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  1. Hello all, I'm finally writing fiction again! This story revolves around Alissa, a nurse who recently began working at a hospital. She would spend the day observing the staff in the ultrasound room, and feel something entirely new to her as the day went on! This story contains nudity and sexual scenarios. Slowly waking up, Alissa rubber her eyes before stretching her long slender arms towards the ceiling. She took a moment to admire her perfectly sculped red nails before looking over at the alarm clock. 5:15AM, 15 minutes before her alarm. This left her with 2 hours and 15 minutes before she needed to leave to go to work. She pushed the covers off of her, revealing her tall, slender body, which came in at 6' 2" of perfection. She turned off her alarm for the morning and grabbed the set of blue nurses scrubs she had set aside the night before. She was so excited for her first shift doing something more than just paperwork and online learning courses! Her long, straight, brown hair flew behind her as she ran to the bathroom, starting the water for her shower. Then it hit her... Her body would not let her forget that she did not use the restroom the night before, and it was currently creating a hell of an urge to pee! She closed her legs, her blue eyes squinting as she contracted her holding muscles and bent forward, pushing a hand hard against her crotch as she continued to play with the knobs on the shower. She needed the water to be the right temperature, but she needed to pee right away! She settled for close enough, rushing in and barely pulling the shower curtain closed as her flood gates burst open, unleashing a torrent of golden liquid down the area between her open legs and onto the shower floor! Something about the sound of her stream crashing into the tub always turned her on, and she grabbed her breasts and moaned as she continued to unleash the night's contents! Unfortunately, the moment was short lived. Once her stream ended and the relief faded into comfort, her cheeks stopped burning and her body snapped out of its hot, kinky horniness. Finally, she had the chance to set the temperature EXACTLY where she wanted it! She started with her hair, running her fingers through it and making sure there were no clumps before she applied her fancy shampoo. The fancy shampoo she had was excellent, it always did more than expected in just a single use. Long gone were the days of washing her hair twice! And the conditioner? Oh yeah, the peppermint scented conditioner always made her hair radiate with the most exquisite of scents! As for her face wash, she used a mint scented face scrub that did a wonderful job of complimenting the scent of her peppermint shampoo! Her body wash was an unscented scrub that always produced the best bubbles against every inch of her skin! She only needed a couple droplets on a wash cloth and she could do her arms, chest, stomach, and back (with the help of a long brush with the wash cloth wrapped around it). She preferred unscented body washes, as it meant she could choose which perfume to use that day without having to worry about whether or not it would go with her body wash. Alissa squeezed the extra water out of her hair before stepping out of the shower and grabbing her towel. She always started with her face, moving the towel in delicate swirls as to not make her skin red or itchy while it was still sensitive from the steam of the shower. Next, she took the towel to every inch of her body, delicately removing all the moisture from her entire exterior before blow drying her hair. As per her usual, she used the blow dryer on low heat for a moment to get her hair to a partially damp state, then she ran a wide bristled comb through it before putting her panties and bra on. Finally, she finished drying her hair and positioned it perfectly before applying dry shampoo to keep it pristine all day long! Before putting the rest of her clothes on, she applied a few sprays of her favorite dirty vanilla perfume! At long last, she pulled her nurses scrubs over her head and applied her hairspray, followed by sliding her scrub pants up her perfectly slender legs and setting the zipper and button. Finally, she looked at herself in the mirror and applied a very minimal amount of makeup before giving herself the mental thumbs up of a morning well spent. She walked downstairs, preparing herself dippy eggs, fried has browns, bacon, orange juice, and a small glass of chocolate milk. After downing her breakfast and washing her dishes and cookware, she made her morning deposit in the toilet and came back downstairs to watch TV for a bit. Pressing the large red button, her favorite show came on the big screen! "Oh, I love this episode!" She said, her eyes fixed on the tall muscular man wrestling a bear, and winning! She never knew why, perhaps it was just how all the stars were ripped to hell and back, but she'd been hooked on World's Biggest Musclehead since it started 5 years back. It didn't matter how many times the episodes repeated, they were well worth watching. At least, until her phone went off. It was her alarm, time to get moving for work. She got in her Honda Civic and turned the radio on before turning the key. One of her favorite talk shows was on. Today's topic was how to lose weight without giving up your favorite foods. She definitely didn't need to lose weight, but she always memorized what the techniques were, and would use bits and pieces of them to keep herself right at the perfect weight. This sort of love for her lifestyle is what fueled her passion to help others, and vice versa. When she was pleased like this, even the traffic didn't bother her. She arrived to work 25 minutes before her shift began and started conversations with her new coworkers. She was just so excited she could hardly contain herself! Topics ranged from health to boyfriends to what cars they drove to what they were doing after work, and before anyone knew it, they were out of time. Time to get to work. Alissa fluffed her hair and opened the door to her supervisor's office to report in for the day. The morning introductions only took a few minutes, and then she was off! She was part of team B, a 2 person team working in ultrasound room 2. Here, she would get to comfort pregnant women, talk about the wonders of life, giggle about how cute all the babies looked, etc etc... What she didn't expect was what would happen right away... The door burst open, revealing a young woman bouncing in place as she spoke in a rushed manner. "I'm sorry, but can you do this quickly? They kept me waiting SOOO LOOOONG and I have to pee SOOOOO BAAAAAD!" The words flew out of the young lady's mouth before anyone really got a good look at this 22 year old beauty! She was quickly sat down and told that she would have to lie flat, and that for certain parts of the test, she would need to remain still. It became obvious that this information hit the young lady like a freight train, causing her excited face to briefly contort into one of worry... "Don't worry, these tests don't take long. We'll have you out of here and on your way to the bathroom in no time!" Said Alissa, putting the gel on the paddle and handing them over to Kristen, a more experienced coworker who would be the one actually performing the ultrasound. The young lady pressed her knees together and tried to hide the worry on her face... "I hope you're right..." She muttered, realizing the situation she was in. Her mother forced her to bring spare clothes, and she had protested the entire morning, but now, she might be glad that she listened to her mother... The pressure within her continued to grow. Apple juice, milk in her cereal, a tall glass of water before she left, the water they gave her in the waiting room, and the 90 minutes they kept her waiting... It all wanted out, and the only thing between her and relief was a test that supposedly would be quick, and a dash to the nearest toilet. To pass the time, conversations started about how the equipment worked, what the two nurses do outside of work, and what this young lady had planned for the rest of her day. Truth is, this was her plan for the day. She was so excited to see the growing baby within her, she hadn't even considered that there was a whole second half of the day... Maybe she'd go out with friends, maybe she'd cook one of her signature dishes, maybe she'd just play video games. Her worry started to fade as her mind started to explore the second half of the day, until Kristen placed the paddle on the young lady's belly. "AH! COLD!" Escaped the young lady's mouth as her eyes closed tightly and her entire body shuddered in place! Her bladder quivered within her, forcing her to grab herself as her knees slammed shut! She was sure she'd just leaked... She just hoped it wasn't enough to make a visible wet spot. But when she opened her eyes, she saw that both nurses were focused on the monitor. Phew... What a relief, they weren't giggling at her desperation or examining her wet spot... Then again, why would they? They have a job to do, after all, and they were doing it well. Well, Kristen