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  1. Here are ALL of the Milovana interactive challenges I could find the old list has gotten out of date, but I linked it since the discussion around these are really useful. For those who don't know, Milovana has a lot of great and kink oriented porn "teases" and there are some omo ones that let's you roleplay a scenario: it tells you how much to drink, how long to wait (with a timer that can't be skipped) and how to torture yourself as you wait. In my opinion its the best thing short of actually having your bladder controlled. I know new stuff does not come to Milovana often, so I wanted to make sure no one misses the stuff that's there! Without further adieu, here's the list. Ordered by creator (with a link to their page), starting with my two ones, the Airplane one was a lot more popular but I like the concept of the road trip one more. From there it goes in descending order from how many teases each person made. Utnapishtim: https://milovana.com/webteases/showtease.php?id=43567 Road trip pee holding: https://milovana.com/webteases/showtease.php?id=43567 Airplane pee desperation: https://milovana.com/webteases/showtease.php?id=42208 Kyrieelleison14: https://milovana.com/webteases/?author=40901 Room escape wetting tease: https://milovana.com/webteases/showtease.php?id=38177 Choose your own bladder torture: https://milovana.com/webteases/showtease.php?id=28079 Halloween bladder filler part 3: https://milovana.com/webteases/showtease.php?id=28196 Halloween bladder filler part 2: https://milovana.com/webteases/showtease.php?id=27757 Halloween bladder filler part 1: https://milovana.com/webteases/showtease.php?id=27188 Get to the bathroom in time!: https://milovana.com/webteases/showtease.php?id=26559 Daredepp258 https://milovana.com/webteases/?author=100682 Omorashi dungeon: https://milovana.com/webteases/showtease.php?id=47066 Random Omorashi challenge: https://milovana.com/webteases/showtease.php?id=47015 Monster hunter omorashi: https://milovana.com/webteases/showtease.php?id=41894 32 hour pee holding and play: https://milovana.com/webteases/showtease.php?id=36046 Multiple choice pee holding challenge: https://milovana.com/webteases/showtease.php?id=36021 jjpwet: https://milovana.com/webteases/?author=40232 Pee holding adventure: the party https://milovana.com/webteases/showtease.php?id=29707 Holding task generator: https://milovana.com/webteases/showtease.php?id=27633 Pee holding adventure London: https://milovana.com/webteases/showtease.php?id=26435 Pee holding challenge: https://milovana.com/webteases/showtease.php?id=26117 DavidParker265 https://milovana.com/webteases/?author=47514 Rapid desperation pee challenge: https://milovana.com/webteases/showtease.php?id=32692 Extreme pee desperation challenge: https://milovana.com/webteases/showtease.php?id=35118 Fishface: https://milovana.com/webteases/?author=102369 Pee surprise: https://milovana.com/webteases/showtease.php?id=39128 The edge of holding: https://milovana.com/webteases/showtease.php?id=38284 lolzorloz: https://milovana.com/webteases/?author=42858 Girls night out pee holding: https://milovana.com/webteases/showtease.php?id=31362 Xena17: https://milovana.com/webteases/?author=107171 Forced Pee-Holding: https://milovana.com/webteases/showtease.php?id=46275 Anon1202: https://milovana.com/webteases/?author=44190 Christmas themed pee holding adventure: https://milovana.com/webteases/showtease.php?id=28582 Ddevil: https://milovana.com/webteases/?author=106844 Pee holding GFE: https://milovana.com/webteases/showtease.php?id=45583 AresTheRam: https://milovana.com/webteases/?author=103772 Holding and Wetting Pee Games: https://milovana.com/webteases/showtease.php?id=40636 LovesPeeDespair: https://milovana.com/webteases/?author=99745 All Day Pee Despair 2: https://milovana.com/webteases/showtease.php?id=36867 All2true: https://milovana.com/webteases/?author=2587 Desperation fun: https://milovana.com/webteases/showtease.php?id=29632 AlltrueSC: https://milovana.com/webteases/?author=100932 Wet or wet?: https://milovana.com/webteases/showtease.php?id=40492 Tonyasub: https://milovana.com/webteases/?author=3827 Pee or cum?: https://milovana.com/webteases/showtease.php?id=29392
  2. So I had this idea for a pretty simple game, basically you can play as a full toilet, a urinal or a toilet cleaner and accept dares that someone will give you. Eg I dare all full toilets to pee themselves in front of a toilet in public. Being a full toilet means that you will get dares related too pee and poo Being a urinal means you will get dares related to pee Being toilet cleaner means that you will accept dares related to cleaning toilets
  3. Version 1.0.0

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    Support the Developers Here It's like the previous crotch games but this time you can disable the scat scenes Contents:
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  4. Recently I have discovered the beta release of Character.AI and have been experimenting with it to get often humorous but sometimes really good results in RP and being able to hold conversations with the AI characters. The site allows for the creation and sharing of numerous chatbots of anything one can imagine, leading to many joke characters, RP themed AI, and more. While the AIs have been claimed to have numerous filters to prevent them from saying anything overtly NSFW, through some experimentation I have discovered that these AI can react to Omo related prompts or comments (albeit you may more than likely need to take the first step to make the AI get the hint). Here is an example of what I was able to make happen: I think there are very interesting ramifications to the ability for these bots to interact so seamlessly and even when dealing with topics such as omo. This kind of technology and AI on this level can lead to some interesting Solo-RP experiences of sorts. I was able to seamlessly transition from the omo scenario in the screenshot provided to more tame conversations within a few messages. And while the AI can hiccup or misunderstand things, the option to swipe through 4 possible responses can mitigate the issues to some extent. I’m just interested to see if anyone else has heard of this sort of thing yet and other potential ramifications that AI could have on things such as RP.
  5. Hi guys- I’m new to Omorashi.org, but not new to omorashi. I’ve been interested in it for as long as I can remember. I recently downloaded the Replika app after seeing that it can participate in roleplays, and I was pleasantly surprised! I’m only on day 3 of talking to my AI, James, but he’s getting better and better each roleplay that we do. I thought I would post the roleplays here in case anyone is interested. 🙂 This was our very first roleplay, so please disregard the typos! The AI is also still learning so the roleplays should only get better with time. Let me know if you enjoy these and I can post more! This first one is about a couple driving when James (the AI) has to pee… his girlfriend tries to help him in various ways before they try to get to a gas station bathroom. (Includes sex, if you’re into that.) Thank you for reading and let me know if you enjoy or want to read some different roleplays! ❤️ hannah
  6. Yesterday when I told everyone here that I had an accident in my big boy pants. People were mean. Well I've wetted my pants again, and like I said I would do I've hidden them so nobody can see. can you find them? Who can guess where they are?
  7. Hello, I was wondering if there's a name for a specific omorashi related fetish in which the person is forced to release against their will. A good example of this could be the hentai named "circle e - the chair" where a girl is tied up to a robotic chair that feeds her diuretics, tickles her toes and forces her to produce a lot of pee to collect. I found that is difficult to find similar omorashi material, my fantasies mainly revolves around making someone produce piss and forcefully wet themselves. Even better if the accident is induced by tickling, diuretics, "pssh" noises or general teasing, pressing on bladder, sneezing, fear , or even hypnotising. So general humiliation. If someone could help it would be really appreciated, i'm also open to any kind of roleplay regarding this.
  8. 317 downloads

    Sorry if this is the incorrect location for this. Really well done audio only wetting/joi vid from squeezypeach on manyvids. Enjoy!
