very wet bowel movement, that sort of bubbly feeling in your bum. 2:34 – Things have been quiet for a while but suddenly more tummy rumbling in my lower colon and stomach and everywhere. And the cramps are back, not too strong but now they are on my sides and in the front of my belly. My whole lower body feels tight like I’ve been doing sit ups or crunches or something for a few hours. I feel like I have a cold band running around the front of my chest just under my breasts and around to my sides. 2:38 – Cramps did not last too long but the feeling of needing to go is certainly there. Also the need to pee becomes more acute, though I can hold it the same way as bearing down on when the random cramps occur. 2:41 – Constant aching in my bladder, I can feel that it’s not at full capacity, but a gentle series of waves start reminding me of the urge I have down there. 2:42 – Constant full aching on my sides and belly. Still strange cold patches moving in this area. My bum feels very warm and a little sore, probably from sitting with my legs pressed so closely together. 2:51 – Strange oily burp. 2:52 – Bladder spasms a little and I have to quickly bear down all my PC muscles as I’m worried I will control my bladder but release from my bum. 2:54 – Another spasm this time it starts in my bum and I have to bear everything down to hold it together. It’s strange the pressure on my bum isn’t like when I normally have to go, it’s different, like a sort of sweet feeling, sharp but very concentrated in one area. 2:55 – Another spasm, this one starts in the bladder. I’m terrible at holds, and my recent re-emergence of my UI problems have exacerbated this. My bladder is very urgent. IT doesn’t feel full but the need to go is urgent, just like in an sudden urge situation I get with an over active bladder. 2:56 – strange taste in my mouth comes back. Didn’t I get rid of this with all the juice…apparently not. Very sudden urge to pee and I just barely hold on. My entire lower abdomen and PC muscles jump into action when this happens. I feels as though it would be wise to … 2:57 – I can’t hold it back, I try to release a tiny amount of pee but I can’t hold it back and I end up letting about a good 5 second spurt which fills the crotch of my diaper with warmth and goodness. My legs are pressed together very tight and I manage to stop the flow but not after considerable effort. 2:58 – Immediately getting that under control I have a new cramp right above my uterus and in my colon? Its sharper and stronger than the others though the pain and tightness remains on my sides. 2:59 – I can smell poo, I didn’t pass gas or anything but the smell is there. My entire parietal area is tight and a little sweaty. I seem to have a respite from needing to pee and poo for the time being and for now all I can feel are the cramps, which are ever present and strong. Not as strong as the ones I used to get in Jr. High during my period but very uncomfortable. 3:01 – The cramps come in waves, coming and going now subsiding and then stronger but always there. 3:02 – I check the damage from my little spurt and everything seems ok, you can’t feel the wetness through the diaper. 3:03 _ very strange sharp wavelike ripple of cramps runs down my chest. It starts right under my nipples and two sharp narrow waves of cold pain run straight down my chest to my pubic area, just above my uterus. 3:04 – And then they are gone. I will need to get up to print off a few e-mails. 3:05 – Standing up causes me to release another tiny spurt of pee. A few moments later another wave of pressure squeezes on my bladder and I release another spurt, this time for around 10 seconds before I can get it under control. It’s hard to and in the process of trying to get it under control I squeeze and release many smaller spurts towards the end. 3:06 – There is constant pressure on my bladder now and I feel as though releasing it might ease the tension on my back passage somewhat. My lower torso is still extremely tight and sore. The warm wet section of the diaper feels very good against my labia. 3:07 – I unconsciously release another small spurt and only notice when I feel it trickle down my labia. 3:08 – Another spurt, more of a dribble, which I didn’t have any control over and which simply escaped. I run my hand down the front of my diaper to feel, I’m very wet down there. Running my hand from the opening of my vagina upwards I can feel the oily castor oil, my own juices and pee all glistening on my labia, over my clit, dampening my pubic hair. 3:10 – Standing up for another print job I consciously lose control over another spurt. This one I get under control cleanly (no little tiny spurts at the end) but it does last a good 6 seconds. My diaper is now noticeable wet from the outside (I check it by pulling down my PJs for a little bit). The pressure from my bum is almost gone, but the throbbing of the cramps remains. 