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  1. I leaked through my pad earlier and soaked my nice white undies so now I have to wear pull ups. Do you think anyone can tell that they're not proper knickers? I do hope I won't wet these ones too but I feel so thirsty and it's so tempting.
  2. Version 1.0.0

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    Welcome to SunnyValley! What is SunnyValley? SunnyValley is a video game in which you can have a new beginning, a new life. From the player section you can choose 3 characters to develop your story, depending on which one you choose, your start in SunnyValley will be different. In summary SunnyValley is a game in which you can start an ABDL life in a very nice new city. What can I do in SunnyValley? SunnyValley is full of activities to do, you can walk around the city and meet new people, see other people's houses, visit and play in the city park, work at your new job, go to the gym to build muscle. However SunnyValley is a game that is in Alpha so much of the content that I have in mind is not yet implemented, content such as: The museum, the nursery, the camping area and many other things that we will see over time! Who has developed this project? Well, my name is KrakenBite, I am the main developer of this project, although to make it happen I have had the great help of ABDLMiah and AndyDL. ABDLMiah is a person who has her own game called "A Whole Week In Diapers" which was a complete success at its launch and I highly recommend it, you can find it on his Patreon. Miah has helped me with numerous problems in creating mechanics and developing the game. AndyDL is a talented ABDL artist that you will most likely already know if you are here and if you don't know him I will leave you here links to his social networks and Patreon. Andy has been in charge of the artistic work of the characters. Where can I download this game? "A New Life in SunnyValley" is a project that I hope to be able to fund through Patreon since it takes me a long time to create. You can download it on Patreon and you can also know more about it on Twitter and Discord! -------------------------------------------- Download Link (Patreon): Here -------------------------------------------- Patreon: www.patreon.com/KrakenBite Discord: https://discord.gg/aefqHycecG
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  3. Welcome to SunnyValley! What is SunnyValley? SunnyValley is a video game in which you can have a new beginning, a new life. From the player section you can choose 3 characters to develop your story, depending on which one you choose, your start in SunnyValley will be different. In summary SunnyValley is a game in which you can start an ABDL life in a very nice new city. What can I do in SunnyValley? SunnyValley is full of activities to do, you can walk around the city and meet new people, see other people's houses, visit and play in the city park, work at your new job, go to the gym to build muscle. However SunnyValley is a game that is in Alpha so much of the content that I have in mind is not yet implemented, content such as: The museum, the nursery, the camping area and many other things that we will see over time! Who has developed this project? Well, my name is KrakenBite, I am the main developer of this project, although to make it happen I have had the great help of ABDLMiah and AndyDL. ABDLMiah is a person who has her own game called "A Whole Week In Diapers" which was a complete success at its launch and I highly recommend it, you can find it on his Patreon. Miah has helped me with numerous problems in creating mechanics and developing the game. AndyDL is a talented ABDL artist that you will most likely already know if you are here and if you don't know him I will leave you here links to his social networks and Patreon. Andy has been in charge of the artistic work of the characters. Where can I download this game? "A New Life in SunnyValley" is a project that I hope to be able to fund through Patreon since it takes me a long time to create. You can download it on Patreon and you can also know more about it on Twitter and Discord! -------------------------------------------- Download Link (Patreon): Here -------------------------------------------- Patreon: www.patreon.com/KrakenBite Discord: https://discord.gg/aefqHycecG
  4. Anyone have any mindlessly diapered regression/messing videos? She's so adorable.
  5. Has anyone ever had an accident at a theme park? I have had a couple just curious if it’s just me.
  6. So here is a fun thing to do as we go into the new year. This is for those of us who experience for real bedwetting incidents, AKA we are true bedwetters. I love all my OMO friends but please let's keep this post for those of us who for real still deal with accidental bedwetting. So we are day one as of this post into 2023..... Question is, who is still dry, who has wet the bed in the new year? Ways to post: 1. Post that you have not wet the bed (for real) yet in 2023. You can post as often as you want, but upon your first wet night of 2023 you need to post the next day that you are no longer dry in 2023. Or 2. Upon your first for real wet night of 2023 you need to post the next day (or indicate the relative date of your wetting if past the actually date after) that you are no longer dry in 2023. Let's see who wets first and who stays dry the longest in 2023. (AGAIN LETS KEEP THIS FOR THE PEOPLE WHO STILL EXPERIENCE BEDWETTING. YOU DRY BED PEOPLE CAN GO ALL YEAR AND NOT HAVE A GENUINE BEDWETTING ACCIDNET.... DON'T BRAG NOW 😆)
  7. It's been a while, but here's a new story. Probably less narrative-based, more just vignettes, about a young woman who wears diapers 24/7 because she prefers "going to the bathroom" in her pants. Chapter 1: An Average Summer Afternoon (messing, wetting, sexual content, diapers) Rob and Olivia waved goodbye as the final guest left the Smith house, where Olivia lived with her parents. As they watched Cassidy drive down of the cul-de-sac, Olivia grabbed Rob's arm and pulled him back towards the backyard. "Thank goodness, I can't hold it any longer." Olivia nearly jogged behind the house and into the landscaping. She relaxed with a sigh as she began to poop into her black compression shorts. Rob was no stranger to Olivia's "accidents". She'd told him that from a young age she'd resisted being potty trained and to this day had weak bladder and bowel control - when she cared enough to hold it, anyway. Most of the time she wore diapers, thin ones to class that usually leaked by the time she got back from campus, and thicker tape-ons at home. But in the interest of keeping this from all but her most trusted friends she had forgone protection today in favor of some black compression shorts. She knew by experience they wouldn't show the "accident" she was almost guaranteed to have. This proved true, no one realized that the reason Olivia had sat down in the grass an hour or two ago was to pee in her pants. Except for Rob, that is, who at this point knew all of her tells. He knew to listen for the faint hiss of pee hitting her panties as she gossiped with another girl and struggled to resist his erection. Presently, Rob watched Olivia push an orange sized lump into her pants. It was a hot day and she was wearing a light, pink crop-top over a bandeau that Rob couldn't wait to rip off of her b-cup breasts, now that everyone was gone. They'd been hanging out in the backyard all afternoon, and this being Olivia's home she wasn't wearing shoes or socks. This was a good thing, as they would have been ruined by the pee that was now running down Olivia's muscular swimmers' legs and turning the dirt to mud beneath her toes. Another push, expanding the bulge in her elastic shorts, and she was done. Rob was unable to conceal his erection now. "I feel so much better now," Olivia sighed, before lowering her voice and cupping Rob's crotch. "Now that everyone's gone, want to go make out?" They entered through the back door into the kitchen, where Olivia's mom seemed to be getting ready to leave the house. If Rob and Olivia's friends were oblivious to Olivia's accidents, her mom was not. "Oh honey, did you have an accident?" "Sorry Mom, I was trying to hold it until everyone left but I couldn't make it inside." This was a total lie, but one she had told enough that Olivia's parents accepted it. The truth was that, while Olivia was very accident prone, she often just didn't feel like making it to the bathroom. She liked the feeling of going in her pants, and she was lucky enough to be dating Rob, who was turned on by it. "Well then," said Olivia's mom, "Rob dear, could you make sure she gets cleaned up before you go? I'm heading to the store." "Sure thing Mrs. Smith!" Rob replied, trying to mask his excitement. Mrs. Smith was soon out the door, and with the house empty, Rob and Olivia were all over each other. They laid on Olivia's mattress-protected bed, one of Olivia's hands down Rob's shorts, one of Rob's cupping the wet mass under her butt. Olivia peeled off her compression shorts to reveal a pair of pink incontinence panties now far past their limit and soaking wet, tight enough around her thighs to contain her mess. She pulled Rob's shorts down and began grinding her soaked crotch on his rock hard dick. The absorbent material of the incontinence panties gushed still-warm piss with each movement. Soon Olivia reached orgasm and collapsed on top of him, trembling, and with her orgasm Rob felt a new wave of hot pee stream over him as Olivia's bladder voided involuntarily. This was characteristic of Olivia's orgasms and Rob's favorite part of making her cum. Accordingly, he soon came all over them both. The two showered together, and luckily none of Rob's clothes were harmed during their lovemaking. Olivia needed a new outfit though, which started with a thick, double-taped adult diaper that Rob helped get her in to. It was getting late and Rob did have to go home, so Olivia skipped a bra and threw on a baggy sweatshirt that he loaned her, as well as a pair of athletic shorts that did nothing to hide her diaper. Finally, she kissed him goodbye and he went home, Olivia's new diaper already slightly damp.