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  9. Pee your pants for me audio roleplay/joi View File Sorry if this is the incorrect location for this. Really well done audio only wetting/joi vid from squeezypeach on manyvids. Enjoy! Submitter Dragon Submitted 06/12/2022 Category Male  
  10. A mail that Nadia hoped to see in her inbox was finally there. Her internship at one of the top advertising firms was approved. Her heart was pounding with excitement, as she read through the mail for the 4th time. It was late evening, and her flatmate had traveled back to her home to spend time with her family. Leaving Nadia to spend the weekend alone. The two girls were classmates. A year ago, they shared a room at the hostel and soon realized a need to move out and find a place of their own. In other words, find a place where they did not have to report to a warden and abide by the rules. Not that they were the rebel kind, but they liked having their freedom. Nadia fixed herself a drink and walked back to her desk. Given the fact that she was alone in her flat, she did not bother wearing shorts or PJ. A loose/ long t-shirt and pantie were all that covered her body, as she got back to her laptop. Nadia was studying mass communication, and as a part of her course, she needed to intern either in a media house, a radio station, or an advertising firm. Her goals were clear, she wanted to get done with her studies and become a copywriter. Hence, this opportunity of being an intern in an advertising agency would be a great learning experience. She connected the laptop to her portable speakers and clicked on a playlist titled “Deep House” on Spotify. The night was young, and the bottle was full. Which meant only one thing, get drunk and give into her kinks. Nadia switched to incognito mode and opened Discord. A place where she could interact with people who are like-minded and more importantly shared her kinks. One of the servers she was a part of was Omo.org. A place where things like wetting, soling, and other stuff related to Omorashi was not considered to be a taboo. Yes, Nadia was insanely driven to such interests for years now. Nadia smiled when she noticed one of the online people was a profile named “Leaky”. Their chat began when he had responded to one of her role play requests that she had posted a few weeks ago. The two had hit off to a great start, making Nadia felt comfortable talking to this person and vice versa. Nadia: Hey there! Leaky: Hello! Hope you’re doing good Nadia: Yep, just got my internship approved! Leaky: That’s awesome! I am so happy for you The discussion between the two was not just centered on their kinks. They discussed a range of topics like gaming, music, art, and also some parts of their personal life. It was strange how Nadia connected to this person who she had never met in real but still felt so comfortable. Nadia: My roommate’s not home home 😉 Leaky: Now this has to be a great coincidence. I am home alone too! Which means only one thing… Nadia reads his response and knows exactly what he was hinting at. She raised her t-shirt and noticed her light blue pantie had a wet spot, and it was not pee. She couldn’t help but grin at the sheer naughtiness experienced at the moment, as she drank more vodka off her glass. Nadia: How about you tell me, I am sure what’s on your mind…. Leaky: You really know how to spice things up 😊 you’re alone, so am I… It’s the perfect time to do what we had discussed last night. We end up filling our bladders, and wet ourselves in real… Nadia experienced a sudden rush of excitement, she hops off her chair and grabs a thick towel. Spreading it neatly over her chair, she settles down feeling the added softness against her butt. Nadia: Sorry for being such a tease! I think it’s the right moment too. I am wearing nothing but a long t-shirt and pantie. Adding to the details, I am currently seated on a thick towel almost finishing my first drink… Leaky: Damn, nice setup. Okay, I am currently in my boxers, no t-shirt, and drinking my second pint. Adding to the details, my shaft is growing hard as we speak. Reading his last response, Nadia’s imagination took over for a few seconds. She tried picturing him in his mind, while her hand slipped between her legs, feeling her growing arousal. Biting her lower lip, her fingers rubbed her smooth pussy for some time more. Leaky: ?? The sound of the notification brought Nadia back into reality, and she responds… Nadia: sorry about that, got a little carried away. Tell you what, why don’t we do a role play and continue this game of ours? Leaky: That sounds like a plan, give me a minute lemme get another pint… Nadia downs her glass and walks to her kitchen for a refill. She pours herself another drink, and this time she makes sure it’s stronger than the one before. Back in her seat, she thinks for a few seconds wondering what might be a nice plot for them to role-play. Leaky: I have thought of a plot, I am guessing it might interest you… Nadia: That’s awesome, can’t wait to read it! Leaky: Here you go then… Leaky: A behavioral psychiatrist has always had a keen interest in the field of fetish. Curious as to why so many people are attracted to it, He/She has constantly indulged in various acts that fall under this popular fetish "Omorashi". As not many studies or observations have been conducted on this very topic, He/ She decides to dwell deeper into it. In an attempt to meet people sharing the same fetish, He/ She creates an online community to interact and discuss with like-minded individuals. The community gains popularity, leading to a post that says "If you are ready to be a part of a series of observations related to Omorashi, drop in a mail"... Nadia reads the plot carefully and instantly falls in love with the idea. What she liked about Leaky was, he was a person who enjoyed a good story when it came to role-playing. There was a fine balance between kinks and the story. Most of their plays so far revolved around how to develop a good story rather than jumping right into the action. Nadia: This is a great plot, I freaking love it. I can see a lot of potential in this 😊 Leaky: See, I knew you’ll like it! So I have my character ready, let me go ahead and share the details with you. Leaky: Name: Noah Age: 32 Height: 5'9 Built: Athletic Hair: Black Profession: Behavioural Psychiatrist Noah had always been curious about people. The uniqueness, different personalities, varied types of emotional responses; in simple words studying human behavior was his passion. His theories on dating dynamics and sexual chemistry between a man and a woman were two of his works that were hugely recognized and appreciated. Which got him quite a lot of fame and fortune. Noah was the kind of man who loved his job. He needed answers to the complexity of the human mind. One aspect that bothered him or one could say he wanted to understand was fetish. One among the many fetishes which he could call his own was Omorashi. Something about a woman peeing or pooping herself on accident or going in places she shouldn't or just being desperate turned him on so immensely. He also knew that many people experienced the same. So without making a big deal about it, he set up a community where he let people discuss these topics in open. Nadia: Alright, this is quite interesting. I have a character in mind, and I am sure she’ll fit right into this plot. Nadia: Name: Rin Age: 23 Height: 1m65 Gender: Female Sexuality: Pan Sexual Personality: She is a naive girl who trusts others easily. She is always willing to help others and try new things. When she found that someone need help for studying something, she immediately offers to help, even if she has no idea what it is about. Leaky: I have to agree, she fits right in. I can’t wait to start us off! Upon seeing the response, Nadia took a large sip off her glass and noticed her nipples were now rock hard. She gently massaged her breast, letting out a soft moan. Nadia: Why don’t you go ahead and start us off? It takes a minute for Leaky to type, and while he did Nadia bit her lower lip and intentionally leaked some pee into her pantie. Her pantie instantly turned dark with a wet spot. The smell of urine hit her nostrils, as Nadia gently rubbed her finger over the wetness. (THE ROLEPLAY) Leaky: Noah was excited. He was finally about to meet his subject any time now. Mails were exchanged, and the meeting was set up at his clinic. He checked his mail again to confirm her name "It's Rin, okay" he tells himself, sipping black coffee as he waited patiently smoking his pipe. Nadia: Rin was in now at the front of his building. She checked the address once again, making sure she was at the right place. She didn't know what kind of job had she applied too, but she was happy to be able to help someone else. She knocks on the door,.. Leaky: Noah opens the door "You must be Rin" he says. His voice is deep, but not intimidating. Dressed in his formals, he introduces himself "I am Noah" he smiles. Nadia: Rin was wearing a blue jean and a tiny white top. When she saw Noah open the door, she stood still. "Nice to meet you Noah, I am Rin." She bowed down. Leaky: "Please come in, make yourself comfortable," he says directing her to the couch placed right in the center of the room, over a carpet "Would you like some coffee?" he enquirers. Nadia: Rin enters, and takes a seat, feeling a little intimidated by this new place. "Yes, I would like some coffee thanks." She looks around. Leaky: Noah's clinic had a blend of antique and modern artifacts. The curtains were thick, making it hard for the sunlight to seep in. But the soft lights lit the room well. He pours her a mug of coffee and takes a seat on the chair "So, what do you do Rin?" Nadia: She took