3:13 – I don’t like holding my pee more and when I next get up I consciously release a good 11 second spurt. Which fills the diaper. The oily feeling is now all over my diaper area. I can feel the castor oil against my lower lips when I squeeze my thighs together. I can’t say I like the feeling. It’s not like lube or massage oil, it’s stickier but slicker. I don’t quite know how to describe it but just it seems to stick things together but then make them slippery. 3:15 – Cramps have subsided somewhat and I set about checking more e-mails. 3:17 – I decide to release another spurt into my diaper. I do and this time I feel it almost leak so I bear down after a few seconds, I may have to do this standing up if I don’t want it to leak totally… 3:18 – I stand at my desk, spread my legs somewhat (and doing so moves my lips around in strange ways), and I release the contents of my bladder. Everything seems to be going well so I bend over and try to type the above sentence but in doing so I must have squeeze the diaper in such a way as to release a small leak which runs coldly down my right inner thigh. Tantalizing and sexy. I stop typing and enjoy it righting myself. 3:19 – I try to bend again and the same lazy leak occurs. 3:20 – I kneel in front of my desk to type the last three entries properly. This seems to work… but no, I’m wet, I can feel it on both sides now, that clammy feeling of a diaper leak. I clamp down and stop the flow, I was almost done but I can still feel more in my bladder. A few more lazy drip wend their way down my inner thighs and end up in the fabric of my pyjama bottoms. 3:21 – Spreading my legs further to stop the leaks seems to work, though there is a bit of liquid outside the gathers which I can feel against my thighs. No noticeable marks on my PJ bottoms though I can feel little wet bits when I run my hands over them. The diaper is now totally sodden and I can feel it all distended and full in my front above my mons and all the way around up my bum and the liquid distributes itself more evenly throughout the Goodnites. 3:24 – I debate my next move. With the diaper totally soaked I’m not sure it will hold a big castor oil poo. Should I change it and slip into a fresh one? 3:25 – Yes I should, I get up. Doing so shakes a few additional drops from the gusset of the Goodnite and I slip out of my PJ bottoms. Doing so causes me to bend over and a few more little leaks work their way onto my legs. I wipe up my inner thighs with the PJs, avoiding my diaper area too closely because it still feels very oily and I have no idea how hard it will be to get castor oil out of my clothing. I go and grab a fresh Goodnite from under my bed and slip into it. Strangely this whole time I’m distracted by the wetting I don’t notice the need to poo or even the cramps so much, though they are clearly still there now that I put my mind to it. 3:31 – It’s nice to be in a fresh diaper, though I feel a little clammy as I wasn’t able to clean myself up entirely. The diaper I take off (by tearing the seams) is very full. The lower gusset is very wet and heavy with the absorbent material all clumped and gooey in the middle. I put it in the awaiting trash bag. I pull out a different pair of PJ bottoms, as the first were a little damp after the wipe up, and sit back down at my desk. Things are actually rather tolerable now and I get some work done. 3:37 – Two more strange burps. 3:43 – strange tummy rumblings and the cramps get tighter. My stomach also feels empty, and it is as I only had a small piece of bread for breakfast six hours ago. I get up to get a glass of juice. 3:44 – Strange cramps and feelings in my lower back now. 3:52 – Tingling in my bladder and around its entrance remind me that I did not totally empty my bladder before. So I stand up and release the last little bit. I do so because I have been having problems again and my doctor advised me to always empty my bladder completely to avoid a UTI. So I stand, spread my legs somewhat and release. 3:55 – There was more than I expected, no leaks but my diaper now feels a little full in the front. Also two more strange burps. The cramps have subsided further. 4:04 – I feel very full in my bum and have the feeling that a large like liquid bubble is wanting to escape and is just pushing against the opening insistently. Not enough for me to lose control but very insistently. 4:05 – Strange bubblings at the very inside of my anal sphincter and rumblings in my lower intestine and colon. Very strange, a bubbly feeling, no longer sharp like before now it’s warm and fluid and very insistent. 