  8. Hello! Welcome to The Scale of Continence! You all will be following Spark, a grey wolf, and his peeing adventures with his partner, Inku, an unknown species, and his roommate Fern, an orange tabby. At every choice, you get shown a scale for Spark's incontinence, bladder, bowels, arousal, and relation (Only when interacting with a reoccurring character). Depending on what choices are made, Spark may gain passive effects. Some effects include omorashi enthusiast, small bladder, easily aroused, and phantom feeling. Hope everyone enjoys! -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Spark sighed as he stepped into his small house. It wasn't much, but with inflation and the three owners all having minimum-wage jobs, he was happy there was a roof over his head. He looked over to the living room. Inku laughed at something on the TV. "Hey, Babe!" Spark greeted, his tail wagging. "Spark! If you need to use the bathroom, be ready to drive somewhere. Something on the toilet broke and Fern's trying to fix it." "Thanks for the heads up," Spark said, heading to the spiral staircase, "But Fern's great at mechanics, she probably won't take that long." Inku turned away from the TV to narrow their eyes at Spark. "If you say so." Spark stepped into the bathroom and spotted Fern bent beside the toilet with a paw pressed on her crotch. "Fern, you doing okay?" Spark asked, worry clear in his voice. "Yep. Fine. Just need the bathroom a bit." Fern responded through gritted teeth. Spark looked her up and down, taking note of the little things. He could clearly see her legs shaking and hear her quiet panting. "I could drive you down the street or ask a neighbor if you can use their bathroom." Spark offered. "I'm fine I-" Fern cut herself off and dropped her wrench in favor of adding another hand to her crotch. "On second thought, I'll take you up on that offer." She said, slowly standing up. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ With Fern in reach, Spark can: A. Stand in front of the door, but move eventually B. Stand in front of the door, but refuse to move (-1 Fern Relation) C. Push on Fern's bladder (-5 Fern Relation) D. Quickly go to the car 0/10 (Fully Continent) 0/10 (Empty Bowels) 2/10 (Dull Feeling) 0/10 (Not At All Aroused)
  9. So there I stood, in my room, with a soaking wet and massively messed diaper between my legs. I had just peed and pooped in a diaper for the first time since I was a toddler, and it was the greatest thing I'd ever felt. How did I get here? Let's rewind a little. My name is Lexi, and I'm 16 years old and a Sophomore in high school. I'm a completely average kid. Dirty blond long hair I like to keep in a braid, normal average clothing that spans from t shirts, crop tops, hoodies, jeans, leggings and sweats. I had a normal childhood, two loving parents, and largely not a care in the world. That is, until I took up babysitting. Two years ago when I was 14, I took up babysitting as my first job. It was easy enough. I watched over young kids while their parents had date nights, occasionally having a long weekend to myself with a little kid when parents needed some time away. But as I babysat, I quickly discovered something about myself. I was curious about diapers. I had babysat a couple of times for some kids two and under, and they were all in diapers. While thinking nothing of it at first, everytime I saw them pee or poop themselves made my curiosity run wild. What did that feel like? That seems so convenient. Toilets are disgusting anyways. I wonder what a diaper is like? But just as quickly as these thoughts were born in my brain, I tried to shut them out. Teenage girls aren't supposed to think like this! Diapers?? I'd never hear the end of it from my friends! But the seed was planted, and the idea of diapers never quite left my head. I struggled with these feelings for two years of babysitting. Two years of watching kids wet and mess themselves with not a care in the world. Two years of wondering what it could be like. Two years of contemplating taking that step. But it was also two years of guilt and shame for having these thoughts. Being a teenager is hard enough, am I right? I battled with these thoughts every time I babysat until I decided to finally go for it and take two pairs of pullups from a kid I babysat for when I was 16. They had stacks of them in the closet, they weren't going to miss two more. And besides, at that point, things had become unbearable. All I could think about was diapers. Every day I would state off into space, thinking about wearing a diaper and using it. I would read stories of TDBLs and ABDLs. I even began watching videos of people wearing and using diapers! Some of these videos were straight up porn, and to my 16 year old brain this only caused my shame and guilt to grow just as fast as my desire to try a diaper. But one I had the two pullups in my possession, I stuck with my decision. I just had to know. And now was the perfect time. I had the next two days to myself, mostly. I had Thursday and Friday off of school, while my parents would still be at work. That means I had two full days at home alone to try out a diaper for the first time. I spent all week thinking only about Thursday and Friday. I couldn't wait! Thursday morning finally came, and my head popped off the pillow with a huge grin. "Yes!" I said aloud to no one in particular. I was just that excited. My parents were already gone, so the house was quiet. I groggily walked downstairs to have some leftover coffee from the pot my dad made, expecting a note about some chores while I had my off days, but there wasn't one. Even better! I sat in the morning silence, just taking it all in as I sipped my coffee. These next two days we're going to be incredible. "Okay, it's time." I said to myself. I walked myself back upstairs into my room, and closed the door. I took off my baggy t shirt and the sweatpants I had slept in. I was now standing in just a pair of white panties. I took a second to look at myself in the mirror. "If this is as good as I think it's going to be, this woll be the last time I wear panties for the next two days" I said, blushing. I reached into my closet and pulled out one of the two pullups. "This looks alot like a pair of my granny panties!" I said with a laugh. The pullups were white with multicolored stars on the front, and blue elastic on the sides. Since it was a pull-up, there were no snaps or tapes to worry about, all I had to do was put it on like a pair of underwear. I slid off my panties, and held out the pullups to look at one more time. "Well, here goes nothing!" I said. My breathing quickened, and my heart rate sped up. I stepped into the pullups one foot at a time, then slowly pulled them up my legs. It was a tight fit, seeing as how they were from a toddlers stash, but they did fit. Once they were fully on, it felt as if the world paused. I looked at myself again the the mirror, naked except for a pull-up on. My cheeks were flushed, and my chest was having up and down from my quick breathing. I didn't, couldn't rather, say a word. I loved it. I kept turning around in the mirror and looking at the pullups on my body. I ran my hands all around it, hearing the soft crinkle and feeling it against my nether regions. I shuddered with delight as the soft cotton rubbed against my vagina. It was *heavenly*. And to top it all off, I could feel myself getting turned on. It's no secret that diapers were a sexual experience for some ABDL wearers, and my occasional smut watching and reading really solidified this desire in me. As I ran my hands all around the diaper, I decided to stick a hand down the front of my diaper. And I certainly was turned in, I was already soaking wet down there, and not from pee! "Speaking of which, I need to do that" I said to myself, bringing me out of a semi -lucid stupor of feeling myself. I had Already been awake an hour and I hadn't used the bathroom yet. I purposefully didn't use the bathroom before I went to bed either, in an attempt to have as much pee ready for this as I could. And the coffee was no random act either. If I enjoyed what it felt like to pee myself, my body was soon going to tell me it was time to poop, and I'll only have minutes to decide if I'm doing that in my diaper or in the toilet. I stared at myself in the mirror for a little bit longer before I took a step back and spread my legs. I had to pee really bad at this point, and I was more determined than ever to do it in my pull-up. I closed my eyes and let go... And nothing happened. I looked down, trying to figure out the problem. Fighting against 16 years of potty training really was an issue! I kept trying to push it out while standing there but it wasn't happening. So I thought to myself, let's try and trick my brain into thinking I'm on a toilet! I sat on the edge of my bed, with only the back of my butt on the covers, leaving the bottom of my pull-up largely out in the open air. I started to picture myself in a bathroom, on a toilet, and used every ounce of power I had to just let go of my pee. And then it happened. I let out a surprised help as he first spurt of pee hit the pullup with a loud hiss. Now that the flow had started, I put my hand on the front of my pull-up, knowing the rest of pee was about to come out weather I wanted it to or not. I quickly felt more warmth and heard the loud hissing once more. The warmth spread across my hand, and the hissing was a steady, hypnotizing sound. I closed my eyes and let out a loud "OOOOOHHHHhhhhh...." That trailed off. I peed for maybe 20 seconds before it trailed off and stopped. I stood up. My once white pull-up was now a deep yellow color, and the stars were no longer visible. And while the pullup once fit snuggly on my hips, the pee made it sag between my legs. It was swollen three sizes bigger, and I could no longer stand straight legged. I looked just like a toddler that wet themselves... Well, because I did just wet myself. And I loved it!! I spent the next five minutes staring at myself in the mirror, turning in place to look at the pullups from all angles. While it certainly sagged, it hadn't shown any signs of leakage, nor did it strain to stay up on my hips. I was impressed! I also spent that time rubbing the front of the diaper constantly, feeling the warmth in and under my crotch. It was truly mesmerizing, and unlike anything else I'd felt before. I was just about to fall into a sexual frenzy and shove my hand down the front of my diaper when I was interrupted by a knocking on door number 2. My stomach just had an audible groan, which snapped me back to my senses. I was now urgently aware that I had to poop, NOW. My morning coffee I had over an hour ago really did it's job, and now I had maybe minutes until this poop was coming out on its own! My breathing quickened all over again, and I got into a good position right away. I turned to the side, so I could see my butt in the mirror. I didn't have to trick myself into thinking I was on the toilet either, my poop was on its way already! I could feel it turtlehead in and out, I was barely hanging on. I bent over at the waist and put my hands on my knees. I took a breath and began to push, but I didn't really have to. It was more of a release, because as soon as I losened my sphincter, my poop shot out of my like a cannon. I was staring at the back of my pullups and watched it immediately grow two inches outward. Additionally, the total silence of my empty house meant I heard a very loud crinkle as my poop entered my pull-up. It was an extraordinary sight that I had no idea I would love so much, but I immediately was turned on by it even more. After the initial turd made my pullups tent out two inches, more was already on the way. Poop kept flowing out of me, now causing the sag down in addition to it's tenting out. While it was already an inch lower down my legs due to the pee, the poop that joined it caused the pullup to sag another inch straight down. I strained for maybe another minute, pushing out my poop and watching the back of the pullup shift and shuffle as more was added to the pile. Once I felt I was empty, I stood up and admired my work. "Oh. My. God." Was all I could say. I stood as straight legged as I could, but my now bulging, soiled diaper meant my legs were still spread. It was still yellow in the front, and as I turned around I could see it was a little brown in the back. It sagged so low, that now the pullup was indeed struggling to stay up. I felt the weight of my mess on my hips, and I thought it would slide right down my legs at any moment. I carefully caressed the pullup, cupping the tented mess at my backup, rubbing the still warm pee at the front. Needless to say, I was hooked. And that brings us back to now. There I stood. In my room. Alone. With a heavily messed and wet diaper. I had already made a very easy decision. "I need more."
  10. Releasing into my pad as I play games and browse the forum. It feels so warm and good pressing against me. Oops, maybe I let out a bit too much, it seems I've leaked a bit. I didn't realise how much I'd leaked until taking photos after peeing or I'd have just finished off in my underwear.