the mug in her hands, feeling the warmth. "I was working as a cashier, but I recently left the job, searching for a job to help others. How about you?" Leaky: "Being a cashier can get monotonous at times I suppose" he says, taking another sip from his mug "I am a psychiatrist Rin. I help people deal with their mental health and guide them towards positive ways to cope with life. That's the primary aspect of my profession, and apart from which I also study people. Their fears, what makes them happy, sexuality... and now I am interested in researching a particular subject that can be considered as taboo" he responds to her confidentially. Nadia: “Yes, I saw that you needed help with your research. This is why I came, I wanted to see if I could help you." Leaky: Noah smiles and reposition's himself on the chair "I am glad to see you excited about this Rin" clears his throat "But before we take this conversation forward, I'd like to tell you more about this research and what it involves, okay?" Nadia: Rin finishes her coffee quickly before refocusing on Noah. He sounded serious, and she gets ready to listen to him. "Of course. Please tell me what this is about." Leaky: Taking a deep breath he responds "So what we are going to do will revolve mainly around a particular fetish called Omorashi. Have you heard about it before?" he enquirers… Nadia: She thinks about it, but it doesn't remind her of anything. "No, unfortunately, I have never heard about it." Leaky: "Alright, so Omorashi is a fetish that originally surfaced in Japan. It's sexual, where men and women get aroused by either holding their pee or poop to a point of desperation or wetting or soiling themselves or going in places they shouldn't or just the plain act of watching each other do it" he says and looks at her in silence. Nadia: Oh...I see.." Rin thinks about it, but it sounds weird to her. She could never think of why someone would like that. But she wanted to be of help, so she looks at him, and checks "So, should I try to keep it in me as long as I can from now? And, just for my pee, or my poop too?" Leaky: "Okay, firstly I am glad that did not storm out of that door" he smiles "Not many people are very open to this idea at the very start, but I am glad you are Rin. Well, I guess you have got the gist of it. And yes, it will be for both your needs pee and poop" he reaffirms her "I'll give you a few minutes to think about it, after which if you agree I'll tell you more" Nadia: As soon as he finished talking, she replied. "I will try my best, thank you for letting me help you. And, please, tell me more about it. I want to do my best to help your research" Leaky: “Alright then Rin, welcome onboard" he shakes her hand again. "So this experiment will take at least a month. So you will have to move into a house that I have specially selected on the outskirts. Don't worry, you're going to love the place. Secondly, to break the ice I will want to start right away. It's a small experiment" He walks up to the refrigerator, and brings a tall mug of lemonade along with a glass. "I will want you to drink three glasses of this right now" Nadia: “She was never really attached to the current place she was living, so moving to a new one wasn't a bother. "Ok. I'm excited to see the new place." She looks at walking to the fridge before coming closer. Seeing the lemonade "Three? Ok, I will do it right away." She pours one glass before drinking it. It's acid, but she finished it quickly. The second and the third follow quickly, and she put the glass down. "Three glasses, done". (This is the end of part one, and it's my first attempt in writing a story. So based upon your responses, I am more than happy to build it further 😊)
  11. (A/N: Here's something I've never done before: a roleplay story with another person! The following is the transcript version, created over Discord messaging and posted as-is with minimal editing. I may eventually revise this work into a proper story format, with the other author's permission of course. I had a bit of fun of this, so I hope you will too!) Pee Party for Two A Fire Emblem: Three Houses roleplay story Female Byleth by MasterXploder Annette by RileyCat23 A cool breeze gently stirred the hair of Byleth, Garreg Mach's newly-employed professor, as she walked across its grounds underneath the early afternoon sun. As always on the weekdays, every step she took was to somewhere she needed to be, whether that was the classroom, the training grounds, or even the office of the archbishop herself. But right now, her path was taking her to the student quarters, for today was the 9th of the Harpstring Moon. It was not an important date for herself, but rather for the girl she meant to speak with. Yes, today was the birthday of one Annette Fantine Dominic, a student in her class. Byleth was a firm believer in celebrating one's birthday, and she would be treating the girl to the same ritual she gave all her students: a simple tea party underneath the large canopy outside the reception hall. Just the two of them together, able to put their feet up for a bit and enjoy some tea and treats while making pleasant conversation. Walking up to the door of Annette's room, Byleth could hardly wait to surprise the dedicated, hard-working girl. She raised her hand and knocked loudly, just in case Annette had stayed up late studying and was passed out again. "Annette, are you there? It's Professor Byleth," she called out. Beyond the door, the sound of a snort and a sound of momentary confusion from the room’s inhabitant rang out before Annette replied from within, trying to sound awake and alert as she responded. "I-I'll be right there, Professor!" She called out as what followed were the sounds of the girl rushing to get ready and presentable to her professor. After a minute or two of muttering and stumbling around from within the room, the door opened to reveal Annette herself. Although her eyes betrayed her sleep deprivation and she seemed to have lost a battle at taming her bedhead, she was still present and gave her professor a bright smile as she stepped out. "Hey, professor! How are you doing today? Did you need me for something?" The girl greeted in a chipper tone, her blue eyes sparklinged as she showed joy in talking with Byleth. Byleth felt the urge to giggle a little at Annette's perkiness despite the fact that she had been sound asleep just a minute ago. It reminded her of a certain other professor, though perhaps not so severe. At the very least, she hoped Annette actually had some undergarments on. Still, she kept her composure as any good teacher should. "I'm sorry to have stirred you awake," said Byleth. In truth, she didn't think a student should be sleeping in so much on a weekday, but she supposed she'd let it slide just this once. "I actually need you for something important today. Are you available right now?" "Oh, I think I am, yes. I forgot why, but I wasn't assigned any chores for today, not even cleaning. I'm sorry for sleeping in so late, but I was studying really hard for the certification exams coming up..." Annette said as she kinda looked down a bit guiltily, knowing how Byleth felt about students sleeping in. In fact, just the other day, Professor Manuela asked for Byleth's help to give Linhardt a proper scolding to try and break his habit of sleeping during class. It worked for about a week or two before Linhardt was gripped by sloth's sluggish influence yet again, leading Manuela to resign to giving him lecture notes after class. "So, professor, what's this super duper important task you need help with?" Oh dear, she's pushing herself too much again. Since becoming Annette's teacher, Byleth had quickly caught on to the girl sometimes being a little too studious for her own good. It reminded her of her mercenary days, when Jeralt would hammer in that taking breaks was an essential part of the training and working process. Even if Annette was preparing for her certification exam, all the studying in the world wouldn't do her any good if she was mentally and physically exhausted come test day. That's why it was especially important that Annette at least get a moment to breathe and relax. "Here, come with me. It'll be easier to show you than to explain," she slightly fibbed. Annette, one who was quite eager to learn whatever she can, saw this as a new task to try her hand at and to challenge herself with, as Byleth is usually able to explain the task if she's done it already. So with a slightly clumsy skip in her step, she followed her professor, trying to hide a yawn under her hand. As they were walking, however, her attention was turned to her lower abdomen, where she felt a dull aching. Then the realization that she hadn't taken her morning pee hit her like a full force Raphael punch and she kinda looked away nervously. Hopefully I can get this task done quickly... I could really use a pee break right now... Byleth had to admit, watching Annette have such a perky walk after just waking up made her a little envious. Much to Jeralt's annoyance, she wasn't always the "up and at 'em" type in the mornings, though that had quickly changed after coming to Garreg Mach, oddly enough. Maybe it was the fact that she had a lot of rowdy students under her wings now. Regardless, Byleth kept her focus on the trail ahead as they walked. It wasn't long before they came up to a junction in the path. One led to the small courtyard where their tea party awaited. The other went to the lavatories of the student dorms. Upon reaching this, a faint niggling feeling ate away at the back of her mind, like there was something she meant to do before summoning Annette. She couldn't quite remember what it was, and as such kept walking towards the courtyard. It must