was basically doing everything... Alissa closely watched Kristen's movements and would periodically look up at the screen, seeing the baby slightly move from time to time! The room fell silent, all parties involved were observing the miracle of a new life being made within this beautiful young lady! "And there we go, all done! You can use the toilet now, we'll have some pictures for you when you come back." Said Kristen, tossing the rags she'd just use to clean the gel from the young lady's stomach. "Thank you thank you thank you!!!" Shouted the young lady, hunching over as she stood up before bolting out the door! Alissa looked at the floor and saw the remnants of the young lady's struggle to escape the room... While she hadn't left a whole trail, her dribbles meant that Alissa had to get out one of the spill pads and perform her cleaning dance. She knew how to make everything fun, and when it came to these spill pads, she just put one under each foot and began dancing, scooting across the floor with the pads under her feet. Before she knew it, she'd already reached the doorway. She picked up the pads, noted the small damp spots on them, and disposed of them. Meanwhile, a commotion could be heard down the hall... "I'M BEGGING YOU! LET ME GO FIRST! I'M GONNA POP!" The words flew out of the young lady's mouth in a frantic rush, her entire body shaking in desperation as a housekeeper began to stop aside. While it was only a few seconds before she entered the bathroom, this young lady's bladder could've sworn it was years! She hopped in place, switched feet, slammed her knees together, nothing helped anymore... She had begun to lower her pants when her dam broke, spraying boiling hot piss into her pink panties! She frantically sat down, releasing the rest of her bladder's contents into the toilet as the wetness of her mini accident began to warm her legs. She wanted to cry so badly, but fought to keep her composure. She kept pulling out more paper towels, but it was no use... She couldn't hide a leak that large... She had no other choice. She pulled out her cell phone and called her mother, asking her to bring her spare pants and panties to the restroom. Luckily, the housekeeper already figured out what was up, and stepped around the corner to give the two ladies some privacy. The young lady only cracked the restroom door, grabbing the pants and panties from her mother, as well as a large baggie for her soiled clothes. Once again pulling the door closed, the young lady pulled her wet pants and undies down and took them off completely, depositing them in her bag. She took paper towels to her legs before putting on her new panties and pants. Something nagged at her not to open the bathroom door, but she knew she couldn't stay in there forever. When she opened the door, her mother had already stepped aside. She simply handed the bag of dirty clothes to her mother and thanked her for making her bring the spare clothes. The young lady went back to the ultrasound room, her presence putting the brakes on the conversation that was going on between Kristen and Alissa. The young lady was given the papers she was owed, and the trio spent a few moments going over the images of the miracle growing within her. Finally, something to pull her out of her funk! She couldn't help but laugh as her spirits were lifted back up again by these two nurses. Truly they must be some of the best around. Another few patients came and went, presenting their own miracles of life growing within them, as well as one more show of desperation. Alissa knew it was just work, and she shouldn't take pleasure or displeasure in other's misfortune, but something was brewing within her awakening mind. All these shows of desperation, all the attractive women holding back full bladders, it was making her wish she was in that situation so she could experience that kind of desperation for herself. And she knew exactly how to do it. Break time was in an hour, and she would not allow herself to use the restroom during her lunch. However, there was one more patient before lunch. Into the room came a nervous young lady... She was barely over 18 and it was obvious that she really didn't want to be here. Kristen and Alissa had read through the young lady's papers a bit earlier and already knew what she was in for. Her doctor needed the ultrasound images from her bladder, as the young lady had bounced off of a few doctors and tried different medications, but nothing was working. Her accidents continued, and her social life was in shambles. As much as she didn't want to be here, where she could potentially have an accident in front of nursing staff, she knew she would never make any progress if she didn't at least try. So here she was, with her baggie of skin safe wipes and spare clothes hanging from her left hand. "H... Hi. I'm Kelsey, thank you for seeing me today." The young lady gave off a lot of nervous movements, matching her records perfectly. It really was a shame for her to be riddled with these problems at such a young age, but at least she was on track to getting them taken care of. She truly was the best around when it came to finding a silver lining in impossible situations. Kristen and Alissa introduced themselves to the young lady and explained what an ultrasound consisted of, and the position she would need to be in. Therein lied the issue... Upon lying flat on her back, Kelsey's bursting full bladder stuck out like a watermelon! Alissa's mind started to wander... Perhaps this young lady wasn't just nervous about the test... She must be using those nervous movements to hide her desperation. Kristen flew through the material she was required to read before the test began, and Alissa began putting the gel on the pads. "This is gonna be really cold." Said Kristen, waiting just a moment before placing the paddle on Kelsey's stomach. The ultrasound began by tracing the perimeter of the young lady's bladder, which seemed to push her desperation up to 11! She shook in place, sweat ran down her face, her hands clenched into fists, and finally, she simply couldn't stop herself anymore! Her legs SLAMMED shut, pressing her knees and thighs together so hard the skin turned white! Unfortunately, this position just wouldn't do. Kristen knew this would be the last thing this young lady wanted to hear, but it had to be said. After all, the test wouldn't work as things were now. "Um, Kelsey, you have to keep you legs open. We can't get a good image with your legs closed like that." Kelsey's face contorted into nothing but worry as she tried to relax her legs and pull them apart from each other, but she was just too desperate. "I... I can't. If I take my legs apart, I'll wet my pants." "That's okay. Just try for me, okay? We can always help you clean up if it truly comes to that." Said Kristen, pulling the paddle away from the young lady's stomach as she expressed genuine compassion for the young lady. Alissa came over and reached out, asking the young lady to hold her hand. She would offer support and help the young lady through this. "O-okay..." Sighed Kelsey, pulling her shaking legs apart from each other. Her hands clenched into fists as her entire body shuddered in desperation! The screen showed the muscles around her bladder spasming and contracting, putting up a real fight against Kelsey's will to keep her flood within her! She kept fighting with everything she had, but it would inevitably end in defeat... PSSSHHHHH!! "NO!" Shouted the young lady, closing her eyes in desperation while whipping her free hand into her crotch as she fought to stem the flow, but nothing could help her now... Her boiling hot flood did exactly what she was afraid it would... It ran down her legs, soaking her black panties and pink pants. Despite the accident in progress, the ultrasound continued. What her bladder was doing right now was important information for her doctor. Alissa's cheeks started to burn, and she had to focus on her job in order to prevent herself from breathing heavy and moaning... The accident in progress was really turning her on, but she couldn't do anything about that right now... She had to stay professional. She looked up at the screen, seeing the cause of the accident in progress! She had never seen anything like it! The muscles around the young girl's bladder had all gone crazy! Given how hard they were all contracting, it was a miracle she lasted as long as she had. Finally empty, the test continued for a moment as the muscles around the young lady's bladder finally relaxed, leading to her breaking down in tears right there on the ultrasound table. Whatever emotions Alissa was high on immediately shattered as her instincts kicked in. She immediately comforted the young lady, helping her clean up before wrapping her in a large sheet and escorting her to the nearest restroom to change. With the young lady inside the restroom, Alissa took the moment to assure herself that she was going through with her plan. While she would prefer not to wet herself in front of everyone, she wanted to feel the embarrassment of genuine desperation in public. End of part 1. Part 2 coming in the next few days.