  11. I leaked a bit into my pull ups so I decided to wet them fully... of course doing that in the regular way was too easy so instead I took them off and pissed all over them. Had been holding for a while and though not fully desperate I needed to go quite badly. It felt great. 😂 20230122_020257.mp4
  12. figured it's about time I posted on here. I've been wetting a pull-up for a few hours after work and it finally leaked. Not that I minded 😉 I finally mustered up the courage to share this with you guys. Let me know what you think. Edit: added an aftermath photo. YouCut_20220506_210325610.mp4
  13. a/n: Hi~ Here's the start of the second part of Jill's story! Selena and I enjoyed writing this just as much as the first part and we hope that you all enjoy it as well. If you want to catch up on the story, you can check it out here: New Feelings Feel free to comment if you have any ideas or if you really enjoy the story. We love hearing what people think :3 --- Chapter One: Getting Back on Track When Jill woke up, she was unsure of her surroundings. She stared up at the ceiling, her brow furrowing slightly as she tried to figure out exactly where she was. It took her a few moments longer to realize that she was in her new house. The week had gone by in a complete blur. Everything was still all very new, and it was still disorienting a week later. Jill’s things were still mostly in boxes, not quite ready to break into the process of setting everything up. She had opted to pull out a fair amount of her bedroom things and most of her kitchen supplies. Half of her bathroom still remained in boxes, but that didn’t matter so much. The things that she needed had been taken out and that was all she was worried about. Jill’s decision to move had been spur of the moment. It was a very uncharacteristic move on her part, but once the idea had settled into her brain, she had to run with it. The idea of starting somewhere fresh where she could be more herself and without judgment. A soft giggle escaped Jill’s lips at the thought – it was more like she was in a place where nobody knew the Jill that could keep her pants dry like any normal adult was meant to. No, everything would be much different where she was, a thought that was equally scary as it was exciting. With a sigh, Jill rolled over in her bed, staring at the empty wall across from her as she ruminated on her thoughts. In a weird way, she missed Alice who was several states and hundreds of miles away, but Alice was also the reason why she had moved in the first place. Well, one of them at least. As much as Jill loved and adored Alice, the woman had a tendency to make things more difficult than they needed to be. There were very few moments where Alice wasn’t constantly checking up on her and trying to convince her to try different treatments. Jill was positive that she didn’t need any of them. Speaking of treatments, Jill figured that she needed to try and find a new doctor. It made no sense for her to try and travel all the way to Georgia every so often just to see Dr. Hudson. Although, Jill supposed that it didn’t matter too much as her last appointment didn’t seem to go as well as it should have. Jill had noticed straight away that her last appointment was not going to go like any of the others. Dr. Hudson had entered the room with such a somber expression that it was impossible to think anything good of it. A deep frown crossed Dr. Hudson’s face as they sat down on the nearby chair but then disappeared just long enough to start their appointment like any other. They first discussed Jill’s vacation with their usual pleasantries before moving along to talking about her diary. The conversation naturally veered into whether or not they felt her trip was affected and how she was doing overall. After a painstaking amount of time just focusing on her accident in the airport, an event that Jill really did not want to relive, the conversation shifted once more to her appointment with the urologist. Jill didn’t even want to have to relive that moment either. She could feel a warm flush creeping up her neck at Dr. Hudson’s assurances that anyone could have had an accident on the table after having to drink so much, but it wasn’t something Jill had wanted to do. The nurse had taken care of things without even a blink of her eye, but Jill had been utterly humiliated to find herself severely misjudging her holding abilities and in her own puddle. Again. But then the atmosphere in the room suddenly changed considerably, and Dr. Hudson pulled their seat closer to Jill. They sighed, studying Jill for a moment before lifting a shoulder in a slight shrug. “The urologist wasn’t able to find anything conclusive from your appointment,” Dr. Hudson had told her. “The main thing that was gathered was that you have a small bladder, which isn’t out of the norm, and that there aren’t any other specifics. It doesn’t necessarily rule out stress, but it doesn’t appear to be stress related either. We already concluded that you didn’t suffer any major issues from your fall and that your spine appears to be fine.” Dr. Hudson gave Jill a few moments to process their statement before continuing on. “We don’t know what has caused this to happen to you, Jill, and I am deeply sorry but I don’t believe that there is much more we can do for you. For right now, we’ll continue to monitor things and see what happens. In the meantime, make sure that your insurance will cover any other expenses that might arise. To make things a little easier, I’ve added to your records that we’re classifying you as incontinent.” Looking back on it, Jill still had a strange mix of emotions. From the doctor’s tone, it made her a little scared, but after being in the comfort of her own home, she had been able to see things differently. Rather than seeing it as a bad thing, she could see it as an opportunity for her to do as she pleased. Jill supposed it was a bit of a fucked up thought, but it was one that she was going with. In a way, she blamed Alice for leading her to her decisions, but that wasn’t entirely fair. But Jill wanted a change where she didn’t feel smothered. The idea of getting up and moving had been started in Dublin and by the time she returned back to the states, she knew it was something she needed to do. Jill needed a way to just start completely fresh and leaving her old self behind became more and more appealing. While errantly browsing on Realtor.com, Jill stumbled across a beautiful home in West Ocean City, Maryland. It had far more space than she would ever need in her life, but at the price she found it, it was an absolute steal. She wasn’t sure about how people were in Maryland, but she hoped that they would also be more tolerant of her and her romantic interests. Jill craved a place that she could completely call home and where she could feel more free to be herself. The house seemed to stare at her for a few days on every device that she owned. She had opened and closed the listing on her phone at least a dozen times and kept a tab (or several) open on her laptop. Everywhere she turned, the house seemed to be there. Finally she gave in, contacted a realtor, and placed a bid. She didn’t expect for the bid to go through at all, coming in just under asking price, but a week later she received the call that changed her entire world. “Congratulations, Jill!” her realtor had practically screamed into the phone. “You got the house!” It was lucky enough that Jill was able to sell her house fairly quickly. The money from her old home was going to be going towards her new one, making the mortgage far less expensive than it would’ve been otherwise. With a U-Haul rented and far too little time, Jill managed to pack up the entirety of her life to prepare for her trip north. Alice wasn’t remotely happy by the move at all, but also understood why Jill was leaving. With a promise to stay in touch and a promise for Jill to return to Georgia for Christmas, Jill parted ways with a tearful goodbye. And so there Jill was – a few hours away from starting her first day at her new school. As the thought crossed her mind, Jill let out a sigh. Making the switch to kindergarten wasn’t a move she had wanted, but it turned out being open with her situation made getting jobs a lot harder than she thought. She had been turned down by several schools despite the teacher shortage. Their reasonings usually ranged from they weren’t hiring to outright saying that they couldn’t accommodate her and that was that. It shook Jill up a little, startled by how difficult it had been. She didn’t want to dare think of how much more complicated it was for others in far worse situations. Still, she was determined. On a whim, Jill decided to apply to a small community school that had just listed a full-time position. The school was on the smaller side, something Jill wasn’t entirely used to, and mentioned that she would have a co-teacher, but the pay and benefits were worth it. The only other downside was it was for a lower grade than Jill felt comfortable with, but with few options left, she had no choice to give it a try. The interview itself had gone surprisingly well. Conversation was easy and Jill was able to discuss what she had done in her previous classroom with ease. The principal seemed impressed with her work, but then the dreaded question finally came. “Is there anything important that we would need to know in regards to your potential employment?” the principal had asked. Jill doubted for a long moment that she should say anything. She could just say no and be done with it, but for some reason Jill felt like she had to say something. There was something about the principal’s fairly easy-going nature that made it easy, though Jill still worried. With very pink cheeks, Jill confessed her condition. The principal looked stunned for only a moment before turning thoughtful and giving Jill a gentle and understanding smile with a slight nod. “Well, Miss Bennett,” the principal said slowly, “I appreciate you being forthcoming with that information. I imagine that it can’t be easy. I’m fairly positive that we could accommodate such a thing, and otherwise I’m sure that you’re used to making do however you can.” Jill could only give a sheepish smile in response, shifting nervously as the principal looked through the papers in front of them. “Your qualifications are more than enough,” the principal continued, gesturing to the papers. “From what you’ve told me, you certainly sound like you would be a great fit in our community. The first year is obviously on a trial basis, but I see no reason to not hire you, and maybe, in the future, we could get you back to a grade that you would like to work with. For all you know, you might fall in love with teaching kindergarten. I’ve had several come through who wound up finding their calling teaching our youngest. The position is yours if you would like to have it.” Jill very happily accepted the offer, shaking the principal’s hand and positively beaming at their “congratulations.” She was practically bouncing out of the building, more than happy that things had started to turn around. Jill had a new job and her new life was well and truly on track. Walking through the hallways of a new school always reminded Jill of starting up the new school year as a child. There was something awkward about the entire situation, despite being something that she did for her job. Her backpack was slung over one shoulder, a hand gripping tightly to the strap. Everything she could possibly need was hidden within the confines of her backpack – one of those fancy “mom” diaper bags that didn’t give away what was inside. It had a steep price, but the pockets and compartments made everything worth it. The hallways were quiet as summer break was winding down, but in the next week the entire building would be filled with tiny feet and (often) very loud voices. Jill was excited to meet the children of her new community, but she was nervous, as well. Jill was finding herself starting to become a bit lost in where she was meant to be going. She had a vague idea of where she was meant to be going, and was silently relieved when she turned the corner to find the principal heading in her direction. “Ah, you made it!” they said with a jovial smile. “I was just heading back towards the office to wait for you, so I’m glad to have caught you. I’m very happy that you came a little early before the meeting so I can give you a chance to show you around. I figured you would be interested in seeing your classroom.” “Oh, yes, please,” Jill said with a smile. She more than happily followed the principal back in the opposite direction. “Now, you know the classroom is going to be a bit bare,” the principal said as they walked. “It was Natalie’s, but she decided to take her decorations with her. It used to be a classroom for our second graders, though it was originally meant for our youngest. So, with you in mind, we decided it would be best to switch out classrooms. Nathalie was more than happy to switch out rooms with no questions asked. Don’t worry, I didn’t say a word about your condition,” the principal added, seeing Jill’s slightly panicked look. “Nathalie has been wanting to change classrooms for a while, so I’m sure she’ll be thanking you the moment she sees you.” Finally they stopped at a solid wooden door with a single long window along the side. The principal took out a key, unlocked the door, and motioned for Jill to enter. Jill couldn’t complain about the room at all. It was a modest sized classroom with plenty of space and large windows along one wall. The space could easily be divided for play and for teaching with plenty more room in between. There was a small section of the room that jutted out from the wall with two doors. Jill looked at the principal in curiosity, not understanding the doors. A closet, perhaps? But then why were there two doors? “Ah, I see you’ve discovered why this room is special,” the principal said. “This classroom has a particularly special feature designed to keep any and all emergencies – for everyone – at a bare minimum.” Jill’s face immediately burned at the realization of what exactly the second room had to be. A bathroom. She couldn’t deny that it wasn’t handy, but it was embarrassing to have it all the same. Even though the bathroom wasn’t strictly