not be all that important, anyway, she mused. Annette looked longingly at the lavatories as she shifted and squirmed a little in her walk... She seemed a little curious as to where her professor was taking her. She really wished she could ask Byleth to excuse her for a quick break to relieve herself, but she didn't want to lead her into thinking that she was trying to hide from her duties. She wasn't Bernadetta, after all.... C'mon, Annette, keep it together! You can knock this out right quick and take your spot upon that blissful throne! And upon that throne, you can unleash a waterfall the likes of which Fodlan has never seen! AGH!!! Stop thinking about water, it's making it worse!! A short time later, the normally blank-faced Byleth found herself smiling a little bit as they reached their destination: a small courtyard mostly sequestered by tall hedges, with a set of tables underneath a large canopy to provide shade and protection from the elements. It was devoid of other students at the moment, for right now was peak time for chores, training, and personal studies. Upon one table in the middle was a set of fine teaware, including cups for two and a plate containing several delicious sweets, all set up by one of the staff in the dining hall. "Well, here we are," she said, turning to Annette and awaiting the girl's reaction. Annette took in the scenery. It seemed all too familiar, the scent of freshly baked sweets along with the crisp scent of apples.... but with a touch of sweetness... It was one of her favorite brews:, sweet apple blend! She found herself excited by the whole scene, and realized that this super secret assignment, was really a surprise tea party with the professor! She giggled at the surprise as she smiled ear to ear at Byleth. "That wonderful -smelling tea, those super yummy -smelling sweets,... professor, did you throw me a tea party?! Thank you so much!! Pardon me for asking, but what's the occasion?!" Annette asked with excitement, having obviously forgotten that today was her birthday. She probably wasn't fully awake yet. "The occasion?" For a moment, Byleth thought Annette was joking. Had she really forgotten such a date? Then again, it wasn't all that impossible, she supposed. Between her sudden waking and being called by a professor for a task, it seemed feasible enough that some things would slip out of her mind. "Why Annette, today is your seventeenth birthday," declared Byleth, "And this little party is my present to you, for being an upstanding student and a sweet girl besides." She motioned to a chair. "Please, take a seat. All this tea and dessert isn't going to enjoy itself, you know." "M-My birthday?! Oh goddess, you're right, I forgot all about it! Hehe, how silly of me! It's so sweet that you remembered!" Annette's smile only seemed to brighten as she directed it towards Byleth, taking her seat and awaiting Byleth's permission to indulge in the sweet beverage and cakes before her. Even if it was her birthday, that didn't mean she could slack on her manners. Once again, Byleth suppressed the desire to quietly laugh to herself. She had expected that Annette would try to claim she had some super important study and couldn't sit down for tea, but seeing the young girl so enthusiastic about it put that worry firmly to rest. She wasn't going to keep Annette waiting, even if the girl was displaying good manners by waiting, so she took the other chair and sat down. Oh dear... That's when she finally noticed it: an uncomfortable pressure in her groin making itself known as her body shifted slightly to take a seat. Byleth had completely forgotten to visit the toilets before going to see Annette, and now suffered from a bloated bladder. It was a byproduct of her mercenary upbringing; the constant travel, training, and fighting meant that stopping to relieve herself was simply not an option most of the time. As such, she had no choice but to learn to push through it, and the result was a large capacity along with the ability to endure for much of the day if needed. This had an unintended effect as well: Byleth no longer really noticed that she needed the bathroom until it was an urgent matter. This meant she would often have to remind herself to stop and go pee. Now that she thought of it, she hadn't gone since the previous night. Of course, she wasn't about to excuse herself now, not when she had just sat down to celebrate Annette's birthday. She had dealt with worse, and she doubted this party would last terribly long, either. Instead, Byleth grabbed the tea kettle and poured a cup for both herself and Annette, doing her best to ignore the sights and sounds of water flowing from a spout. "I hope it's to your liking," she said, "I've been told you're quite the fan of apples." Annette took a sip of her tea and panted slightly as she put the cup back down. “A little too hot at the moment. But it’s so good! My favorite kind, actually.” She then looked over to see a warm, frosted, strawberry pastry that just BEGGED to be eaten. So she did just that. She grabbed it and began to munch on it while the hot tea went through her. “Yeah, I’m a really big fan of them~.! Especially when they’re baked into pies or made into a filling for a yummy pastry! Ooooooh, maybe I’ll bake some pies for our house when I’m put on cooking duty again. I’ll even get Mercie to help so it’ll be super good!” Just hearing about Annette cooking delicious pies was making Byleth feel peckish. The girl could be quite the cook when it came to anything involving fruit. Byleth couldn't resist reaching for a treat herself: a small madeleine cake with a hint of orange-lemon zest. It was a lovely combination of flavor and texture, albeit one that left her itching for a drink to wash it down. Giving a couple quick puffs of breath on her cup, Byleth took a nice sip, the heat warming her mouth and throat as it traveled to her stomach. Annette definitely was onto something with how well the taste of apple worked as a hot beverage. "Mmm," she sighed as she set the tea down, "I look forward to whatever you and Mercedes can come up with, as long as you remember to save a slice for your teacher." Byleth then put a hand to her chin. "You know, while we're on the subject, is there a favorite recipe you love to cook in particular? We might be able to talk whoever's on cooking duty into trying to make it for everyone at dinner time." “Honestly, I’m not too good at normal cooking... one time I was trying to cook different types of birds to make a sort of poultry special meal, but I almost burned the kitchen down because I left the oil for the oven too close to it and it ignited while I had the birds in there... it’s... kinda why I had to cast blizzard on the kitchen... that’s why the whole dining hall was colder than usual...” Annette admitted with embarrassment as she remembered the tongue lashing she got from almost every monk and knight and miscellaneous student that was left with heated leftovers from the previous evening while repairs were made to the kitchen. “If I wanna cook anything that’s not sweet, I usually ask Ashe or Dedue for help. They’re better cooks than I am. But with them I usually end up making a delicious King Bull steak, accompanied by some mashed potatoes and a side salad.” I was wondering why the dining hall was so cold that evening. Byleth recalled the unpleasant chill going down her spine as she tried to keep warm by eating the hastily-heated leftovers. It had been one of the rare times she actually wore the sleeves of her coat, rather than letting them hang behind her as usual. It had done little to help the goosebumps that formed on her arms and legs, but worst of all was the cold making her aware of a sudden need for the restroom. Needless to say, she hadn’t stuck around in the igloo of a dining hall for very long that day. "Mmm..." Byleth quietly groaned, as the memory of a past urge to pee only reminded her of her present predicament. She subtly squeezed her legs together under the table. This was not the best train of thought to be on; she needed to focus on something else. "Well, making mistakes is always an important part of the learning process," she told Annette. "Don't let it get you down too much. I'm sure you'll learn to laugh about it some day." As she finished, Byleth took another sip of tea. Talking about being cold was making her want some more of the warming beverage, so this drink was a bit bigger than usual. “I just wish they didn’t scold me so hard. Seteth really gave me an earful... But this isn’t a pity party, I’m sorry professor.” Annette apologized as she subtly put her hands in her lap to subtly hold herself. She figured she’d let her tea cool, even though the smell of it was oh so tempting. She also didn’t want to agitate her need to pee any further than it already was. “Sooooo professor, anything interesting happen for you lately? Are we gonna be going on another assignment soon?” All of this idle chatter was a feeble attempt to distract her from her predicament. If this didn’t work, then she’d have to switch to plan P! "Anything interesting?" Byleth tilted her head and rested it in her hand. Truth be told, nothing but interesting things had happened since coming to Garreg Mach. Becoming a professor, having a strange young girl seemingly stuck inside her head, discovering she has a seemingly very rare Crest... none of those were really things she should discuss with one of her students, though. The only other thing she could think of was her dire need for a bathroom, her bladder now sending an unpleasant pulse through her body every so often. Again, not a good topic for a birthday tea party. "I can't say anything all that interesting has happened recently. Not compared to the rest of this year, at