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  3. Hi, it's me, Spectre! For the past few years now, I've been using Garry's Mod as an art tool to make some pretty cool stuff. Recently I've even started using it to make Omorashi art, and I figured it's time for me to share it. I'm still learning, so expect a little bit of jank in some of the stuff here. I'm not taking requests or anything of the sort at the moment. I'm sorta just doing my own thing. But here’s some things you can expect to see, or also stuff to keep in mind incase I do Requests or Comms in the future: I do mostly wetting, but occasionally I’ll make stuff that contains nudity. Either exposed genitals or breasts. Sometimes I’ll make male stuff, but only on Twinks, Femboys or general Pretty Boys. I can’t make messing I won’t make content on any furry or MLP characters. You’ll only see humans or humanoid aliens and fantasy creatures… and androids😉
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    On New Year's Day, you came for the first time in the chilly weather. There, he meets a girl he knows while working part-time as a priestess Mr./Ms.. Enjoy the conversation with her and choose the option you think. The key point is the result of the first fortune draw. Pay attention to her facial expressions and gestures. The girl's name is Amane-chan. She is a bright, energetic and charming girl. Support ShiGame on its page: Priestess Urine Intention Patience The gameplay it's simple. Just click to advance. Press U to skip dialoge.
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  6. Part 1... who wants more? Margaret the Estate Agent So this is the story of the time I got to date my incredible (and this night incredibly desperate) former boss named Margaret. I worked for a real estate development company for eight years in the early 2000s. We worked out one floor in a fairly small office building in Hartford, Connecticut. Our office consisted of about 20 cubicles and two restrooms, a mens room with a stall and a urinal and a lady’s room, which I would come to learn later, consisted of two stalls. It was a fairly evenly distributed work environment as far as genders were concerned, there being approximately ten guys and ten gals working on the team. A word on our boss Margaret. Margaret was thirty-nine, and was a truly inspirational woman who had mastered the craft of estimates and development procedures for years. If Margaret hadn’t been working in real estate, then surely she would have made a killing in Wall Street, would have made herself an excellent career in the military, or perhaps would have even been great as a sports coach for a women’s track team. She just had an extreme commanding, go-getter attitude about her, and while was almost always positive in her disposition, was also determined to keep her expectations of those of us working beneath her, high. Physically, Margaret was very buxom, had nice large breasts, a thin waist, and a very very large behind which she kept toned with several early morning hours spent at the gym. She had long blonde hair, handsome features and basically resembled a slightly thicker, but still toned, Gisele Bundchen in the face. Margaret liked to wear tight women’s business skirts, and often times, it was hard to avoid staring at Margaret’s rear end whenever she would strut through the office in her tight skirts, or would bend over at the waist to reach down and fill her cup at the water cooler. When I had first joined the company, Margaret gave me and several other guys a brief tour of the office, something that had been colloquially dubbed the “two-times” tour, by people who worked in this office. Why was it called the two-times tour? I and several others were about to find out. Margaret lead us throughout the office that day in a tight, navy-blue dress that clung to her womanly ass enticingly. “So we’ve got the invoices in this bin here, the project files in this one, and finally this one is miscellaneous.” She said pointing at several plastic bins spread along a table in one of the office rooms. “Now, which bin has the invoices?” she said, whipping around to face us young men, as we all stared up at her in silence. “What’s that? Nobody can tell me? Maybe that’s why you all should be paying a little more attention to what I’m showing you, and less attention to my butt.” Margaret said with a knowing smile. “And that’s why they call this the two-times tour, because I have to show everything two times!” Margaret said, laughing out loud. The tension in the air had been broken and we were all able to loosen up a bit more after that. We later learned that Margaret indeed had been married, but that her husband had left her after getting caught having an affair with a young girl from Brooklyn, who worked in the same office as him, somewhere across town. I always felt that there was a flirtatiousness in the way that Margaret communicated and interacted with me, but I’m sure several other guys in the office felt the same way, most likely just wishful thinking, dreaming of bedding this sporty, blonde fox of a woman. We had a break room directly connected to the office that had a seemingly endless supply of coffee, a vending machine, and a water cooler. Often times Margaret would meet and chat with several of us in the break room as we all shared a cup, or two, of our morning coffee while discussing where we were on the timelines of the various different projects we had underway. Margaret always seemed to have this sexy glow about her, her skin always looking incredible moist, which she explained was a result of good exercise and hydration, her 5am gym routines before work being a non-negotiable part of her day, she would explain as she would down several cups of water in the break room, following her coffee. Margaret encouraged good health, exercise, hydration, discipline as being as vital a part of succeeding in the real-estate market as studying any of the numbers. Good health meant good focus, Margaret explained. My small office cubicle was directly across from the set of restrooms, which was very convenient for me, as I would often find myself headed to the urinal to relieve myself after the morning’s water and coffee, several times, and even found this distraction itself to be a relief from the constant study of numbers, data entry, data analytics, etc. I had worked in accounting for about six months, and wanted to move into location scouting and appraisal, which involved leaving the office and driving around different parts of New England for potential development projects. Margaret had promised to allow me to shadow her on a few of these trips soon for training, and it was my job to do my numerical work, and wait patiently for my first “scouting outing”. I mention that the restrooms were directly across the hall from my cubicle, and I even got to become friends with the janitor, Jackson, who would come by in the afternoons to clean the restrooms, and even turned him onto to trying skittles from the vending machine, a first for him. As I was a keen watcher for desperation, I would often notice when the women would enter the restroom, though they were almost entirely composed, and never seemed in the slightest rush. Except for a couple of instances, and rare as they were, they were all the sweeter for it. There was one afternoon when Margaret had taken Julie out with her for Julie’s first “scouting outing”. They had left the office at about 9:30 that morning, and at this point it was about 3:15 in the afternoon. I was just finishing a glass of water in the break room when I heard rushed and heavy female breathing entering the