just for her, there was a part of her that couldn’t help but feel like it was. “Here,” the principal said, handing Jill a set of keys. “These are for your room. I’ll give you a chance to take a look around without me here so you can imagine your space exactly how you wish. Please be careful with these and don’t lose them. Your co-teacher will have a set as well, but if one, or both, of you loses them we’ll be in a bit of a pickle. Everything will be explained at the meeting which starts in about -” the principal pulled their phone out of their pocket with a slight hum “- in about 15 minutes. When you leave here, just make a right and we’ll all meet in the staff lounge. It’s impossible to miss.” Leaving Jill on her own, she felt slightly flustered and moderately overwhelmed. Not wanting to dwell on the reality of her new life and job entirely just yet, Jill allowed herself to take a look around the room. The principal had a point – the moment they left, Jill was able to imagine the room more clearly. She had several ideas for decorating pop up in her head about how to divide things up and what she needed to track down in the building or buy. Jill mostly liked to let the classroom do its own decorating with her student’s artwork as it always added a personal touch and gave the room its own personality for the year. However, a few plants wouldn’t be amiss to try and add some color to the very white-washed room. Curious, Jill opened the two doors. The one room was definitely a supply closet, something that would be very handy. The door next to it was the bathroom. It was surprisingly spacious despite its small size. Jill grimaced at the very low toilet, but that was nothing new. A small free-standing wooden cabinet sat in the corner, the perfect little space for emergency storage as needed. She imagined it would be needed by everyone, and the top shelves were the perfect height to keep small hands from reaching into her own personal supplies. It meant that she didn’t need to carry absolutely everything on her, and that made things that much more relieving. Jill shifted from foot to foot with a slight moan at the tiny twinge in her bladder. It wasn’t strong, but it alerted her that she needed to pee. However, with a quick look at her watch, she realized that she had spent too long looking around and didn’t want to be late for her first meeting. Even though Jill felt like the principal wouldn’t mind too much if she was a minute or two late, she didn’t want to give a bad first impression to her colleagues. Heaving a heavy sigh, Jill decided to skip having a bathroom break. It wasn’t like she wasn’t wearing protection, so she would be fine, but it would have been much easier to just pee now versus later. She didn’t know how long the meeting would be, but everything would be fine, right? Not wanting to delay things further, Jill made her way out of the classroom and followed the principal’s directions to the staff room. The principal wasn’t kidding when they said she wouldn’t miss the room. The closer she made it to the room, the brighter the hallways seemed to become. It was like the paint on the walls were guiding tired teachers to one of the few places of solace within the building and it made Jill snort. The bright, almost neon, lightning bolts on the walls only made her walk a little faster towards the room. Whoever had come up with the design was a genius, Jill decided. As Jill approached, she could start to make out some of the voices of her colleagues. There was both a distinct lack of accent and an accent that seemed native to the area all at once. It made Jill realize just how much she was going to stand out with her very Georgian accent with the slight twang that she had grown up with. Most people seemed to find it endearing, but would these people feel the same? Jill’s knees nearly buckled at a stronger ache in her bladder. It came on swiftly and suddenly with a dull pain that had Jill sincerely doubting herself. She was always startled by how quickly her brain (and bladder) liked to remind her that she had to pee. Jill could nearly kick herself for misjudging her need again and considering heading back to her room to use the toilet, but she really didn’t want to be late. She bounced on her toes anxiously, looking between the door in front of her and the hallway back towards her classroom. After a long and silent debate with herself, Jill decided that if it were too bad, she would just excuse herself. First impressions were everything, after all. Jill took a moment to steel herself and slung her bag up higher on her shoulder. With a small breath, Jill entered the staff room. Just as she suspected, the whole room fell quiet when she entered. Most conversations ceased so that everyone could take curious looks at her. Jill took a moment to study her new colleague’s faces, as well, glad to see mostly warm smiles. There was a nervous look from a few, a few that were wary, and to Jill’s surprise, some that appeared to be less than enthused by her presence. But Jill wasn’t given much time to dwell on that fact as the principal stepped into the room. Jill quickly took a seat between a young man with dark hair named Joshua and a woman around her age with bright red hair who appeared to be the Natalie mentioned earlier. Before more pleasantries could be exchanged, the meeting started. The principal first went through the notes from their last meeting before summer break to verify that everyone remembered and to get Jill up to speed. Jill nodded in understanding as she tried to subtly squeeze her thighs as she crossed her legs. In typical fashion, she was cursing herself quietly for misjudging her need to pee. Normally it wouldn’t be an issue, but she didn’t want to be squirming, or even worse, holding herself during the meeting. She wanted to make a good first impression, but this meant her ability to hold the oncoming flood were extremely limited. Plus, there was the added factor that she was very aware that she was sitting in a pull up. She wasn’t yet ready to share that information with her new coworkers, and she feared moving around too much would betray her with the telltale brushed crinkling sound. It didn’t matter how soft the pull-ups were, it was still very obvious. As Jill snapped her attention back to the meeting, she noticed that the principal was looking at her with a wide smile. “Now that the opening of our meeting is over, I would like to formally introduce you to our newest teacher, Jill Bennett. I hope that you will all give her your warm welcomes. Jill, why don’t you tell us a little about yourself?” The principal gestured for Jill to stand up and it took everything in her power to keep from grimacing. She hated having to introduce herself. Even worse, to her absolute horror, she had to stand up. Jill very carefully stood, hoping that the slight crossing of her legs looked to be more out of shyness than her absolute need to pee. If she didn’t, she feared that the incoming leak would lead to far worse. She was already in deep waters as it is and the end was far from being in sight. Jill took a small breath, hoping that she could muster up enough courage that would keep her voice from faltering or betraying her nerves. “Well, okay then,” Jill said with a slight laugh and an awkward wave. “I’m Jill, as you all know. I’m a fresh 28 and I moved here from Georgia for personal reasons. I needed a new start in a hopefully more open environment, and I’m very excited to start working with you all. I hope that I get a chance to get to know you all sooner rather than later, and I’m hoping for a great year for all of us.” When Jill sat back down, she winced slightly as the slight crinkle she heard before letting out a breath of relief. She had made it through introducing herself without any major incident. “Thank you very much,” the principal said, standing up and flipping through the papers in front of them. “I hope I speak for everyone when I say we’re excited to have you on board. As for the classes, Jill will be taking care of Ellie’s classes as the school board decided to let Ms. Winchester go. I believe that she’ll make a great fit and her credentials speak for themselves.” Jill felt her face start to grow warm. Whether that was from the principal’s praise or the fact she really had to pee, she wasn’t entirely sure. Jill suspected it was mostly from her need to go, but she didn’t dare let out anything to relieve the growing pressure. With her introduction out of the way, Jill was fighting to maintain a good impression and keep listening to the principal. She realized that her thoughts had wandered a bit too far when the conversation seemed to have taken an abrupt turn. “Ashley, I know Ellie is a friend of yours, but these choices were all made before the summer so there’s no need to go over them again,” the principal said sharply to a mousey brown-haired woman. The woman shot Jill a disgusted look before leaning back in her chair. “Anyway, moving along,” the principal continued, not allowing for Ashley to continue whatever protests she may have had. “The classrooms have been changed up a bit this year. Nothing drastic,” the principal stated. “Due to medical reasons, we decided to swap Natalie into Ms. Winchester’s old classroom and give Jill access to Natalie’s classroom.” “But that’s outrageous!” Ashley protested. “I worked as co-teacher with Ellie for years. Besides, has Natalie even been asked to change rooms?” “Uhm, yes, I did agree to a swap,” Natalie said slowly. “If any one of you needed the room, I would obviously have made the switch for you, as well. It’s only fair. We’re not a huge school with a ton of rooms, and I think anyone else would be willing to make things a little easier.” At this, there were soft murmurings and nods of agreement from the others. “Besides, you still have your office,” the principal added gently. “Jill will teach four days out of the week, and you’ll take over on her off day. It’s not as if you will be spending a lot of time in the room as it is.” Jill had to admit that she couldn’t stop watching what was happening in front of her with curiosity. It was clear to her that he co-teacher would be extremely difficult to work with, but she would manage. She had worked next to Mike for years, so Ashley was the least of her worries. “Jill, if it’s not obvious, you’ll be working with Ashley,” the principal said with a sigh. “She’ll take over on Wednesdays so that you can get whatever work you need to get done all completed. Or, if you’d like, you can step in for another classroom. Your weeks will be different all the time.” “That sounds good to me,” Jill replied. Not a moment later, Jill suddenly felt her bladder spasm in the middle of the explanation of events for the upcoming school year. Jill started to panic. She didn’t want to have to hold herself in front of all of her new colleagues, but squeezing her thighs proved for a completely ineffective. A short spurt or warmth suddenly shot out and Jill practically shoved her fist in her mouth as she attempted to casually rest her head on her hand. She was silently thanking everything possible that she had thought to wear some sort of protection, but something had to be done as she was terrified of leaking. Just as another spurt escaped, Jill tried to discreetly put her hand between her legs. She cleared her throat, forcing the principal to lose their train of thought as they looked at her. “Uhm, sorry,” Jill said sheepishly as everyone turned to look at her. “Is it all right if I just snuck off to the ladies room really quickly?” The principal looked at Jill in confusion for a moment and Jill nearly let out a noise of surprise as she felt another spurt leak out, this time pooling slightly in her pull up. “Yeah, of course,” the principal said with a laugh. “You don’t have to ask, just don’t run away. I know the meetings can be boring, but we need you here.” “Right, of course,” Jill said, not needing any further encouragement. She quickly scooped up her bag and dashed as quickly as she could in the direction of the nearest toilets. Unfortunately for her, the only place she could think of was her classroom as she was entirely unsure of if the staff room had a bathroom or not. Her old school didn’t, so she automatically assumed, and she wished that she didn’t. Still, Jill made her way in the direction of her classroom as quickly as possible. With each step she could feel herself peeing herself more and more. Her crotch was fully engulfed in a warm heat and she was certain that her pull up was struggling to contain her urine as Jill could feel a distinct pooling of heat. She was terrified that she would leak at any given moment, but then she finally made it to her classroom and the toilet. Jill undid her zipper with fumbling hands, but before she could get her pants and the pull up pulled down, she felt an even longer spurt leak out of her. Her heart skipped a beat as she looked down to feel a hint of wetness leaking from the groin of her pull up and spilling down her pants before she could actually sit down. She groaned, yanking everything down her legs and plopping down on the toilet only to have two small dribbles come out. She couldn’t believe that she had just peed herself at her new job. Granted no one was around to see it, but she was fully aware of what had just happened. She carefully inspected her pants after she pulled them off her body and was relieved to see that it was at least the smallest of wet spots. If she wanted, she could play it off as water spilling from the sink, but it would dry, and she could hopefully get away with it. Jill pulled a fresh pull up from her bag and got herself dressed. She shivered a bit as she pulled her pants on, the wet spots having cooled considerably in the seams of her pants where the previous pull up had leaked. With a very heavy and dizzy head, Jill returned back to the meeting, her stomach fluttering with embarrassment. The rest of the meeting went off without any further incidents and Jill was relieved that she had to have gotten away with what just happened. There was no way that no one was aware of what transpired outside of realizing that she might have some bathroom issues. However, what Jill didn’t notice on her way out of the building and back to her car, was the curious look of Natalie who had spotted the wet seams right away.