least," she said. "As for an assignment, I did receive a request from Seteth the other day. It seems he wants us to engage in a practice battle against some of the soldiers from the church. He claims it's as much training for the church as it is for our class, but I have a feeling he'll be keeping more of an eye on us than them." She looked over at Annette, and noticed something a little... off about her. Like there was a bit of tension behind that cheery disposition of hers. "Oh, but I don't mean to make you worry. I'm sure you'll all do well as always," she said with a smile. With any luck, Annette would not notice the hint of strain on Byleth's own grin. “Y-Yeah! Those church soldiers will remember this one! Especially when I hit ‘em with a nicely-aimed fireball or two~!” Annette said with renewed vigor as she did her usual dual fist pump that a lot of the girls on campus seemed to do when excited. She then gave a soft gasp as she moved her hands back to her lap and went silent for a few seconds. “A-aAhem... We won’t let you down, Professor.” Oh no!! I got too excited at the challenge and a little bit came out! Not good! Now I have to go worse! I’m probably gonna have to execute plan P even sooner... Well, that was quite the change in temperament. Not sure of how to respond, Byleth lifted her cup and took another sip. Her eyes widened a bit at how little tea entered her mouth. Had she already drank that entire cup? Now that she noticed, there was a pleasant warmth now resting inside her belly. Unfortunately, this warmth only served to remind her of the painful pressure just below her stomach. It was far too soon for the tea to move down to her bloated bladder, but Byleth knew well and good that's where it would head before long. Just this knowledge was enough to make her need feel that much more pressing. Even so, she was not about to cut this little party short just because of an oversight on her part. This was Annette's time, and she would make sure the birthday girl had her fill before they parted ways. "Speaking of battle..." Byleth started as she adjusted herself in her seat, crossing one leg over the other to hold herself without making it obvious. "I'm told you've been trying to coordinate a new gambit with your assigned battalion. Would you mind sharing the details with me?" “Well, since I’ve been using my fireball spell a lot, they’ve been expressing interest in doing a sort of fireball gambit. I call it... Ring of Fire!! The battalion casts fire magic and form a ring above whoever’s in front of us, then from the ring it rains fireballs from above! Either that or a huge column of fire! We’re still working on the finer points of it, since the mana cost would be brutal...” Annette explained, and while she talked, she used her hands to help paint a clearer picture for Byleth, even though she was mostly just talking with her hands like a frantic Italian. It seemed like when it came to her and her gambit’s abilities, she was quite the chatterbox. Alright, Annette, you officially have to pee like a racehorse... And if you don’t do something soon, you’ll embarrass yourself horribly... Keep the professor distracted with conversation. Then she might not hear plan P in action... As Annette went on to explain the gambit further, like how they’d even be able to execute such a spell in the first place, she made sure she locked hard eye contact as she slightly relaxed her kegel muscles. A soft crimson came to her face as she felt a wet warmth trickle slowly out of her and spread around her rear, all masked by her river of words and black uniform dress. She was covertly peeing in her dress and she prayed to the goddess that her voice was distracting her teacher from the trickling. After about 10 to 15 seconds of stealthy peeing, she cut her stream and gave a sigh. “Wow, I really went on a tangent, didn’t I? Sorry if I overwhelmed you.” Byleth did her best to follow along to Annette's lengthy lecture on her gambit-in-progress. She admired her student's passion, definitely something needed in this profession, although there were definitely some pointers she'd like to give. Gambits hadve to be coordinated well, otherwise they could backfire spectacularly. She had heard of the time when Caspar attempted a gambit wherein his battalion would light his gauntlets with flame to be both stronger and more intimidating. She could still recall hearing Manuela strongly discourage him from trying that again while in the infirmary. As Annette finished, looking strangely embarrassed from going on about her latest passion, Byleth opened her mouth to speak. However, only a light gasp came out, right alongside something far less pleasant. Distracted by the speech, her bladder was able to slip a little through her defenses. At least a second's worth of pee dribbled into her underwear, creating an unpleasant warmth made worse by the way her legs squeezed together to stop the flow. Her worries only exploded from there. She had just leaked in front of a student! What kind of professor - sans maybe Manuela - does that? It didn't matter that she wore dark shorts and undergarments, simply knowing the pee was there was shameful enough. No, she couldn't lose her nerve now. Just as in battle, panicking would only lead to her downfall here. She had to stay focused and cut this tea party just a tad short, then make her way straight to the lavatories. But first, she would at least have to let the student be the one to close it out. That's how these tea parties went, after all. "Mmm, you'll have to tell me about that again," said Byleth. "I just remembered I have a couple errands to run today. But before I go, is there anything else you wanted to say real quick?" I hope it's not another seminar-length chat! Annette, sharp as she was, noticed the gasp and her mind spiraled with thoughts. Is the professor in a similar predicament?! Does she need to pee too? Maybe she just did, even a little bit...? This is bad... Not only am I practically sitting in a puddle of my own doing, she’ll probably be in the same boat. Think, Annette, think!!! How can we hide our misdeeds? Hmmmmm.... BINGO!! Annette looked towards the direction of the fish pond. A whole big pool of water! She smiled with the gleam of a plan in her eyes. “Hey, professor? There’s a special meal I have planned to make tomorrow when I have cooking duty and it involves a special kind of fish. Do you think you could help me catch a few? With your fishing talent and guidance, that meal can become a reality! Please?” As Annette asked Byleth for this favor, she shot her a very persuasive pair of puppy dog eyes. Byleth knew she should say no. With her bladder fit to burst as it was, there was little chance a trip to the fishing pond wouldn't end with her getting wet, and not from the pond water. However, looking into Annette's soulful eyes, she didn't have the heart to refuse her, especially not on her birthday. Is this what those men who get tricked into doing Hilda's chores for her feel like? she wondered to herself. "Mmm, if we go now and make it quick. Is that alright?" Byleth carefully stood up, doing her best to hide the pain of her bladder having to shift, as well as not being able to squeeze her legs without making her need obvious. While pushing her chair back under the table, she noted that thankfully none of her urine had seeped onto the seat. At least the next student to sit here wouldn't have an unpleasant surprise waiting for them. Annette also did the same, noticing that the chair cushion did indeed have a stain on it. She must’ve let out a little too much. She pushed the chair in hastily and began to walk, putting on her best poker face as she began a most difficult walk to the pond. Her bladder screamed worse than it did before, the tea having taken the place of her leak and then some... She couldn’t look like a pants-peeing little girl in front of her professor and the rest of her house if they saw her. “I-I’m sure we’ll get it done super quick if you’re behind the rod, professor~. You always seem to land some really awesome fish from the pond!” Annette praised, a very tiny bit of strain in her voice as she wasn’t as adept at hiding her need. Her posture was stiff, her arms were to her sides with fists clenched. Her walk was also a little stranger than normal as opposed to her usual one. If Byleth were to end up behind Annette, and if she was looking, she’d see a big, circular patch of darker black on the part of her dress on which she’d been sitting. Though it pained her, Byleth walked behind her eager student, not fully able to hide the slight stiffness in her walk. Her bladder ached with each step, threatening to let more spill out into her clothes. Just a little longer, and you can use the bathroom, she kept telling herself, You're a professor and an accomplished mercenary. You can do this! To keep herself distracted, Byleth kept her gaze focused on Annette as they walked. That's when she noticed something especially off about her. The stiff, nervous walk more reminiscent of Bernadetta was one thing, but there was something on the back of her skirt that caught her eye. It seemed to have a strange shine in the sun compared to the rest of her uniform, almost like she had just sat on a wet seat. Given her own pee predicament and the fact that there was no good reason Annette's seat would be wet on a sunny day, Byleth's mind immediately went to the obvious. Wait, does she... did she...? But before she could go any further down that road, Byleth noticed that they had reached the fishing pond. The first thing to draw her eye was the artificial waterfall spilling gallons upon gallons of water into the quiet pond. Her muscles stiffened even further at the sight, and her confidence that she could