office, and stepped out of the break room just in time to see Julie walking with considerable haste down the narrow hallway space between the cubicles, Margaret trailing behind her at a much more relaxed pace before she turned into her office. “How was the outing, Julie?” I asked her. Julie had been at the company for a couple of months longer than I had, looked like a young Melissa Joan Hart, and had always been friendly with me, especially when I had just been new to the office. She was slim and pretty, and had hooked up with a tall, handsome man from her hometown named, Brad, but had she been single, Julie definitely would have been my type. This day Julie wore a tight grey skirt that ended just above her knees, and a white top that had cute little fraying lace at the shoulders. She had blonde hair, and often beamed a big bright smile as she greeting people in the mornings, as her cubicle was closest to the entrance of the whole office. This particular afternoon, she wasn’t quite smiling when she turned back to address me, and actually appeared to be somewhat flustered and out of breath. “Ugh! It was good until it was torture!” Julie said, with a laugh as she turned back to face me. I looked down, and Julie was subtly stepping between her feet as she stood facing me. I should have known that she was headed for the restroom as I was well aware that her cubicle was back in the direction of the entrance, but when I looked down and recognized all the telltale signs of a girl with a need to relieve herself, the stepping feet, the quivering and tensing thighs, the quick panicky breathing, the look of worry bleeding through the smile, what can I say? These are a few of my favorite things. to be continued.......
  7. There was nothing like being a kid at fourteen and having an older teenaged sister, and there was certianly nothing like when she and her friends routinely came home late from the club (they had fake IDs) full of drinks and bursting to pee. This happened routinely, but there was one such night that was so dramatic that it has remained burned into my memory for years. It was just after midnight, my parents were already asleep and I hear the sound of my sister pulling into the driveway, she and her friends inevitably home from clubbing and dancing all night, which they often did with plenty of drinks. Tonight was no different. They come inside the front door and at once I hear the rapid-fire clacking of high heels on hard wood floors as my sister and her two friends Anna and Molly, come hurrying down the hallway towards my and my sisters bedrooms. The bathroom that my sister and I used was in the hall just outside my bedroom. I was still up and awake with my lights on and everything, hanging out in my room and my sister and her friends acknowledged me as we saw each other. Molly rushed into the bathroom first and Anna stood facing away from my room as she danced and danced in desperation outside the bathroom, or it wasn't dancing really, it was much faster than that, it was as if she was intentionally trying to make the loud stamping of her high heeledbshoes as fast as could possibly make them, almost like a tap-dancer, or someone making a drumroll with her heels against the hard wood floors. It was really dramatic just how fast and loud the clacking of Anna's high heels were, and I was frankly blown away with the apparent stamina this girl had, watching her long toned legs stomp and stomp and stomp as she just couldn't stop pee-dancing outside the occupied bathroom. Anna was wearing a blue romper that night, while my sister wore a red cocktail dress. Anna had lovely legs and a nice behind. I had known her for years as not only my sisters friend but also as my baby sitter, and it was weird to see her in such a compromised state when she normally had things to "together" when watching and entertaining me at the house alone over the years. Now, she looked like she was ready to pop. Just for a visual, Anna was very toned and sexy, taller than my sister, had nice tan skin, dark hair, sultry but pretty face, looked like a cross between Olivia Munn and Odette Yustman, had a nice tight ass and pert tits (her nipples usually showing through a tank top) slim stomach. From inside the restroom we heard Molly sigh loudly with relief as she peed. At that sound, Anna let out under her breath a strained, rapid-fire, "God I have to pee." as her high heels continued her machine-gunfire clacking against the hardwood floors of the hallway. The only other restrooms were in my parents bedroom and in the hall just outside it, and me, my sister and my sisters friends never used those ones at this hour for fear of waking the parents, but even now, tonight, Anna's clacking is in danger of being just a bit too loud apparently as my sister then said to Anna, "Anna, I'm sorry but I need you to stop clacking like that. It's too loud." as she gestured down to Anna's high heels. "Ohhhhhhhhhhhh" Anna let out a long, strained sounding ohhhhhhhh as she proceed to stop clacking in rapid fire on the hardwood floors but now had taken to lifting one leg in the air for about three seconds, then switching feet, then doing the same again, still unable to keep both feet planted on the ground, and it looked as though she was holding herself as she was faced away from me. She suddenly whipped round, squeezing her crotch through her thin romper, as she said to my sister, "My romper, I can't get out alone, it takes too long." Anna said this as she reached behind herself to try to undo her romper, her high heels going back to their rapid fire speed. Anna's face was clearly in pain from needing to pee so badly, her eyes shut, her mouth hanging open, her heels clacking noisily, and just then she opened her eyes and saw me watching her through my bedroom doorway from my bed. She forced a quick smile as she squeezed her crotch again, saying, "Anna needs to pee-pee." with a desperate curtsy of her legs as she bent down and squeezed her lovely thighs together while holding her crotch with her right hand. Anna needs to pee-pee, that much was obvious, I thought. "Please help me out of this or it'll take me too long in the bathroom. Please." Anna said to my sister in rushed, desperate-sounding whimpers as she held her crotch, trying as she could to drive down her pee-dancing and clacking. I couldnt believe how desperate but how beautiful Anna looked in this compromised state. My sister started to say, "You'll be fine, Anna, I have to pee too-" before she was cut off as Anna then said the most beautiful words to my ears at that point, I grew stiff as a rock as she said in a tone desperate-sounding and rapid-paced, sounding almost like she was on the verge of crying, "PleasehelpmeorImgonnapissmyromper." spoken faster than I've ever heard anyone human speak before, as Anna desperately held her crotch with both hands now, her face scrunching up in pain. Just then, my sister freed the top of her romper, and Anna's gorgeous tits came into view as her top fell down her torso. She saw me see her breasts and her eyes immediately grew wide as she quickly rushed her right arm across her chest, covering her tits (or covering her nipples at least as her left hand remained glued to her crotch. We then heard Molly flush the toilet from inside. "Oh mannnn oh mannnn" Anna was now saying as with her eyes glued to the doorknob, she began stepping out of her romper right there in the hall. The romper fell to the floor around her high heels as she now was in merely her panties, still covering her breasts with her right arm, and the moment the bathroom door opened, Anna rushed Molly out of the way, leaving her