  14. So, i finally was able to wet my boxers for the first time im a while, and while it was nice, it was a bit underwhelming. I have been interested in trying pull-ups or something similar for a while, and am just interested in if theres a big difference having than a regular boxers wetting.
  15. Does anybody have some videos of 2+ people using the same diaper? I can’t find the link again but HDiapers did one, so kind of like that?
  16. (Chapter 1) Camaki clutched her necklace as she walked through the forest path, with nervous but exited steps, this would be her first time in a big city and she intended to make the most of it despite the cold weather. It was winter after all, and despite her orange and black fur, she had dressed for the cold and snow, she wore simple, green leather armour, plated with light metal, her boots were modest, but effective for hiking, and on her back was a wooden bow that had seen heavy use. Infront of the bow however, was a large, almost overfilled backpack, which contents ranged from rations bedding and Camaki's secret...diapers and pullups...two things that a twenty one year old pandaren probably shouldn't have... Camaki wasn't exactly incontinent, but, when she was a child, she was abandoned, left to die in the Pandaria wilds, but, she was found by an ancient earth spirit who rose her up and taught her basic courtesy and local tradition aswell as the art of taming beasts and hunting, the spirit was like a father to her, but, as spirits naturally don't need to go to the toilet, Camaki skipped potty training. It wasn't too much of an issue in the wilds, but when she started to integrate herself into society, it became more of a problem. Since those days, Camaki became slightly better at holding in accidents, and had moved on from diapers to pullups, but in a new environment like the elwynn forest, where so many people travelled, she thought it best to wear diapers, afterall, she only moved to pullups a few weeks back, and more than once had her pants fallen down because of too much mess, or leaked because of too much piss. Camaki blushed as she looked behind her, glancing at her backpack, it was a good thing she brought diapers, as she had already pooped herself in goldshire, too busy admiring the human architecture to focus on her control after holding it all the way. She shifted her gaze from the backpack to her own backside, trying to gauge the extent of her previous accident, she could feel the soft mess on her asscheeks, but couldn't see any signs of an accident. Her anxiety filled thinking didn't stop there though, as she soon started to worry that the people of Stormwind would be able to notice her diaper, or that they would smell her accident. She had thought about changing on the road, or behind a tree, but with a path this well travelled, she was sure to be found. Her anxious thoughts were cut short however, as a band of Stormwind guards came down the path. Camaki blushed, and put her hands to her butt, as she instinctually tried to hide the smell of her accident. She thought about what she would say to the guards, but, they didn't notice her accident or her diaper, they just kept walking, one of them stopped however and greeted Camaki with a "stay safe pandaren" She breathed a sigh of relief as she bowed to the guards, as she did though, a loud grumble could be heard in her belly, as she quickly returned to a neutral pose, a small fart shot out of her asshole asshole as the guards walked out of sight. "Ahh...I still need the toilet...? I'll have to find one in Stormwind...if I can make it that long..." she said to herself as she looked to the ground in embarrassment. Continuing down the path, she came to a large stone gate, arching over a larger stone bridge, filled with guards...she had reached the human capital Stormwind. And despite the building pressure in her guts, she was wide eyed, as she stared at the statues of heroes that surrounded the bridge, before anxiously looking around at the sheer amount of guards..."Mmm...one of them will figure out what I'm wearing for sure!" She thought to herself as she nervously walked over the bridge, holding her breath all the way. But, to her surprise, no guard said a thing, they simply watched as she passed by. "Pandarens do tend to have large backsides, so perhaps that could be the reason they didn't notice the extra bulge?" Camaki reasoned to herself. Her inner monologue was cut short by a loud BRRAAAAAAP that shot out of her asshole...Camaki blushed a deep red as she shot her hands behind her asscheeks, in an attempt to stop the gas from escaping, but merely squishing the mess she had already made more firmly into her fur...Camaki winced and squirmed, shaking her butt from side to side as she desperately tried to hold it...however... BRAAAAAP PRRRRFT BRAAAT More farts flew out of her soft ass...and she was sure something solid came out...but she had managed to stop most of the storm, as she hastily made her way to the nearest Inn.
  17. Decided since I have the day to myself and I have some writting to do that I would chalenge myself abd see how wet I get.. Feeling kind of desperate already, bladder feels quite full and there is a constant twinge. I had 2 coffees and a glass of water, going on number 2. I have been holding since 7:30 Let me know how you are doing!
  18. "So we need to talk" Kayla said in a forboding manner. "What? Now? We're almost at your parents!" I replied with some concern in my voice. We are on our way to her house so I can meet her mom and two sisters for the first time. We'd only been dating for two months, but she figured it was time for me to meet them, and I did too. "Yes." Kayla replied. "This is important, and we need to talk about it before you meet my family." I heard the concern in her voice and quickly changed my tune. "Of course babe, ok yeah let's talk, what's up?" We were walking through a big public park, with her house maybe another five minutes down the road. We got to a bench right off the path and took a seat. Kayla began. "So, this is kind of a big deal to me, because I didn't want to say anything until I thought we could be serious, until I thought there could be something real between us. And I feel that there is." "I do too! I know we've only been dating two months, but I've loved spending time with you, and I hope you feel the same." "Yes I do Alex! Which is why we need to talk about this right now. This isn't kind of big deal actually, it IS a big deal. About me." I started to get a little worried. Was everything ok? Did she have a condition or something? Or an odd family member? Whatever it is, I'd decided from our first date I wasn't going to judge her about anything, she's my dream girl. "Hey" I said. "Whatever it is, I'm not going to judge. Whatever it is, I don't care, I'm just happy I'm with you and I'm very excited to see our relationship goes, no matter what." She gave me a soft smile in return, but her cheeks still blushed a deep red. Whatever she was about to tell me is something that's very close to her, I'm sure. Kayla continued. "Thank you. Ok here it goes... There's no really easy way to say this, so I'll just say it. I wear diapers." My brain kind of short circuited for a second when I heard that information. I didn't laugh or really do anything for about two seconds when I cought myself, should my head and said : "you wear diapers?" Kayla was still blushing, and I could tell she was trying her hardest to be calm and be steady at this moment. "Yep!" She said with a shrug. "I wear diapers. I have most of my life because I was never potty trained." I kind of short circuited again, but quickly came back. "Ok wait, I want to hear that, but back to the first thing. You wear diapers? Excuse me if I'm too forward right now, but I've stared at your ass before, Ive never noticed any sort of diaper under your clothes!" Kayla laughed and brightened up a bit. "How can you be too forward, I just told you my biggest thing! But yes, I wear diapers! The reason you don't see them is during the day I actually wear pull ups, which are basically as small and quiet as normal underwear, even when I wear leggings." I thought for a second and laughed with her. "Ok, I'll buy that. But to your second point, you were never potty trained??" I may have overdone my exclaim her, because she went back to blushing and spoke with more concern here. "Yeah." Kayla said. "I was never potty trained. You know how it's just been my mom and my sisters growing up? Well it was a very hard childhood for the three of us. She had to care for all three of us being only a year apart each, while also working a full time job. She was able to swing working from home for a little bit when we were babies, but she as she switched jobs and went up the ranks, she went back into the office when we got into school. And so because of all of that, things fell through the cracks. I'm not gonna lie, it was hard. Me and my sisters were neglected in different ways. Missed sports events, missed birthday presents, and for all three of us, she didn't have the time to potty train us. When my older sister was three she briefly ried training, but it just never stuck, she had accidents in her pants all the time. Since she was working 12 hour days while watching us, she decided potty training would have to wait and she just diapers us all the time." I stopped her here. "Ok I mean, I understand all that. I get life is hard in different ways, and I'm so sorry for your hard childhood! But what about when you went to school? When you were 5 or 6 years old?" "Don't apologize!" Kayla said. "I love my mother, we all do. We all know what she's sacrificed for our family and how hard she's worked to give us a good life, so we don't hold it against her. But yeah once we got into grade school, it was aloooot of accidents. Our family was kind of known for it at our old school. There were times where we'd try to potty train ourselves, but it never worked for more than a few days. We were all back in diapers before we knew it. We went through elementary school wearing diapers and pull ups." It was here where I asked a rather pertinent question. "When you say accidents you do mean... Pee and poop?" "Yep, number one and number two!" Kayla said. "In Pre-K and kindergarten we had wet and messy diapers pretty much every day, and our teachers knew. My mom told them it was a family medical condition, so the teachers would change us if they had to. Most of the time though we'd go through the day in our dirty diapers and our mom would change us when we got home." "Ok then, I'm still with you. But what about when you become a tween or a teen? Late elementary or early middle school?" I asked her. "Well," Kayla began. "Pretty soon it went from mom changing us, to us changing ourselves and eachother. Like I said, she really didn't have the free time to help. By the time we were in third grade we knew to bring spare diapers to school for a change when we needed, and to change ourselves if we felt the need to." I stopped her again. "Felt the need to? Would you not change yourself as soon as you felt wet?" Kayla blushed a deep red again. "Ok well, here's probably