4:06 – Rumbling followed by the feeling like I’m about to pass gas, but at the same time I know that it’s not just gas and I hold on. The cramps are back when I think about them. 4:07 – Same feeling as above and this time I release a tiny bit which feels like gas but as soon as its out its very oily and I feel dirty and oily down there once again. Very slick and oily. Clenching down at the end of it, a tiny amount of urine also escapes. 4:09 – Now I’ve got a funny feeling, I don’t quite know how to describe it. Girls you might know what I’m talking about when I say it’s somewhere between the feeling like trying to insert something in your vagina when it’s not lubricated, and putting in a tampon on a low flow day. Sort of rough skin but this feeling sort of emerges out of nowhere in the vicinity of my anal sphincter. 4:14 – Now I’ve got a strange tingling feeling all over my bum. 4:15 – Wow really I have to pee again? Yes I do have a problem and I saw a specialist last week. Arg. So I stand and release it, it’s not much but the feeling came back. Sitting down a few moments later the wet diaper is warm against my vagina, which feels very tingly and good. The diaper isn’t wet enough to change. Releasing the pee makes the feeling of needing to poo return and the cramps ripple throughout my body. There is now a very strong tightness in my stomach sitting there right below my breasts in the centre of my chest. 4:17 – Greasy oily feeling spread with the warm pee through the diaper and now it’s on my labia again. 4:19 – A small sneeze releases a spurt of urine I thought I’d already released. Nose is tingly, I doubt it’s related to the castor oil though. 4:21 – Strange taste in my mouth reminds me of retching before. 4:23 – Persistent feeling of being full, like I’m constipated but with the constant reminder of having to go at all times. The wetness in the diaper spread down more towards the back and my bum hole feels like it’s on fire. 4:26 – I’m hungry. Some of the pain is this hunger and I need to eat something. The articles I read on Castor Oil suggested you take it on an empty stomach hence only the piece of bread earlier but I didn’t exactly drink it and also I need some food or I’ll be light headed and not able to think. But I can’t go into the shared kitchen like this. It is the afternoon and most people are off in labs and stuff but well still. So I change out of my PJ bottoms and into sweat pants, ones which are not that tight and I also take the precaution of pulling on a baggy hoodie over my shirt, sprayed on a cheap perfume to cover the slight smell, and slipping into some flip flops I head into the kitchen. And yes for our reader back home, I was still wearing a rather wet Goodnite under my sweat pants (hence the baggy hoodie). In my room I could make out the faint smell of urine partly from the used pullup in the trash and also from the one hugging my girl parts. Well I also could occasionally make out a faint poo smell, though I didn’t recall pass gas. So the perfume was also cover. 4:30 – Making a wrap in the kitchen. 4:36 – While I’m cooking I have a persistent aching feeling in my tummy and am acutely aware of the cramps. Also there are two other people in the kitchen. One is Dxxxx who is studying maths and I know quite well and we get to chatting a little though I’m a little preoccupied so I keep the conversation very short. And while I’m almost done putting together my wraps, a new person come in, someone who only moved in a few days ago. I make a pretty bad first impression hurriedly putting together a few wraps, keeping my distance and face down. While I know no one can tell, I am acutely aware of the wet diaper pressing against my sex. 4:38 – I have the feeling of needing to pass gas and it’s not something which can be stopped. At this point there is no way of know if it’s a fart or a proper accident waiting to come out, and either way there is no way I’m going to let it out in the ‘crowded’ kitchen, so mid conversation with Dxxxx I make an excuse and bolt back to my room (for more pepper). In my room I release two wet farts but fortunately they are only that. I quickly clamp down, and hurry back to the wraps. Making my apologies. 4:43 – Wraps are done and I’m back to my room. 4:44 – Another small fart escapes. My insides feel tight and funny. 4:54 – Stomach is full but I still have that sort of empty feeling in my tummy. My head feels a little light, I really did need that food. A few post wrap burps. 5:03 – More tummy rumbling going on. Cramps have let up but the distinct feeling of being full and light pushing against my anal sphincter. 5:04 – A very small fart. 5:10 – Constant pressure but the feeling of suddenly needing to go is gone. 5:11 – Pour myself a pint of juice. 