romper on the hallway floor, Molly stepping out exasperated at the whole seen, Anna's romper still on the floor, me in my room, my sister there. "OHHHHHHHHHHHHHH Oh Oh my God! Fuckkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk" we heard Anna moan and groan and piss and piss with ferocious force, her pussy hissing loudly with a high pitched his as she blasted the side of the porcelain bowl beneath her with unrelenting power and force for almost forty seconds before her stream died down to a trickle which dribbled down into the water as she let out her final sighs of relief. This whole time, my sister was still yearning to pee, and while not quite as badly as Anna maybe, she too was now stepping from foot to foot, her arms crossed, staring frustratedly at the bathroom door, unable to remain still in her red cocktail dress. When Anna finally finished in the bathroom and flushed and everything, she stuck one hand out to grab the romper, which my sister handed to her. "Give me a minute" Anna said. "Please let me pee." was all my sister replied as without waiting she qucikly rushed into the bathroom without shutting the door. At once we all heard her pee too, letting out a brief "OH!" as her vagina erutped against the bowl, before letting out a much quieter "oh goddd" several seconds later. Anna finally stepped back outside of the bathroom in her romper, shutting the door behind her. Seeing me again, she laughed and said, "Sorry about that, Alex." I dont know what she was sorry to me for.
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    I came across this file while perusing random pornography sites on the internet, and realized it was a part of the elusive DLFF-119 (preview video https://develb.jade-net-home.com/media_access/play/-,1,10,103727,sample?ql=1), so I'm putting it on here.
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  9. View File DLFF-119 (unknown part) I came across this file while perusing random pornography sites on the internet, and realized it was a part of the elusive DLFF-119 (preview video https://develb.jade-net-home.com/media_access/play/-,1,10,103727,sample?ql=1), so I'm putting it on here. Submitter qawsedtg Submitted 05/25/2024 Category JAV Collections  
  10. This embarrassing situation just happened this past weekend so I thought I'd share it with you all! Last Saturday I met with a group of friends from university to catch up for the first time in over a year. I majored in computer science so my classes were 90% male and this meet up was 5 guys and me, a femboy. We're all fairly socially awkward except for a guy I'll call James. He's the closest approximation to what the giga chad meme would look like in real life: tall, muscular, athletic, smart, and so charismatic. He's the first man I ever had a crush on (I'm bi), and is so patient and kind. In school he was always helping me with my homework or explaining things I didn't understand and I just fell in love with him. It's a shame I never confessed to him, he's got a girlfriend now though and he's not into guys in the first place. Anyway this particular day we all met at our friend Bob's parent's house at around 4pm and brought food like a potluck. This suburban single story home had a large backyard where we all hung out, sitting around lawn chairs by the pool reminiscing about the old days and filling each other in on what we were currently up to. I was nervous seeing all of them again and it took me over an hour to get ready because I had to make sure my makeup was 100% on point. I wanted to really impress them so I wore my literal Sunday best: a dark blue military lolita dress with gold trim, a ruffled collar, and a heavy fur coat that looks like something a WW1 general or royalty would wear (but I didn't wear it for very long). I'm including a picture of it below because words don't do it justice, it's so fancy and cute! I also had on a matching hairpiece with flowers and black Mary Jane's with ribbons on them. Our host got a dozen Boba drinks from the nearby tea shop because they were having a promotion. Due to my nervousness as well as the early start of the summer heat I ended up slurping down two large cups of delicious milk tea in under an hour. All that liquid inside my little bladder had me making frequent trips to the restroom and that's where I ran into my first problem: I wore a petticoat under my dress! It's actually got two metal hoops in it that add fluff and volume to my skirt but I didn't even think about how I'd take it off to pee. It has a springy quality to it which makes it tricky to hold up both that and my multilayered skirt with one hand, then take down my tights and panties and aim with my other hand. I thought about how in a pinch I'd have a real problem getting it all off quickly as I stood there leisurely emptying my bladder into the freshly cleaned toilet bowl. My stream lasted probably 25 seconds before I pushed out the last few squirts, wiped off my tip and redressed. A few hours later I approached the bathroom but Bob had beaten me to it. It was torturous to have to listen to his stream loudly hitting the water, he can hold it for a lot longer than I can so it went on for a while. I couldn't grab myself with my outfit in the way so instead I squeezed my legs together hard to try and hold it in. I was hoping to stop and straighten up like a respectable young lady before he came out but that didn't go as planned and he saw me looking pretty desperate. He remarked "All yours princess" and I glared and flipped him off as I rushed into the restroom. During dinner our other friend brought out the alcohol and soon everyone else was peeing pretty frequently. I don't drink but the weather had me staying well hydrated with tap water. After the meal we all sat around inside and watched a movie, and then a few episodes of the new season of Konosuba. It was starting to get late and most of them were buzzed, I was sitting next to James and shyly asked if I could lean on him because I was sleepy. He said yes, I could smell his cologne as I lay against his muscly arms. He was nice and warm, I didn't want this moment to end, and although my bladder was filling I ignored it to live in the moment and just enjoy his company. I crossed my legs and for a while just forgot about anything else. Over the next hour the urge would come back temporarily and then subside, at least until a certain scene had me cracking up and I squirted a big warm blast of pee into my panties. I instantly stood up and started speed walking to the bathroom without saying anything. I was letting out pretty big spurts of pee into my skirt. My dick would twitch and let out a short spray for a few seconds then I'd regain control and stop the flow but start leaking again seconds later. I was fighting so hard to not completely lose it on my friend's floor but my pee holding muscles were too tired to stop without reaching under my dress, which again, I couldn't do because of my outfit. Luckily since I had on so many layers it was all rather absorbent, and didn't leave much of a trail which would have been mortifying. I hurried down the hall to the toilet and slammed the door, I could feel drops of pee rolling down my thighs and a wet patch had formed on my dress. I thought about wrestling my outfit down and letting it out into the toilet but seeing my source of relief in front of me made me start leaking even more and now I couldn't stop it without reaching under my dress. I was also worried about ripping or damaging something and since it's easier to just wash soiled garments I hopped in the tub and just let go. I leaned back against the wall and peed furiously