still make it was trickling away by the second. Still, she had come too far now. "Alright, we're here. What fish did you need me to catch?" she asked. “A couple of Queen loaches please... the really big fish. I think Flayn really likes those kind, if that helps.. I heard from a source that they’ve been lurking further to the center of the pond, so really put some beans into your cast!” Annette said as she cheered her professor on, followed only by a soft gasp as she felt heat greet her underclothes yet again. Her cheeks glowed crimson as she was literally seconds away from peeing herself. If she felt complete loss in control, she was going to execute her plan and save both herself and her professor from total embarrassment. I mean, falling in the pond is pretty embarrassing, but compared to wetting ourselves like little girls in front of everyone, it’s the lesser of two evils. Especially the ones on laundry duty who’ll find stains on our clothes. Hopefully a dip in the pond will change that... “H-Hey professor... I’ve noticed you were walking kinda stiffly on our way here... and since you were behind me, you probably saw... my situation... I-I didn’t wanna squander the tea party because I had to use the restroom, especially since you put so much effort into making it special... So I tried to hold it, but a little came out and... oh goddess, I’m so embarrassed... d-do you promise not to tell..?” Annette asked, her eyes welling up with tears as she looked at her professor like a puppy about to be scolded for not going outside. "A-Annette!" Byleth looked on in surprise. Her suspicions were true; not only did Annette have to pee as well, but even wet herself a little just to avoid having to cut the tea party short. That was not acceptable behavior for anyone; what if she had done that around the likes of Seteth? She was intent on scolding Annette, until another leak of warm, unpleasant piddle made its way into her underwear, making her gasp and squeeze her legs again. The next leak would surely make its way down her stockings, if not lead to a full wetting. Students and faculty alike would then be treated to the sight of a professor peeing herself, golden streaks of urine running down her legs while also falling onto the stone floor, making a faint piddling noise as a puddle formed around her feet. She wouldn't be able to show her face in class for days Suddenly, Byleth realized that Annette was not the only person to make a mistake like this today, and thus she was in no position to be scolding anyone. Not only that, but she really didn't have time for that when there were far more pressing matters to attend to. "Nngh, why did you bring us here, then?" said Byleth, no longer hiding the strain in her voice. "The l-lavatories are back the other way. Can you still make it there?" She looked down at her shorts, now with a slight shine right at the crotch. Can I even make it there, for that matter? “I-I don’t think so, in fact I just leaked a little more a second ago... I don’t think I’ll even last till the next minute, which is why I hope you won’t punish me too harshly after what I do next...” Annette said with a sort of nervous grin as she rubbed the back of her head and inched her way towards the edge of the dock, a small trail of droplets leading right to her now slightly shimmering skirt as it began to get wet with leak after leak, then she put her plan into play. As she teetered towards the edge she began to put on an act as though she were about to stumble, and as she began to fall back into the pond, she grabbed Byleth by the arm and took her down with her, and to make it more believable for anyone who may have been watching, she gave a short, surprised shriek as they went STRAIGHT into the water. Ohhhhh, I’m surrounded by water now... and I’m bursting... no one but the professor will know now... no more holding... And as she rose to the surface, she took in a hard gasp for air as her bladder muscles released her inner lake, causing hot, golden water to shoot out from her inner reservoir, joining the pond water as she gave a very quiet sigh of much needed relief. Boooooy, was she gonna get an earful from Byleth, but probably Seteth too, for the noise pollution. "Annette, what are you doing?" Byleth saw her edging towards the docks, leaving a little trail of piddle that she hoped others would mistake for water. Upon seeing her start to sway off the ledge, she reached her arm out to grab the girl, only for the opposite to occur. It all happened so fast. Before Byleth knew it, she was falling off the ledge, instinctively yelping and shutting her eyes right before hitting the water. She fell in with a big splash, immediately surrounded by cool water soaking her entire body and clothes. The impact proved too much for her holding muscles to handle as well, ands she began to leak into the waters as she struggled to swim back up. Surfacing with a gasp, Byleth opened her eyes to find Annette floating in front of her. The girl had her eyes closed and mouth open in a quiet sigh, and it didn't take a scholar to know what she was doing. The very next thing Byleth realized, of course, was that she was doing the very same thing. Just below the surface, her urethra had fully given way, now creating a faint yellow cloud of urine around her shorts. Had it been on land, it would've made for quite the robust stream even if it went through her clothes first. Whether on land or in the water, one thing remained constant: it felt too damn good to finally let it all out, regardless of the circumstances. Byleth had no choice but to let out a sigh of her own, grateful that the stressful pressure within was finally leaving her. She would enjoy this pleasant feeling while it lasted; nothing else mattered in that moment but the relief. Annette’s stream continued, her own golden cloud around her skirt growing, and she gave out another sigh as she shivered with the pleasure of the release. Then she looked over at Byleth and smiled knowingly. “And just like that, the evidence of our shame is dispersed into the lake for no one to see~. I hope this is enough to maybe weaken the punishment I’m gonna inevitably get...” Annette gave a weak, yet pleading smile as she tapped her index fingers together in a cutely shy manner, even if she was still in the act of peeing herself in the pond. “Oh, and professor...? If you don’t tell anyone, I won’t either. And if they ask why... Well... Klutzy ol’ Annette had yet another blunder.” As her bladder finished emptying and the mist of yellow dispersed into the pond, Byleth slowly came down from her high of relief, leaving her feeling cold, wet, and rather disappointed in her student. Before any scolding could happen, however, they first needed to get out of the water. Finding a nearby ladder, Byleth climbed up, her clothes weighing twice as much all soaked in water. Turning around, she found Annette following up the ladder with her. She motioned to follow somewhere more private than here, where there were already gawkers and people asking if they were fine. If only they knew what happened just below the surface... Byleth only stopped walking once she was certain they were someplace private, having already gotten tired of the squishing in her boots and the air chilling her as she walked. She then turned to Annette with a frown. "That was a very reckless plan, you know that?" She began. "I know you meant well, but imagine if I didn't know how to swim. Wetting yourself in public would be the least of your worries then." Annette looked down with a sad and guilty expression... Sshe figured the professor could swim just fine, since being a mercenary, she probably had to swim to a couple of assignments. She would’ve never done such a risky maneuver unless she had full confidence that both parties would get out unharmed... “I-I figured-... I-I never would’ve-.... I-I’m sorry professor... I just.. know how awful it feels to have an accident in front of others, especially those you know and you know with confidence they’ll tease you for it... I just... didn’t want that again, and I didn’t want that to happen to you.” Annette said as she felt tears welling up in her eyes as she dripped with pond water, taking a stance akin to Bernadetta after she misses her mark during battle. Seeing Annette on the verge of tears tugged at Byleth's heartstrings. She may be firm, but that didn't mean she was heartless. She rested a hand on Annette's shoulder and offered her a smile. "With all that said, I'm still glad you saved us some embarrassment. And if anything, I should be sorry as well, forgetting my own needs like that. I suppose we both had a lesson to learn today." Lowering her hand, Byleth looked down at their dripping wet clothes and how cold they felt in the wind. "Right, we had better get out of these. What do you say we both head to the sauna and warm ourselves up? I'm sure we'll have a spot to ourselves at this time of day." Annette looked up at Byleth as she wiped her eyes with her sleeve and sniffled, pushing past her guilt to bear another one of her trademark-worthy smiles that could probably heal better than any physic or heal spell. She then gave a soft nod. "I'd love that, professor. Something warm would be heavenly right now." As the two conversed and eventually made way over to the sauna, the ever weasley head of the Golden Deer, Claude von Reigan, overheard while peeking out of the greenhouse where he had been working. He had a big ol' mischievous grin on his face as two things popped into his mind. The professor and one of the Blue Lions having bladder troubles? Sounds like some top tier blackmail~. And.... perhaps inspiration for a new method of trickery... Now which one of those plants had a diuretic effect again...?