the most important part. Since our mom was away from us so much, and since me and my sisters all weren't potty trained, we all kind of developed a sort of dependency on the diapers. Call it a trauma response, call it a developmental issue, I don't care. Not being potty trained was something we shared and grew with together, and to help ourselves out, we saw it as a positive thing instead of a negative. And we'll..." Kayla trailed off and looked away. I grabbed her hand. "Hey, I'm still with you. No judgement from me, remember?" She gave me another smile, but she blushed harder than ever. "Oh fuck it. Once we were teenagers, 13, 14, 15 years old, this diaper dependency turned sexual as well." She said almost with a whisper. "Sexual?" I asked back. "Yes, sexual!" She said louder. "Being diapered our whole lives turned into us enjoying wetting and messing ourselves! So sometimes we wouldn't change ourselves right Away since it felt good to us!" Kayla was almost crying at this point, as if she was expecting me to turn and run. But I wasn't. "Hey hey hey, I hear you! I'm still not judging! I can't imagine what this has all been for you, but I'm not judging! I'm still here!" Kayla choked down a cry and looked at me. "You're not grossed out?" "No, I'm not grossed out at all." As a matter of fact, I was turned on as hell, because I also happen to have a wetting and messing fettish, but I didn't find the time to mention that yet. Kayle smiled again, and continued. "So yeah, my sister's and I learned to change ourselves pretty early on, and we all developed a diaper wetting and messing fetish because of it all." "So what happened next?" I asked her. "Well" she said. "This is when we moved. For my freshman year, ally's 8th grade year and Sophie's 10th grade year, we moved out here and started at this high school. So because of that, we were all.sbke to start fresh. No one knows about us wearing diapers, we've gotten so good at hiding it. We all wear pullups during the day like I said, because while we can't really hold our pee at all, we can usually make it until we get home for a poop. But not always." "Ahhh, it makes sense now." I said. Kayla continued. "Yeah, we all just change right when we get home into a fresh diaper. Sometimes we'll have pooped the wet pullups on the way home, sometimes not. More often then not we'll all poop our diapers maybe an hour or two after we get home, and spend the evening in them until one more chance until bed time." She stopped, was about to say something else, but just looked at me and smiled.for a second. "So yeah, that's pretty much it." Kayla said. "We all wear diapers. It's an open household, so you're gonna see it when you meet them, I told them I was gonna tell you beforehand. Sometimes we wear pants, sometimes it's easier not to." I laughed. "Yeah I would imagine!" "So... You're still here, you're not running away screaming and calling me gross. What're your thoughts?" "So you're wearing a pull-up right now?" I asked. "Yep!" She said with a smile. She then pulled down her leggings about half an inch on one of her hips, revealing a multi-colored pull-up underneath. "Is it wet right now?" I asked her as well. "Yep again!" She said. "I pee my pullups every day. And I rarely change them at school, like I said it's a turn on for me, it makes me all hot inside knowing I'm walking around everyone in a wet diaper." She said with a whisper. I looked away, as if in thought, and she stared at me expectantly. "It IS really hot you know." I said to her. "Wait, what??" She said. "Yeah, that's hot as hell Kayla. I think this diaper wearing, wetting and messing is incredibly attractive, and I'm so happy you told me!" I said to her. She looked at me with the biggest smile and with tears in her eyes. "Oh Alex!!" She came in for a really big hug and we laughed in each other's arms. At the end she gave me a very quick kiss on the lips. Our first kiss. We both stopped and just looked stunned for a second, but then smiled again. I then stood up. "So let's go meet your family!" I said. "Yes, let's!" Kayla replied. We walked the last five minutes to her house, talking all about her and her diapers. I learned that in addition to peeing and pooping in them, she also orgasms in her diapers at least once a day. I also learned she's peed in every single class she's ever had, and pooped in nearly all of them. She apparently has a secret trick to use some extra strength hand sanitizer everytime she pees or poops. The scent apparently masks her movements very well, and she's yet to be caught at the high school. "Ok we're here!" She Said. "Are you ready?" "Absolutely!" I replied. She opened the door. We walked into the main entryway of her house. Directly to our right, her mom and two sisters were sitting watching TV. All three of them immediately got up to greet us. "Hello!" All three of them said in unison. "Mom, ally, Sophie, this is Alex!" Kayla said with a very proud smile. "Hi Alex!" Her mom said. She approached me first. I held out my hand, but we ended up in a greeting huh instead. "It's so nice to meet you! We've heard so much about you!" She said. "And so handsome too!" She said, turning to Kayla. This time it was my turn to blush! As her mom stepped over to talk to Kayla, I head another "Hi Alex!" This was a short, blond haired girl who I assumed was ally. She was wearing a tank top with no bra underneath (I could tell because her nipples were VERY prominently pointing out at me). She also has on an EXTEMELY soiled diaper. It was a dark yellow color all the way up the front, and as she walked it heavily sagged back and forth, indicating a nice hefty load was sitting in the back of her diaper. Ally hugged me as well. "It's good to meet you!" I said to her. "So Kayla hasn't scared you off with all of this huh!" Ally said, gesturing her arms to everyone. But before I could respond, she also stepped back, allowing room for Sophie to come in for a hug. "Hi!" We said in unison. Sophie was wearing a t shirt, and some cotton booty shorts. I wasn't able to tell if there was a mess I. Her pull ups, but I'm pretty positive she'd prefer in them already because she had a rather wet crotch, as marked by a much darker gusset than the rest of her pants. "Yeah, you're sticking around with Kayla huh??" Sophie asked. They all now stood back and looked at me expectantly, to say something about the obvious. I chose my words carefully. "Why would I not stick around Kayla?? She's told me *all* about you all, you guys sound wonderful! Thank you so much for inviting me into your home!" I said all this as I put my arm around Kayla. My emphasis on *all* seems to have gotten the message across that I am a-ok with their bathroom habits and diaper wearing, and they were all ecstatic. Ally jumped for joy and clapped. "Oh yay I'm so glad! You're the first boyfriend of the family!" I blushed again, as Sophie gave me a big smile and a wink as well. "Let's all go have dinner, there's pizza in the oven now!" Her mom finally said. We all then turned to walk towards the kitchen. I let her family lead the way because I didn't know where I was going. But this also allowed to get another look at the three sisters' rear ends. Ally's incredibly saggy diaper was mesmerizing, mainly because I had no idea how it was staying up! It looked like a mountain of poop was in the back of her diaper. It swayed heavily back and forth between her legs, and she naturally walked with a bowlegged gait because of it. It must have sagged down at least two inches more than if it were a clean diaper. As for Sophie, hers was mesmerizing in a while different way. Namely, that I could figure out her situation! I could still see that the crotch of her shorts was wet, or at least just a different color, but it wasn't super obvious. And I couldn't really see any poop bulge, or any bulge at all for that matter, leading me to believe she had on a pull-up just like Kayla did. Speaking of which... "You guys go ahead and get dinner ready, I'm gonna go run up and change quick!" Kayla said, turning towards the stairs. "Here I'll come help you!" Ally said, running up the stairs with her. The excessive bouncing was an incredible site... Her overfull diaper shook and crinkled loudly step by step. It moved in all directions, even sagging so much that you could see ever so slightly *into* her diaper. My extended look at ally's rear end was caught by Sophie and their mother, but they didn't say anything as we walked into the kitchen, just smiled. "Want anything to drink?" Her mom asked me. "Water is fine for me, thank you!" I replied, leaning against a counter. Sophie began setting the table, but was staring at me almost the whole time. As her mom handed me the drink I said, "you have a lovely home!" "Aw Thank you!" She said. "I know this must be a whole lot for you Alex, how're you doing?" Sophie paused and held the last plate in her hands, waiting for me to answer. "You must be referring to..." I gestured in a way that signified the obvious. "To be completely honest, it doesn't phase me at all. Kayla told me the whole story, I have no judgement for her or any of you whatsoever. I have siblings and relatives who are in diapers, so I'm not stranger. And plus, I'm truly enjoying all of you!" Their mom gave me a look of impression and approval, while Sophie blushed and finished setting the table. Her mom continued, "Yeah, I know it's pretty unorthodox. But we all did our best, and this is just how things turned out. I always said we could try potty training again later, but once the girls began changing themselves, the diapers just stuck. So I though, why fight it? When they're happy, I'm happy." "Makes sense to me!" I replied. "Kayla is just fantastic, and learning this about her just makes me want to get to know her even more!" I said, perhaps sharing too much. Sophie stole a glance my way, but neither of them said anything. Before the silence turned awkward, Kayla and Ally headed back down the stairs and into the kitchen. Ally walked through first in her soaking wet and full diaper. And Kayla walked behind, stopping in the doorway, looking at me expectantly. She had the same shirt she was wearing, as well as the grey leggings she was wearing before, but now she had on a big white diaper. I could tell because this time the bulge was obvious underneath her leggings, plus some of it was sticking out the top the waistband. I was awestruck, as it was the most adorable and attractive thing I'd ever seen. "Hey there!" I said as she looked at me smiling. I walked over and put my arm around her. "Ready for some pizza?" "I sure am!" She said back. "They didn't scare you off, did they??" Gesturing towards her mom and Sophie. "Oh please!" Sophie said. "If he hasn't left already, what could we have said that would have made him run for the hills!" We all broke out in laughter as her mom cut the pizza. We took our seats and began chatting with one another. I sat next to Kayla, while her mom say at the far end of the table. Ally say directly across from me, and Sophie next to her. "Ally, are you sure you don't need a change before we eat?" Their mom asked. "I said the same thing upstairs! Ally