into my beautiful outfit. I moaned loudly, an absolute flood cascaded down my legs, my whole lower body felt nice and warm and tingly. I peed so much that even tho my dick was pointing down some got on my belly. I'm not sure how long I peed for, it seemed like a while but eventually my stream stopped and my over stretched bladder felt relieved and empty. I sighed and wondered what to do. I laid a towel down on the floor and dried my feet, then slid the door open a crack and yelled for Bob. He yelled back asking "what?" and I asked him to come over to the bathroom. He sounded annoyed. I opened the door just a crack so he wouldn't see the sorry state I was in and explained to him I needed to shower and requested for him to lend me a change of clothes and a bag to put my outfit in. He asked if I had an accident and I reluctantly admitted I had, he laughed and just said "ok". I washed up, changed, and cleaned the bathroom, thankfully there wasn't anything left behind in the living room or hallway. By the time I came back out in my very loose, oversized t-shirt and shorts people were starting to head home. James picked me up and gave me a big hug before he left and I almost died from happiness. I stuck around for a bit and thanked Bob and apologized for the trouble once it was just us two. He said it was fine but made fun of me again and brought up the last time he witnessed one of my accidents many years ago (a story for another day) then joked that I needed diapers. I glared at him but since he helped me I forgave him. Overall it was a fun but slightly embarrassing night, and only Bob ever found out about my accident.
  11. Cartoonish drawing of my devil oc desperate to pee. I drew it some time ago, but kinda liked it so decided to post it here 😊 Guess there aren't enough bathrooms in hell, if there are any... hehe Disclaimer: He's 18+, no need to send cops on me!
  12. One Saturday afternoon, I decided to challenge myself by holding my pee as long as I could. I had always been curious about my limits and thought it might be fun to test them. I settled into my cozy gaming chair, fired up Minecraft, and began my adventure. The virtual world drew me in, and I lost track of time as I mined, built, and explored. A couple of hours passed, and I felt the first twinges of discomfort in my bladder. I ignored it, determined to see how long I could last. The game was too engrossing, and I was too stubborn to give up. I shifted in my seat, trying to find a more comfortable position, but the pressure was building. As the minutes ticked by, my need to pee grew more urgent. I started squirming around in my chair, crossing and uncrossing my legs, hoping to alleviate the pressure. The game required my full attention, and I was reluctant to pause. I bit my lip and continued to play, even as my bladder screamed for relief. Soon, I felt a small leak. A warm, damp spot spread on my underwear, and panic began to set in. “Just a little longer,” I told myself, bouncing my leg up and down. I squeezed my thighs together and rocked back and forth, trying to hold on. But the pressure was relentless. I felt another leak, then another. Each one sent a wave of anxiety through me, but I was too engrossed in my game to quit. My movements became more frantic, and I could barely concentrate on the screen. I knew I was close to my limit, but I was determined to hold out. Finally, I felt a surge of desperation. I knew I couldn’t wait any longer. As I stood up from my chair, I lost control. Warm urine flowed down my legs, soaking my pants and puddling on the floor. The relief was overwhelming, but it was mixed with a rush of embarrassment and frustration. I stood there for a moment, stunned by what had just happened. My pants were drenched, and I felt a strange mix of shame and relief. I quickly cleaned up the mess, changed into dry clothes, and sighed deeply. I had pushed myself too far, but at least I knew my limit now.
  13. It was a warm weekday evening, our group of friends and colleagues had gathered in a pub garden to celebrate a colleague getting a new job. When I arrived the first thing I was drawn too was my friend, She was wearing the most amazing tight bodycon dress. When she sat on a table across from ours, my eyes got drawn down. You could see up her skirt. In the past. Drinks and nights out like this had resulted in a night of love and passion but it was never going to be a proper relationship, the last time we hooked up was amazing, but the morning after she was showering and as the water poured my bladder was bulging. I tried to have a wee in the bathroom as she showered, despite being 10/10 on the bursting scale and the running water, the audience was too much. Howevers he enjoyed that very much finishing her shower she joined me naked in bed putting pressure on my bladder, pulling down my panties and rubbing my vagina, the pleasure amazing, the pressure amazing. All i could think back too was that night as we drank our cocktails. After hours of the drinks flowing I had a bladder bulge, my panties digging into my bladder, I made for the toilet and lowered my panties, the stream felt great and the relief was sweet. I went to straighten my hair in the mirror and in came my friend, she entered the cubicle and despite just having been I dove into the one adjacent. I was hopefully that I would hear her release, she didn't pee, but she was having a thrill with her vibrator, that was hot. I left the bathroom and soon after she joined me in the beer garden. We decided to move on as the heat was too much, we decided to walk about 15 minutes to a pub that served food. We did not make the walk in full. A few minutes in she whispered in my ear "I really need to go" I replied "But didn't you just go?" she blushed and didn't answer, she walked ahead and suggested to the group we stop off in another pub on the way, they said no and to my enjoyment her panic was real. We walked a little further her trying to control the flow that needed to come out when suddenly, drip, drip, drip wet dribbles appeared on the pavement as she walked. Without warning she grabbed my wrist digging into me, I asked "Whats wrong?", She replied "I need the loo really badly", she dragged me to one side and whispered "Wiggles and becoming Dribbles I need to piss" I pointed to a nearby alley without hesitation she pulled me toward it but stopped in her tracks and bent over, she pushed my hand against her bladder as she tried to regain control. Bent over she hurried to the alleyway. I now knew the extent of her desperation as my hand had been pressed and felt a warm wet patch on the front of her panties. "Do you want me to stand guard?" I asked but before I got an answer a squirt and a puddle was appearing on the pavement, she regained control for a moment before pulling aside her panties and letting it all go, the piss streamed and her puddle formed at my shoes, he relief was clear and the view, the view was amazing. After the stream stopped I offered her a tissue from my handbag, she took it and dried herself, tossing the tissue to one side she started to lower her panties, she handed me them and put on a spare pair from her bag, I didn't know what to do so I hid the wet panties in the zipped section of my bag. For the rest of the night I became her pee warden, but that meant I had control, I would see her wiggle and think "No i'll leave it a little longer before I let her pee" We got very drunk and the next day I forgot all this had happened. Until I emptied my bag and found the evidence, all I wanted to do was bury my face in them, so I did. The question now is...do I return them or do I keep them?