5:16 – Visit Omorashi.org and check a few massages. 5:21 – I have to pee again, yes this is what minor UI is like. And I’d rather not build up a huge pile of diapers in my room. So still in my sweat pants and hoodie, I wander down the two flights of stairs to the shared washrooms to pee. 5:22 – Sitting down to pee is hard and my tummy rumbles as I go downstairs. I get into the stall and pull down my sweat pants and Goodnites. Walking around causes a small tingling feeling in my anal sphincter and for a while I think I might need to go number 2. I’m worried that I won’t be able to only go pee and that relaxing my muscles to pee will cause me to go poo as well. At this point, not looking forward to the clean up, I almost consider just using the washroom like a big girl and forgetting the whole experiment. I decide against doing this and sit down. I don’t have to pee too much and I’m quickly done. Wiping gives me the chance to wipe my bum as well and I use several large wads of toilet paper wiping front to back to get rid of the oily feeling. It’s still there and I know I’ll need to use soap and water to get it off properly. My fears about releasing everything at once are ill founded. Though relaxing my bladder does lead to more stomach rumblings and the vibrations of the stairs bring back the cramps again. 5:28 – Washing my hands and it sounds like there is a tiny duck in my tummy. 5:29 – Back up in my room I’m beginning to rethink my activities. I’m a busy girl and the cramps are back, I can no longer concentrate on my work or even typing this out. And I need to get some work done today. So I decide to speed things up a bit. Still in my half full diaper I fill up another enema bulb with castor oil and water from my sink. Lube up the tip and carefully push it in. I need to take off my bottoms and diaper to do this properly. I should say that putting in the castor oil, even when it’s mixed with water is different. A normal enema is a little harsh when the water, no matter what temperature it is, goes in. It’s also very easy to squeeze. With Castor oil it seems thicker and you squeeze at first and nothing happens. It is very oily and doesn’t feel sharp at all going in. 5:34 – Immediately I feel full and that initial desire to release you get when you first put in an enema. I bear down and work through this. 5:35 – Almost immediate cramping. The Severe cramping on my sides and belly. Very sharp pains in my sides. My toe on my right foot is tingly too. I can feel the water colder than before pressing up against my anus. It’s a very full feeling in my entire lower body, bloated. I can smell poo as well even though I have no passed gas in a while. At one point my body unconsciously clamp down. The kind of cramps which would have kept me away from school when I was younger. 5:36 – My anus is incredibly warm all of a sudden. And I can feel my colon slowly pulsating. Strange noises are coming out all around. Suddenly I feel as though I cannot hold it anymore and tighten everything up. There is a short struggle. 5:37 – Small leak. I was forced to bear down on the last wave of cramps and tightness and while I held on (all the while my anus burning like fire), I let something out at the end, but it’s not feces, it just seemed to slide out, it must be castor oil. It felt like it seeped out completely against my will. 5:38 – Even more severe cramping. This is approaching an 8 on the scale of pain. And another powerful wave of pressure and urgency works its way through my colon ending up putting lots of pressure against my back passage. I will not give in though. I must hold on as much as I can to see what happens. Strange rumblings all over my lower body. I’m like a little volcano. 5:41 – My body responds to contractions without me thinking. My potty training is very well engrained and every time a wave-like spasm rumbles through my lower intestine, my body responds and tightens up everything down there. This doesn’t help the cramping, though they have subsided somewhat from the initial shock. 5:43 – Not so bad now, the cramping is still there but down to a 4 or 5. Very distracting. 5:46 – A small bubble of something oily escapes my bum without my consent. 5:50 – Very strong pressure building up. This one is different than the waive before, this is a very slow gradual building of pressure matched with an equal amount of pain. The cramping is terrible. I have to wiggle my legs to help distract myself from it. I cross and re-cross my ankles and as gradually as it built, the pain and pressure, which was the closest I’ve come yet to releasing, subsides. 