that thing is FULL!" Ally blushed, but spoke with confidence: "hey now, I know there's more to come, I don't want to waste a diaper!" Sophie chimed in, "girl that things about to fall right off you, how is it a waste?" "Because I don't want to waste this on a new diaper!" She retorted back. It was then ally stood up from the table and bent over. I couldn't believe my eyes, but she began pooping even more! We all heard a rather loud fart, followed by the tell-tale crinkle of poop moving into her diaper. From my angle I could see her diaper sag *even lower* than it already was. The fresh mess settled into the bottom of ally's diaper, and the tapes keeping it up now seemed to stretch to their limits. The legholes now had daylight shining through them as they weight of her poop dragged the diaper down. I could even see a few poop marks, but nothing too extreme. "Ahhhhhh!..." Ally said. "Damn ally, what'd you eat today!" Kayla said. "Yeah girl that's a crazy amount of shit in you! Well... Out of you!" Sophie added with a laugh. "No idea!" Ally replied. "But trust me... I don't mind at all!" Ally plopped back down in her seat, and the look on her face said it all: she was in ecstasy. Her cheeks were flush, her nipples sticking out even farther than before, and her left hand was in a fist, as if she was trying to keep it together. Yeah, she was very much turned on, and probably trying to keep an orgasm at bay, at least for the time being. "Well now that that's over, why don't we dig in!" Their mom said. We began to eat the pizza and just have a great time together. I learned a few more things about the family. Like how their mom never remarried after their dad left them, how she has no problems with her daughters diaper habits, and how all three girls like to do their business. Ally is obviously an open book, she'll let you know she's dropping a load if you couldn't hear it already. Sophie meanwhile was the more reserved on. She never held anything back, but she was good at hiding it if she wanted to. Plus, she seemed to be more modest on the whole anyway. Kayla was a happy medium, going whenever the feeling hit her, making a show of it when she wanted, or keeping it to herself if she wanted as well. The other thing I learned is that this really is a sex positive household. Being that it's a house of only women, their mom raised them in a different way. She's a rather progressive woman, so she gave her daughters the freedom to explore things as they wanted. They said that's partly where their affinity for diapers came from. With that, I also learned clothing is largely optional in the house. The mom usually will have shorts and a top on, but not always. But as for the girls, diapers and nothing else was the norm. Shirts and pants would be on and off here and there, but the house being all girls meant none of them felt the need to cover up. Tonight they all had tops on to keep me comfortable, as well as to gauge if I was a creep or not (my words, not theirs.) I feel like I'm passing in the not-a-creep department, but only time will tell if they're brave enough to go topless around a man in their home. I figured there's different levels to that as well. Like with ally, I figured she was about to jump right out of her top. It left little to be desired anyway, with her pointy nipples sticking out like she was smuggling candy corn. Sophia said she usually keeps a bra on but rarely has a shirt, so this must have been an odd night for her as well. Kayla though, she was still trying the hardest to gauge my reaction to all of this. We'd only been dating two months, but I think she thinks she still has to maintain some sort of normalcy for my sake. Weather I'm right or wrong, it certainly helped ease my way into their family. About half way into dinner was when I noticed the next sister have their way with their diaper. Ally was still happily sitting in her massive mess, occasionally rocking herself in it here and there (in what I thought was an effort to rub herself off, but I couldn't be sure.) But Sophie was more or less acting normal the whole night. That is until, ally was going on about some sort of story. It was here where I caught sophie sort of sit up straight and relax herself with a deep breath. I couldn't hear anything over ally's voice, but I was sure Sophie was peeing her pull-up! Her posture gave it away. She slowly relaxed her shoulders, and had a very glossed-over look on her face, as if the feeling of emptying her bladder was washing over her. If my suspicions of her wet pants were correct from before, then I should see a tell tale sign of wetness right about now. I pretended to knock my fork off the table in order to get a glimpse of her crotch. This time I didn't linger, but I didn't have to. As I reached down for my fork, I looked at her crotch and saw a waterfall of pee overflowing from her pants and out over the edge of her chair. It was quiet as it fell onto the carpet, but it was certainly obvious. The gusset of her shorts was entirely a different color now, as I'm sure was the butt of her pants. I figured she must have overfilled her pull-up, seeing as how it was wet before as well. Once back up at the table, I saw Sophie staring directly at me with a smirk. I froze, but Sophie game me a wink before looking away. No one else was any the wiser, so I resumed listening to ally's story. Ten minutes later, we all decided to clean up dinner and head to the living room to talk some more. Ally plopped down on the couch with her legs sprawled wide open and her arms out. With her tank top, it seemed like her boobs were gonna pop right out the sides! They stayed hidden though, just barely so. Her diaper though, liked more soiled than ever before. I had sat in a couch directly across from her, and I could see how some of the poop had ridden up into her crotch, which was now a mixture of brown and yellow. She gave me a wink as well when she caught me staring, forcing me to try and look away. Sophie them sat down next to her, making no effort to hide her now very wet bottom. I could also see her pull up sagging in her crotch, as it was now fully saturated with her pee. It was an incredible site to see. Kayla took a seat next to me and covered us up under a blanket. Tonight was game night at their house, so we got started with some charades. The game was going well for a few minutes, when I suddenly heard a soft gasp come from Kayla. I looked over her, only to see her still paying attention to the game, albeit with a very red face. Before I even had time to think about it, Kayla grabbed my hand and put it in her crotch. I *instantly* felt the warm rush if pee flowing into her diaper. Her whole crotch was warm as my palmed rested in between her legs. The slow, soft ripple I felt was unlike anything I had felt before. While this was happening I was utterly shocked. It was all I could do to just stare into space and not draw any attention to myself. Kayle meanwhile, she's a pro at this. She was still laughing and actively engaging in the game while she peed and held my hand in her crotch. Her pee lasted maybe 30 seconds before it tapered off. Towards the end, I could even feel her leggings get a little moist. The diaper hadn't leaked, this was no pull-up after all, but the saturation in the diaper made the outside of it a little wet, and therefore made her leggings a little damp and dark as well. She gave my hand a squeeze once she finished, and placed it back on my leg. I finally snapped out of my trance and got back into the charades, but it was very difficult! My mind was scrambling. How could I get so lucky? This was the best night of my life! Right after this though, I was given another treat from ally. It seems that her horniness had gotten the best of her, because I could tell she was openly masturbating as her mom tried to do a charade. She wasn't straight up fingering herself, but she was rhythmically running the front of her diaper, not caring if I or anyone else saw her. She was a pro at this too though, because she was also still taking part in the game. But when she had a moment to breathe however, she finished herself off. She closed her eyes for about twenty seconds, sped up her running, and had a glorious orgasm. She bucker her hips multiple times, and seemed to hold back what would have been a very powerful grunt. I think she squirted as well, as I saw her soiled diaper get even wetter still towards the end. Once she opened her eyes, she was looking directly at me, as I looked directly at her. Neither of us looked away for about three seconds, before ally finally got up. "Ok guys, I finally need to go shower and change, are we about done here?" She asked. "Wait let me get one last one in!" Kayla exclaimed. "All right, hop to it sis!" Ally said back. Kayla got up, pulled her card, and began acting out her charade. We all began shouting out words at her in an attempt to guess, but none of us could get it. It eventually devolved into us just shouting nonsense, causeing us all to break out in hysterical laughter! Kayla was laughing so hard it was adorable. But then, it was downright sexy. She was hunched over, holding one hand over her mouth and one on her hip when she suddenly exclaimed: "Oh my God!" None of us broke our laughter, but all of our attention was squarely on her now. She was turned to the side, so I could see her butt, and I already knew where this was going. We all suddenly heard a loud fart from her rear end, and this only caused all four of us to laugh even harder. With the hard laughter, Kayla pushed out a poop into her diaper with such force, it's like she instantly grew a tail. The crinkles kept going, letting us all know she was still pooping. It all settled into the back of her roomy diaper quite nicely, making her leggings stick out and down at least two inches. It was perhaps the sexiest thing I had ever seen. "I think that's enough for charades!" Their mom said through fits of laughter. "I think that's enough of my diaper too!" Kayla added. We all broke out in even more laughter, seemingly unable to stop. I can't wait to come back to Kayla's house as soon as possible!!
  19. Im looking for a video, I think i saw it last on thisvid. Its an amateur one and its staged because they forgot to cut the part where they say action but its still really good . It has 2 women who are getting ready for a party and one of them makes a comment they have too go to the bathroom, and then they “go” in their diaper instead. She reveals she’s wearing a diaper and the other woman tries on one and also “goes”. On has a black dress and the other has a red dress? Please help me find it!
  20. Version 14

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    I found this game on here but it's an older version so I'm uploading the newest one. Here is the developer's Patreon if you want to check it out and suport them https://www.patreon.com/ABDLCheeks BUG WARNING: I and a few others have been having issues where the game freezes after you talk with the mom in the beginning. If you have this problem go to the Pause Menu, Bug, Skip Opening. You will have to restart your game for the work around to work.