  14. Hey guys! I was filming a request but failed it VERY miserably so I thought I'd post it here! I was quite desperate 20240430_132317.mp4 Enjoy this short clip
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    A few short videos of me being desperate to pee until I couldn't hold it anymore and wet my jeans.
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  17. View File EE-771 Desperate women waiting in line to pee. There is a scat warning on part EE-771-04 at 7:53 - 10:27 Enjoy Submitter omorashi67 Submitted 05/21/2024 Category JAV Collections  
  18. Found a very cool girl named PuuGirl on packing with is a adult social network in Brazil and on her profile she said she did personalizad videos as in you can tell her what to do So bored out of my mind I decided to give it a shot and what I got was far better than anticipated the girls work is really good I asked her to play out a scene where she has to pee and the bathroom os locked since it always interested me to know how a girl holds her pee and stuff (hence iam here) She drank a 1L bottle of water and by the 3 hour mark she was visibley desperate holding herself while describing the whole thing. How she feels her bladder heavy and by the end how she crosses her legs and plugs her peehole with her hand as to not pee By the end she manages to not lose herself by seconds and does it on the toilet It's a very heavy file so here you go https://mega.nz/file/zNNGAZ6Z#A0YTYtnel4zasiBZQ1AfQpG7W3bhtWnvD9fmFPPlAFw Take that as a invitation to go check out her work the girl deserves it https://www.packzin.com.br/perfil/puu_girl
  19. Ok, so Dune Part Two has just been realised and it really is one of the best films this year so far. I've been a big fan of the books for years now and really enjoyed both of the Dune movies-even that weird David Lynch one from the 80's. It is a very dramatic and portentous story, so I've made this more of a fetishy sort of spoof, as Dune , rather like Lord of the Rings, is by no means a book where sexy stuff of any kind slots in easily-even though there's talk of pregnancies and relationships and stuff, so this fic is quite humorous in its approach as well as fetishy. If you've seen the movies or read the books, you'll know that the tribe of desert people-the Fremen-do indeed were suits that they directly piss in, this outright stated in the book and movies. This is never addressed in detail, but the idea was just perfect for an omo story. Despite intense ethnographic research by imperial scholars, no one has ever commented on one important aspect of Fremen culture. Like how fetishy they were. Like for real, they spent all their time pissing in black latex suits, what was up with that? They didn’t have to piss their pants, there were other ways of conserving water, like it’s actually really impractical, they totally just enjoyed peeing in the suits. -Writings of Princess Irulan, 10999AG. Though he had only been with them a short while, Chani was really starting to develop a major crush on Paul, the mysterious outsider who’d sought refuge in in their Seitch (the village communities where the Fremen lived), even if he had brought his mum along with him, Chani just didn’t think people on messianic quests should bring their mums along with them, kinda ruined the vibe a bit. Still, he was cute though, with wavy black hair, thin, sculpted features and soft blue eyes and he looked especially cute in his stillsuit, which he wore extremely tightly. Yesterday, He had told her about his earlier incident with the Bene Gesserit women and her Gom Jabar, Chani rather hoped that soon he’d be sticking his fingers in quite another sort of box very soon. There was one aspect of Fremen culture she was particularly keen to introduce Paul to-using the stillsuit, fully using the stillsuit. The Stillsuits were specifically designed for the harsh desert climate, a harsh desert climate that had no water and therefore no specific bathroom facilities. For many years now Chani had pissed exclusively in her stillsuit, it was more convenient and felt really good. Sometimes, Fremen women wore knickers under their stillsuits and readily pissed through them, leaving them totally soaked and yellow by the end of the day. Sometimes they’d go free bird and just use the suit directly, it was a personal preference for many Fremen women whether to wear knickers or just fully piss in the suit. Chani herself usually enjoyed the feeling of giving her knickers a good soaking, feeling the wet fullness between her legs as she completely let it flow. The piss pooling around her crotch and trickling down her legs in stinky yellow rivulets. She had been watching Paul, it was difficult not to watch him when he was wearing skintight black latex, especially when it was required that he bend over. Many of the Fremen women had been strategically dropping things in his vicinity and politely asking him to pick them up. Though, from very careful observation, she had noticed him never actually use his Stillsuit, not properly, he was still using the seitches privies kept at the back end of the village in a less important cave system. Kept for whenever members of the tribe felt like using them or for when there were visitors. Often, by the time his hunting party arrived back he’d be subtly pressing his thighs together, sometimes even openly holding himself. Immediately hobbling of the privies to relieve himself. Clearly he was holding it in all day, waiting until the late afternoon when he returned from worm riding practice or whatever to finally get to pee. Today was no exception. As the worm riding party arrived back, Chani noticed Paul, holding himself with both hands and looking extremely desperate. Clearly not having used his stillsuit for its intended purpose. She always made sure to talk to Paul and engage him in look conversations-before he had any chance to use the privie. She often teased him about being so posh and frequently called him ‘my lord’, which Paul would blush at. She ran over to him and gave him a playful half-hug. “So, have you ridden a worm yet?” Paul was obviously trying to appear nonchalant and removed his hands from his crotch, though still keeping his legs firmly locked together. Chani was beginning to think about another sort of worm riding as he desperately squirmed around. “N-not yet’” He was clearly really desperate to go. Paul was always a little lost for words and shy, which Chani found incredibly cute, especially considering he was a lord or duke or whatever. They chatted about their day for a while and bantered about how Paul was useless at worm riding. Rather unfortunately Fremen dialect had a lot of puns regarding ‘worm riding’ but they didn’t translate all that well. “Ya’ know I’ve never met an of worlder before” Chani said flirtily, having subtly lead him away from