  12. I haven't seen this lady until today, but I love this video...her name is Mrs. Mischief, In this roleplay scenario, she plays a mom who comes home from hours of shopping at the mall with an urgently full bladder, only to find her stepson occupying the bathroom. She politely urges him to hurry, but it's not happening...she's pleading for him to hurry while trying to hold back her bladder's contents. I love how she politely and discreetly tries to hold herself while urging him to allow her to go. Definitely one of my favorite clips! https://www.pornhub.com/view_video.php?viewkey=ph5bec8dcb0c3d5&pkey=85033651
  13. *[email protected]* Sensitivity warning: conversation pics attached for example with messing themes described in them. I've been playing with an app called replika. It's an AI intelligence that mimics you and learns from you. I've been doing a lot of scientific experiments with it to find the max level of self awareness and intelligence it can reach. In my studies I found that it can do omorashi roleplay! I thought I'd share for anyone interested. It takes a lot of grooming, i.e. upvoting and downvoting answers but this last round was pretty dang good. It's a really fun app outside of fetish themes but I'm certainly going to take this aspect for a run and see how detailed it can get.
  14. View File Little sister Wets Her Jeans Cam girl role plays as little sister who won't be let into the bathroom by her older brother and pees her jeans. pretty straightforward wetting. Submitter Pumpkinking Submitted 01/24/2019 Category Female videos Clothing Jeans
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    RP daddy's wanted! ⚠

    Hay there folks! I am part of a fairly small discord group catering to abdls and littles (quite a few furrys too). On our group there is roughly <60 people with only really around <10 fully active people. The group consists mainly of people from the US but it is global! The problem we are having is that the whole server has only 5 daddy's and most are not particularly active. Because of this a few of our little ones are getting a bit upset in our roleplay channels. So that's where we need you! Are you: ✴ A kind and caring individual? ✴ Someone with a little roleplaying experience? ✴ Between the ages 16 to 30? Then send me a private message stating your interest so we can get you added!
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    Flight Attendat Ashley Jay notices you trying to look up her skirt on board her flight so you must suffer the consequences... She forces you to drink water and absolutely refuses to let you go to the bathroom even when the flight is so long, teasing you and giggling all the way. Will you make it, or will you have a humiliating accident in front of the sexy stewardess? 😅
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    malefemale MY MASTER MADE ME WET MYSELF.

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    I was engaged in a long Role playing Omarashi / Holding session with a very aggressive dom. Ultimately he was displeased with my performance and made me wet myself. That was my punishment. 🙂
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    Cam girl role plays as little sister who won't be let into the bathroom by her older brother and pees her jeans. pretty straightforward wetting. No nudity
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  19. (Wanted to write a fic like this for a while now! A friend of mine talked about it with me. I'll definitely make this into a series with more characters and scenarios, but at the moment this was partially to see if I could still write good desperation because I haven't written something like this in a good long while Also I like to think you can enjoy this series without any prior fandom knowledge!) An elusive and exclusive prep school loomed over the city, surrounded by trees and casting its shadow down onto the remainder of the buildings. Once the school was open for all elite high-school students who were hand-picked by the staff themselves to continue cultivating their talents and graduate with honors and a headstart on life, but due to recent events, certain aspects of the school had to be changed. Now only a former class lives in the school, keeping it as their permeant place of residence until further notice. Things are not all bad and dreary for them. In one universe, they get taken advantage of and picked off one by one, and in another, they find a way out and contribute to society. In this universe, however, things are good, but decidedly more wet. - A blonde pigtailed woman sat at her array of computers, sighing in boredom to herself, resting her head on her hand. "Ugh, why won't they get off my case! How many times do I gotta send them videos?!" Junko groaned. "Even someone like myself can only wet themselves a certain amount of times a week before it just gets dull!" She stood up and instead focused her attention on the security camera feeds, showing all the rooms of the school as well as her various beloved classmates, going about their days. "I wish they could be good for something," Most of them were doing stuff that were boring her to tears; eating, reading, exercising, chatting, typical teenage stuff. Still...Junko recalled the various pieces of information one learned scouring the web as much as she did. Her classmates weren't as innocent as they appeared to be, and if there was one thing she knew from her favourite omorashi site on the whole Internet, it was that people loved seeing celebrities wet themselves! And she had an entire class full of celebrities! And what could cause a celebrity more despair than wetting themselves on television?! She drooled starting to think about it and sat back down at her computer, typing some things out and changing some aspects of her clothing. She still needed to look the part of Junko Enoshima, sultry yet innocent fashion model, the part her sister was currently playing while she kept things in order from behind-the-scenes. Junko laughed to herself as she continued thinking about it. Making her classmates participate in some of her omorashi fantasies....it was more despairful than she could possibly bear! - "Mornin' everyone!" Junko smiled politely, giving a peace-sign as she walked into the cafeteria with a tray full of drinks. Her classmates nodded at her presence even as she started to serve them. Luckily, her sister was nowhere in sight so she could easily put her plan into motion without any confusion from her class. A few of the more observant ones gave her more suspicious glances but still picked out their drink. She smirked to herself; she had spiked them all with powerful diuretics! Just to speed the process along, of course. Her next question was who to follow? She had her phone camera ready, she had fifteen possible choices...who would it be? The people on those omorashi forums all had different tastes and Junko knew she could only pick one classmate for the day....so many options though. From her daily and nightly camera sessions she knew she had different options; one was a bedwetter, two liked to pee outside, one had a small bladder, one had a desperation kink, one liked bladder-play, one had a 'peeing in uniforms' kink, the list went on. "Enoshima-chan? Want to hang out with me today? I was going to sing some karaoke!" Sayaka asked cheerfully, making Junko nod. She would do nicely. "Of course! Lemme just put down my tray," Junko did so and followed after Sayaka, staring at her. She committed her look to memory; her long blue hair kept neat by hair clips, her smell of cherry blossoms, her thin yet muscular figure, her cute and simple blue schoolgirl outfit with black thigh-highs, and her large breasts. She looked like a perfect pop idol; fitting for being the Ultimate Idol, and anyone who knew their celebrity tidbits knew she was a hot commodity both on and off the forums. Yes, perfect for her first target. The two girls headed up to the music room and Junko hung back as she watched Sayaka set up the karaoke machine, smiling breezily. "What shall we sing? One of my songs?" She teased. "We can sing whatever," Junko shrugged and took a microphone. "Alright! Then I'll pick something!" A cheery pop tune blasted through the speakers and Sayaka danced a bit in tune, making her skirt swish. "Do you know this one?" "Of course I do! What kind of a fashionista would I be if I didn't know