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  21. Not sure if this is the correct place to post, or if it's ok to post it at all... I am looking forward to get home from work and start filling up my bladder... 🤩 Planning some lovely hours desperation while beeing diapered. I would love to go online with a female into desperation and bladder control, or a female into holding, and bursting... Lets have a drinking-, pee- and holding challenge together. Voice chat and cam.... Send me some words if you feel for playing ❤️
  22. So I decided to try adult pullups from the grocery store. Felt like there were few people there in the early hours of the morning and got brave. It was perfect timing because i was coming off a night shift and wanted to sleep without having to get up. The fit was not as tight as the goodnights obviously but in a way I think i prefer the snug fit, its more comfortable and discrete so sometimes I wear them while i run errands. Goodnights however leak very easily if im lying down and there is no chance I can release a full wetting freely, i have a pretty strong flow and decent sized bladder. To make sure I was able to test it I drank a fair amount of water, put my pjs on and went to bed. Sure enough I had to go right as I was about to drift off. After taking a couple breaths I relaxed enough to let go, it was going well and I could feel the warmth spreading around me but after a while a tiny leak occured. Not enough to wet through my pjs fortunately so I repositioned and let the flow go this time with no care at all, feeling the relief of my bladder and the warm pee surounding my body was amazing. It surprisingly held up, but just, it was very full... I figured I had to share so when I got up I started writting this still sitting in my soaked warm pullup
  23. Hello Everyone, it's been a while since my last contribution here. There was a lot going on in my real life. However in the meantime I've started to go fully omorashi. First there were some days of "no toilet usage", then becoming weeks and nowadays I'm nearly not using my toilets at all. I've nearly used up my stock of pull-ups, however lately I prefer to just pee my pants. This does torn me on more than using pull-ups. I think it's this "Yes, pull-ups are meant to be peed in. My jeans aren't - this is naughtier." I've been doing this for several weeks now and managed to find some rhythm for myself. Since it's quite cold where I now live, I'm always wearing thick long underwear beneath my normal pants. And since I'm working in homeoffice all the time, sometimes I wear jeans but most of the time I wear comfy joggers over my underwear. The layers I'm normally wearing are fully capable of taking a whole days worth of pee without leaking. My typical day is like: - Get up, being SUPER desperate, managing to reach the shower and let go in whatever I was wearing for bed - Having a shower, dressing up in several layers (mostly two pairs of boxer briefs, these very thick long underwear and some pants) - Normally drinking throughout the day, no pee breaks, enduring the building desperation while working, cooking, eating, doing things like laundry etc. - Sometime between late afternoon and the late evening I'm going to have an accident in my pants. I try to hold as long as I can and there's always this point where I just decide to not fight anymore and give in. - Peeling off my wet clothes, dressing for bed, going to bed. However in the last few days there were quite some variations. Unforseen variations I'd like to say. Some days ago in the very early morning (the sun was not up yet) I was drifting betweet asleep and kind of awake, hardly realising where I was. In my dream-state I noticed I had to pee. And getting used to just go into my pants kind of altered my thinking. So in my dream-state I debated with myself, whether I just should go into my pants now - resulting in actually peeing a little into my pants lying in my bed, before realising there's no protection and I don't want to ruin my mattress. But this was such an incredibly hot situation, that I had three superb orgasms before even getting up this day, enjoying the daring dampness between my legs (and the circumstances it was created). Another day last week I was in the basement doing some laundry, when there was someone at the staircase (I'm now living in a house, where several times a day there are people visiting the other inhabitants here). I knew that she would be there, but I thought she would come later. This day she was early. And I had to pee badly. I even didn't realise HOW badly I had to pee, when I went down. I just realised when I heard someone is upstairs and I was putting clothes into the washing machine. It was so bad, when I hurried to finish preparing the washing machine to rush upstairs into my appartment, I could not hold it and lost some drops into my pants, fidgeting with the machine. So now I was kind of trapped. Because I was wearing quite bright pants this day, and the wet spot, however small it was, was absolutely visible. So I had to wait in the basement until I was sure, there was noone left upstairs I had to pass on my way to safety. It normally takes her about half an hour. I debated with myself whether I could dare rushing past. But I did not want to be seen with wet pants. So I retreated further into the bowels of this house to avoid detection and tried to fight the monster desperation. However only minutes after changing my location and hiding I lost the fight and totally pissed myself. And only some minutes later I heard the door closing, knowing the coast was clear. This was absolutely exciting. I kept my wet pants on for the rest of the evening, before changing for bed. And I've rewet them several times during the evening. And this morning was another very special encounter... since some days I notice that I'm increasingly desperate after getting up. Each day it seems to be a little more urgent than the day before. Normally I get up, put on some pants, fetch all my clothes I want to wear for the day, leave my bedroom in the attic and have to go downstairs into my appartement (yes, it's a little complicated here). On this way downstairs there's always the possibility to meet someone. It never happened yet, but you never know. On several occasions I've lost the first drops while going downstairs or unlocking my appartement, mere seconds before being safe. Today however I got up and within seconds my desperation jumped from like 6 to 9.999. I tried to fetch my clothes for the day as fast as I could, looked for some joggers to wear for my way downstairs, knowing, that these would most probably not remain dry, when I absolutely could not stop some drops escaping my body. I really, really tried to stop it, but I could now. I was leaking into my boxers, leaving smalls spots on my carpet. And since I didn't want to have a puddle in my bedroom, I rushed to the toilet next to my bedroom (I hardly use this toilet at all, but obviously it's good it's there, just in case), leaving an obvious trail of wetness, before jumping into the small shower and letting go while squatting. Hell, this was a real accident and didn't go as planned at all. I was so turned on I decided it was time to share my experiences with you. And today is the first day since many weeks I've put on one of my last pull-ups. Which was a good decision, because after going to the letterbox I had hardly closed the door when again some pee escaped me. If I had not put on the pull-up, I would have been standing there with a huge wet spot between my legs. I'm a little curious about how this day will transpire and what will happen tonight. Maybe I'll put some towels on my mattress, just in case. Another incident happened before christmas. I was meeting an old friend in the next big city (about one hour trip with my car). I had planned to maybe have some fun on my way back later that evening or maybe after coming home so I didn't pee before leaving and arrived already a little desperate. I intentionally had put on pitch-black jeans over my thick underwear, knowing that they would mostly hide whatever might happen. Though I absolutely did not plan to wet myself within a huge crowd of people, yet with a friend next to me who doesn't know anything about my kink. We walking around a little, talking very much and drinking some hot chocolate (since I had to drive, I didn't have alcohol of course). And during the evening I was becoming increasingly desperate. When I arrived I was at like a 5, but I neared a definite 9 after some hours. So I was glad, when it was time to say goodbye and I was finally able to return to my car. Because it's really hard to get a parking place in this city, I had parked my car on the other side of the river and came across the bridge by feet. So I had to go over this long bridge again to reach my car. And it was really cold and a little stormy. So after leaving the warm crowd of people and climbing the stairs onto the bridge it was very chilly, giving me shivers and pressing upon my bladder like there suddenly was an anvil in my stomach. I tried to walk as natural as possible and really tried to hold it, while crossing the river. It took me about ten minutes to cross the bridge, luckily without any accident (maybe some very little drops might have escaped me). But when I decended the stairs on the other side of the bridge, and there was absolutely noone around now, my body seemed to decide it was time to go. So the first real spurt escaped into my crotch, soaking it. I continued to decend the stairs as naturally as possible and after reaching the bottom, I chose to walk behind the bridges pillar instead of in front of it, where the street was. And as soon as I was behind that pillar, in the middle of the huge parking lot, I just spread my legs and totally flooded my pants. It was dark and there were no streetlights around, so I felt relatively safe. Nevertheless if there had been anyone in one of these many many cars, they could have seen me, just stopping, standing there in the darkness, slightly spreading my legs, looking down at me and then walking to my car. I was drenched. It was so much piss, I could not believe it. But as I said, all these layers were able to completely absorb everyhing, keeping my socks and shoes dry. I put a towel onto my seat to try to protect it and started my one hour drive home, looking forward to releasing my arousal as soon as I got back into my appartement. There have been quite another close calls, basement wettings and even an intentional total wetting in my bedroom, before going downstairs. However I have the feeling there might add up some real accidents in the future and if you like I'll let you participate in it within this post. 🙂 On another note: I've been thinking a lot about my life lately. And I'm so absorbed in my omorashi-addiction, that I have identified this as the main reason for being single these days. Since I would not want to hide this side of me and didn't find a girl I could share this with. But I enjoy it soooo much living this way, this seems to be the price... keep calm and pee your pants. C
  24. So, this is my first time sharing like this here, but I just hope this experience is one you all enjoy hearing about. This started around 2am, earlier in the evening I'd worn a pull up, wet it, took it off, you know usual stuff, but decided I could do without a fresh one since I only have a limited supply left. I decided to stay up watching netflix, and was enjoying it, as well as a drink, which without even noticing I had instinctively put into my baby bottle and was happily suckling the rubber teat. And that's when I realised that the almost litre of juice I'd drank had passed through, I had to pee. But the baby bottle had brought me into a half little state of mind I suppose, I was still happily watching my netflix and wasn't exactly little, but the thought of facing the dark hallway and using the big girl potty was too much, I wanted my comfy bed and my netflix and my bottle, I was safer in my room. so I gave in and grabbed a pull up from the drawer, already dribbling a little as I unfuldrd it and slipped it on, usually I take my time doing this, savoring how luxurious and comforting the material feels on my bare skin, but I had no time, throughout my diaper wearing I have trained and conditioned myself, using a few hypnos and lot of practice, so that once I'm in a diaper or pull up my bladder pretty much goes back onto automatic, it does mean in my everyday life I can't hold my pee very long but I love how as soon as I put one on, I am able to just absent mindedly dribble and wet (I am working on messing! I really hope to mess myself soon!!) it wasn't long before my dribble made way to a stream, then a warm flood into the thick pull up, which I am still wearing (as I write this now, it's only 2:31am) luckily I know this brand and how much this bad boy will hold, I just love the slightly swollen, wet sponge like material between my legs and how it feels to be happily sat in my own pee. I intend to sleep in this pull up diaper tonight, as I said my supply is limited and so this isn't coming off until its so full it leaks. I haven't slept in a diaper for a while so this is really exciting for me, and honestly I'm considering taking a risk tomorrow, I have a University lecture, and I'm considering wearing a diaper in there, maybe even wetting during my lecture. thoughts? update since my post hasn't been approved just yet! it's currently 4:29 am and I can't sleep, the diaper I was wearing got changed about ten minutes ago, it was full completely, I have already done some dribbles onto my new one and have two left, my plan? I'm not wasting this. if I am in a mostly dry pull up by the time tk get dressed, I'm wearing it to University like it or not. I'm very excited about this, they're not obviously or too crinkly so I think they're gonna be ok in public!
  25. Wondering if anyone has or knows any videos in which a girl announces when she’s peeing by saying “I’m peeing” or “I’m still going” or something similar. Please feel free to share on this thread.
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