the others to the edge of the village where they could be alone together. Alone and away from his mom, Lady Jessica, things had been awkward with her and Jessica ever since she’d ask if her being a concubine was like being a prostitute-she had genuinely not known what a concubine was, it sounded a lot like a prozzie to her. She was glad to have some more alone time with him to talk and have a bit of flirt and most importantly to see him absolutely bursting to piss. “What was your homeworld like?” Paul smiled wistfully, he was still a little shy and often got tongued tied talking to her, which Chani found adorable. She deliberately walked Paula round to the side of the seitch that was slightly further from the privies that he so desperately needed. “Oh Caladan um…” Paul obviously seemed distracted, distracted by the growing aching fullness in his bladder, “…It was a water world, mostly, with lots of green forests and stuff” “Wow, a whole world of water, that’s so cool” Said Chani, despite more than twenty mellenia of human development, interstellar exploration and cultural alteration, how to flirt with a guy had changed surprisingly little. “So it’s a whole planet full of water huh?” She asked innocently, emphasising the word water, “I literally can’t imagine a planet full of water, all those gushing, flowing rivers and streams, that must be beautiful” He stopped and groaned, double crossing his legs, “P-please don’t talk about that now” Paul begged, his voice straining. “Aw, because you miss your home?” Chani new it was because he was gagging for a piss. “It…it is interesting living in such a dry place like Arakis” Chani knew he definitely wanted to think about dry places, it probably helped to take his mind of the litres of burning hot yellow pee inside of him. “It is dry here, but we still have water….beautiful flowing underground wells and aquifers, you’ve got to come and see them with my sometime Paul, they’re really beautiful, all that flow water ” She smiled teasingly, knowing how much thinking about water would torment him. “So Caladan it has like rivers and streams and waterfalls and stuff? Because that’s so cool, I’ve only ever seem that in film books the off worlders sometimes leave behind” Paul was whimpering now and had once again put a hand over his crotch. “I’d like to see that with you Chani” He said, trying to desperately regain his composure. “So did you have like a girlfriend on Caladan?” Chani asked, smiling. “N-no, apart from mum, I was taught by Duncan and Gurney in the art of comabt and…and mental cultivation” It was obvious from the strain in his voice how urgently he had to pee, “Real sausage fest, huh” Chani said, smiling. She had been deliberately steering them on a long circuit of the village, well away from the communal privies-just when he’d be needing them most. She could tell Paul was getting ready to explode, he was crossing his legs tight and squirming awkwardly where he stood. Unable to keep still. Sort of bouncing up and down a little and moving from side to side. “You’ll summon a Shai’hulud if you keep moving in rhythm like that” Chani said laughing, referring to the Fremen belief that rhythmic repetitive movement could summon the sandworms. “It’s really best to keep still…is something the matter?” Chani feigned ignorance but knew what was the matter, he was utterly bursting now. Like ready to blow. He could barely contain the litres of hot, golden urine that were sloshing around inside of him. “N…nothing” Paul, plushed, his usually palid feature becoming rose tinted, “Ok…I, I really need to pee…” He whispered, obviously embarrassed, his cheeks now turning fully red. Chani giggled, he had no choice now but to do it, “Well Paul, there’s no privies around here, whatever will you do?” She said theatrically, “Chani…I-I haven’t been all day, I’m gonna’ explode” Chani leaned in close and playfully whispered in his ear. “Just keep thinking of all that flowing, gushing water” “Uggh…stop” “Pppsshhh….imagine one of those flowing rivers on Caladan” “Seriously, I’m gonna pee my pants”
  20. View File Denied A Morning Pee, Tried To Hold Until Roomate Got Home Hi all, its me, the 24/7 Diapergirl again. I was let back into panties once again, and once again it as a mistake... I woke up to a text from my roommate/partner asking me not to have a morning pee, but to change out of my diaper and into panties and to try and hold it until she got home. What ensues is my desperation ramping up and me ultimately flooding my shorts in the bathtub. She wasnt upset that i couldnt hold it but needless to say it was back to diapers and a reminder why i need them in the first place. Its been awhile since i genuinely lost control but it always is such an enjoyable experience and I hope you all enjoy it as much as I did! For a reminder; this is a free sample of a ton of content over on my JustForFans page, which while being primarily diaper wetting and messing, it does include wettings like these! Its $10 a month over there for TONS of content, so if you want to see more, enjoy my diaper content as well, or just really want to help me out, it would be super appreciated if you decide to sub! Link is here: https://justfor.fans/smolbbkitty Beyond that, I hope you all enjoy, check out my other posts, and be sure to give me and my roommate more ideas both for diapers and panties for fun things to try in the future!!! ❤️ Submitter smolbbmiku Submitted 05/18/2024 Category Transgender (MtF)  
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    Hi all, its me, the 24/7 Diapergirl again. I was let back into panties once again, and once again it as a mistake... I woke up to a text from my roommate/partner asking me not to have a morning pee, but to change out of my diaper and into panties and to try and hold it until she got home. What ensues is my desperation ramping up and me ultimately flooding my shorts in the bathtub. She wasnt upset that i couldnt hold it but needless to say it was back to diapers and a reminder why i need them in the first place. Its been awhile since i genuinely lost control but it always is such an enjoyable experience and I hope you all enjoy it as much as I did! For a reminder; this is a free sample of a ton of content over on my JustForFans page, which while being primarily diaper wetting and messing, it does include wettings like these! Its $10 a month over there for TONS of content, so if you want to see more, enjoy my diaper content as well, or just really want to help me out, it would be super appreciated if you decide to sub! Link is here: https://justfor.fans/smolbbkitty Beyond that, I hope you all enjoy, check out my other posts, and be sure to give me and my roommate more ideas both for diapers and panties for fun things to try in the future!!! ❤️
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