5:51 – Only to be met with an even greater one. As this next one builds, I can feel my anus red hot, pulsing and throbbing. The next one is very strong this one could be it. I hold on as if for dear life. The pressure is increasable and the pain in my anus, as the muscles become tired from their strain, and in the cramps all throughout my lower body increases. I am typing this as it happens and my typing is frantic (with lots of spelling mistakes I later have to correct). 5:52 – The spasm end somewhat with a huge rumble all through my intestines. When it ends I can smell poo though I did not pass gas. My anus feels hot and sweaty and oily in the diaper and is exhausted by the strain of the last two considerable spasms. I clench my butt cheeks together and hold on. 5:53 – Things subside somewhat. And I am able to relax the muscles in my belly which did not even recall tensing. My shoulders and neck are also incredibly tense. Clenching my bum I can feel the oily leaks which have escaped despite my heroic efforts. I feel dirty. Naughty. A bad girl who has dirty panties, or would have dirty panties were she not wearing a Goodnite. I should note that at this point I did not put my bottoms back on, so I was sitting at my desk with a Goodnite sleepmat on my seat and in a t-shirt and pullup, having also abandoned my socks when I added the second enema. 6:04 – Feeling pretty good, is this false hubris? The cramps are there but at a more manageable level. The tightness is still there. 6:16 – Bum is burning, I don’t know if it’s the urine in my diaper or what but its super hot. My room smells like urine, the warm sweet delicious smell of pee which has been sitting in a diaper a little long. The diaper in my garbage doesn’t seem to be the source. There is a very tight knot right above my uterus, pushing down. A low background need to poo persists. 6:20 – That wasn’t a fart. I quickly bear down as I can feel my anus opening. Did I stop it all, I don’t think so, there a sort of full lumpy oily feeling at the outside of my anus now. Should I just give in? Not yet. There’s something wet and slimy in my diaper back there… 6:23 – I’m distracted by the need to pee again, it’s not urgent but it’s there. Suddenly an enormous and painful spasm rolls down by body. My entire lower abdomen is wracked with pain. It’s a 9 and I have that self-fulfilling certainty that I’m not going to hold this in. I’m half off my chair when the spasm reaches my bum and with every muscle I can squeezing my body opens and releases an enormous cascade of feces into the back of my Goodnite. It keeps flowing out of my, and I’m astounded how much there is, more so than in a normal BM. I don’t even make an effort nor do I think I could manage, to stop midway but release everything there is in one giant smelly cascade. In the distraction of the accident I hardly realize that I also release my bladder at the same time. A wet soupy stinky mess is now filling my Goodnite. 6:24 –The perfume of my pee ‘accident’ previous is replaced by a stinky poo smell. My toom stinks. Differently than my normal poo stinks but it stinks. I’m completing standing up and I can feel the poo spurred on by my pee, overwhelming the diapers defences. I bear down to stop the flow of pee and doing so also clenches my tired anus. I can feel the wet gooey mess on my inner thighs and a glob rolling wetly down the inside of my right thigh. 6:25 – I hate being in messy diapers. I’m not even the biggest fan of messing at all. The idea of it doesn’t turn me on, but the idea of the humiliation of it does. Well there was humiliation now and clean up. The image is me, in a small t-shirt and disgustingly full pullup, legs apart standing in front of my desk. Warm and yucky poo all over my inner thighs with a small drop halfway down my right thigh. Not a pretty picture. I have no idea how long this took or the play by play and was in no condition to type so the rest here is just a recollection. Now you might be asking yourself did Rachel have a plan for clean up. She has a shared washroom and show, and she can’t exactly waddle down the two flights of stairs to the toiled to dump the diaper in there and clean up by jumping in the shower… So what was my cleanup plan. And that’s one of the things which sucks with poo play, Clean Up. Such a turn off. Despite the smell and the overwhelming feeling of being dirty and oily, or perhaps partly because of this feeling I was turned on, but there was nothing I could do about it now (without likely grossing myself out, getting an infection and destroying my room and floor… it wasn’t going to happen). I like to think I’m rather smart. I am doing a PhD in philosophy and well yeah have good planning skills and my plan was as follows. I had the Goodnite sleepmat on my chair, where it was to catch any leaks, not wanting to ruin the college chair. My plan was to put that on the ground, slide out of the diaper standing on the mat, use a huge amount of babywipes I have and toilet paper to clean up as best I could and then head downstairs for a shower after bundling the whole mess up in the sleepmat. Not a bad plan. Well the first part worked. Without moving my legs I grabbed the sleepmat from behind me, dropped it and tried to spread it out with my feat. This didn’t work so I needed to bend over. Bending over made all the filthy contents of my diaper press against my skin sickeningly and a glob to ooze out my left leg hole in the gusset and spread all over my thigh. Yucky. I hate poo, why did I do this? I then stepped onto the mat and slid my diaper down. The Goodnite is not designed for this and it was overflowing. Full of a disgusting light brown mass and totally sodden through. The poo was all over the leg gussets and as I slid it down I left streaks down the insides of my legs. Yucky. I also noticed as I did that they were slippery and oily like the castor oil. I stepped out of the diaper, and heard a plop and a chunk of wet poo fell from my bum onto the mat. Good thinking on that front. And Ewww. Well I got a huge gob of toilet paper and wipe it up my bum. It was disgusting and well I’ll spare you the details here, I tried to clean up. And ended up using a huge number of wet wipe, and a whole roll of toilet paper. The problem was that no matter how much I wiped I still felt oily down there. My skin was very oily with the castor oil and it wouldn’t come off. My thighs and legs as well. And here is where the plan broke down. I wasn’t prepared to give myself a soapy sponge bath right there in my smelly room. I didn’t want to get my towels all poopy. So I had to change my plans. I wiped my feet as best I could and went to my dressed and got out the oldest yuckiest panties I had and pulled them on. I then got out the PJs I’d wet earlier and slipped into those. Flip Flops and shower kit and a change of clothes. Instead of the usual panties with a pad which I’ve been wearing recently I replaced them with another Goodnite as I was still not certain that if I gave in to the still persistent feeling of needing to pass gas, whether it would be just gas or something else. I wrapped these in a shirt and stuffed them in my bag. Finally I bundled up the huge stinky mess of paper, wipes, and poo in the sleepmat and into a very good garbage bag (along with my other Goodnites and general trash). I then Fabreezed the hell out of the room and headed downstairs. I tossed the trash out first, it really couldn’t make the garbage area smell worse. And headed over to the showers. The whole time I could feel the slick slipperiness between my thighs, my bum cheeks, my labia, I felt as though I had covered the area in lube and was walking around in it, and I was glad I was wearing the oldest pair of panties I own(ed). Anyhow I showered and used a tonne of soap. Halfway through the shower I was forced to give in to one of those farts and I had to start cleaning again when my fears were answers. My bum again became slimy and oily and I had to scrub some more. The strange thing was that the floor of the shower under my feet grew slippery as well. Very slippery so that I was worried about falling. Anyhow I cleaned up. Slipped into the Goodnite and dressed (sweatpants, t-shirt, bra, Goodnite), I balled up the panties I’d worn down. They were stained where I missed some areas in my clean up and there was an oily line running from the middle of where my vagina sits against the gusset to the back of my bum, with oily stains on the inner sides of the gusset. Yucky. I tossed them in the trash in the washroom on the way up as the trash in the shower room doesn’t have a lid and I didn’t want someone picking them out. Well back up in my room I lit some illegal incense, used more Fabreeze and wrote the last few pages. I also moisturized the heck out of my hands, face and legs where I’d scrubbed the hardest. At this point after all the clean up and the huge ordeal it was 7:45pm, I was exhausted and not the least bit turned on anymore. Though I’m certain I can recall the emotions I was feeling if ever there is the need. While I normally take pictures for you all and set up a camera and stuff I didn’t this time as I was too intent on documenting and well I didn’t want to get poo on my camera. My over all impression of Castor Oil: Ouchie. I think it will give you the desired desperate need to poo with little warning but if you get the cramping it will suck and its oily and slimy and hard to clean up. But you should try it and let us know. Hope you enjoyed it, next time I will certainly stick to number 1! Rachel
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