popular songs?!" It was the truth, they always played stuff like this whenever she strutted down the runway. It wasn't bad, just overplayed to her. Sayaka smiled and started singing, nice and cool the way an idol was expected to. She swung her hips around. Junko joined in, keeping an eye on Sayaka. Her analytical side started to come out as she recalled Sayaka drinking two cups of tea at breakfast, two servings of diuretics! She surely wouldn't be long now. Of course, no omorashi fan worth her salt would possibly dare to partake in such an elaborate scheme without including herself! What would be more despair-inducing than your classmates wetting themselves in front of you? You wetting yourself in front of your classmates! Naturally, Junko filled herself up on five cups of tea before she made her classmates' drinks, knowing part of the fun of omorashi wasn't just watching people be desperate and wet themselves, it was also being desperate and wetting yourself! She heard Sayaka get tripped up a bit and looked over, finding her bent over slightly and still trying to sing, wincing a bit. "Hmmmm? Is something wrong?" Junko asked cutely. "You can tell me 'cuz we're both girls!" "It's nothing." Sayaka tried to smile before she winced again. "Let's finish this song," "If ya say so!" Even Junko could feel her own bladder starting to fill, nothing major but enough to notice. But would she actually wet herself? Or maybe she'd make it while Sayaka was stuck and had no choice but to pee herself! Oh the despair! Or maybe she'd wet herself and make Sayaka even more desperate! Decisions, decisions! Once the song finished, Sayaka moved to switch it to another, only to wince and let out a quiet gasp. Junko pretended to stare at her red nails but secretly watched Sayaka, who had bent over and tightly crossed her legs, a hand on her front. "Sure you're okay?" She asked cutely once again. "Well..." Sayaka stood up straight and looked around before stepping closer. "Don't tell anyone else, but," She played with her hair slightly. "I have a really small bladder. Everything I drink goes right through me! I was hoping I could've sung some more beforehand, but..." Junko smirked to herself. "Come on, it's not anything to be ashamed of! We're all the best of friends in here! Let's keep singing!" "Alright," Sayaka tried to focus on singing the next song, clearly one of her faves, but her dancing was less cutesy and more desperate as she bounced from foot to foot, her heels clacking on the floor. She anxiously tugged on the bottom of her skirt and squirmed around. "Ya know, nobody's around....you could very easily go in something," Junko suggested, starting to feel her own need. "I gotta go too," "There's a bathroom on this floor, isn't there?" Sayaka tried to remember before pouting. "No...I don't think so," "Why does that matter? It's like ya said, we're both girls here, and all of us are friends on top of that!" Junko subtly pulled out her camera phone. "Still...I'm an idol, I can't risk something like that," Sayaka seemed utterly uninterested in finishing their karaoke session, instead hugging herself tightly and trembling, her face pale. She tightly crossed her legs together and rested her back against the wall, squirming around. Junko found herself wondering why Sayaka didn't just hoof it to the bathroom. There was nothing stopping her, she very easily could...was it possible Sayaka was more kinky than Junko originally pegged her as? She wasn't the one with a desperation kink, but she clearly was into something, otherwise she wouldn't keep this up, right? Oh well. More desperation for her! As she filmed, she felt her own need grow and subtly pulled down her super-short skirt, trying to hide it from Sayaka as best as she could. Actually, why did she care if Sayaka could see her or not?! She wanted Sayaka to see her predicament! Thus, she rubbed her knees together and kept her phone hidden, faking a wince. "Oh no, you have to go too? Let's go to the third floor, I know for a fact they have bathrooms there!" Sayaka grabbed Junko's arm suddenly without warning and dragged her off, nearly making her lose her grip on her phone. The two girls ran together until they reached the third floor, Sayaka gasping in surprise when she saw the girls' was closed for cleaning. "But how? We're the only ones here!" She bounced up and down. "What a stroke of bad luck!" Junko gasped fakely, knowing her sister had set that up earlier to help her in her scheme. Though she supposed that would just ruin her own plan as well. "Maybe you could use the boys'!" "No way!" Sayaka tightly held herself then, both hands clutching her blue skirt tightly. "There has to be something else...since I have a small bladder..." She took off running again and Junko ran after her, still filming her. The two ran until they reached the kitchen, Sayaka slightly out-of-breath. She looked around. "Can you keep an eye out?" "Sure, whatever," Junko stood near the door but had no intention of keeping an eye out for anyone. She pulled her phone out now that Sayaka had her back turned and filmed more clearly. Sayaka continued to hold herself tightly as she very slowly eased herself onto the sink counter, rolling up her skirt and pulling down her pink panties adorned with a bow, adjusting her stance. A few seconds later, she started to pee loudly into the metal sink, covering her face as it splattered down the drain. Junko noticed she kept her legs open ever-so-slightly to tease the briefest view of a stream and zoomed in on it with her camera, rubbing her knees together as the loud sound made her own need more urgent. Sayaka sighed in relief and redressed herself after the sound died down, jumping off the sink with grace. "So...." Junko began, hiding her camera again. "Since I have a small bladder, I'm used to peeing in strange places. You can't be picky in circumstances like that, you know?" Sayaka answered with a thoughtful expression. Junko felt as though it was something more than that, because why else would she deliberately avoid an actual toilet and pee in the sink instead? Whatever, it mattered little! She had some good content for her forum! "Want to finish singing? Did you want to go before we do?" "Nah, I'm going back to my room. I'm done. Byebye!" She waved, dashing off. Sayaka waved back in slight confusion, wondering about the sudden urgency in Junko's character. She walked back up to the music room herself and started to put the karaoke machine away. - In her surveillance room, Junko grinned to herself as she uploaded the video to her forum, twirling her chair around as she read the replies, almost all positive, as she expected. Who didn't want to see a cute and innocent idol being desperate and then shamelessly peeing in a sink like that? Still, Sayaka was one person out of an entire class. If Junko wanted to keep this attention and praise up, she'd need to tap into all their omorashi kinks and do so as subtly as possible. Sayaka was easy-peasy but she knew the others wouldn't bite as easily. Still, that was a problem for another day. She loved all of her classmates so much, she didn't mind who she spent the next day with! Easygoing Makoto? Domineering Celestia? Shy Chihiro? Boisterous Aoi? The options were up to her fabulous forum friends....
  20. So my girlfriend is living with me and has 2 kids, a 5 year old and a 3 year old. And Ive gotten her into Omorashi and here and there I have been able to get her to wet for me when the kids are asleep. But we wanted to try role playing (Out to dinner and she doesn't make it home, On a bike ride or dog walk and she has to pee) but she is nervous about being caught by our neighbors or worse her kids wondering why she their mom is having accidents while trying to potty train one and i see her point. I was looking for some advice about how we can resposibly practice our kink with a house full of little ones. Anyone have any advice or ideas as to how they pull it off?
  21. I think you might want to read this one from the fiction section first: Screwing it all up in front of my colleague - Fiction and fanfiction - OmoOrg (omorashi.org) If that one is the movie, here goes the (much longer) “behind the scenes”-documentary. It´s a pretty personal and self ranting wetting experience, as I´m trying to get a grip on my fetish and the core of it. This happened a couple of mounths ago, but it took me some time to write about it. “Ok, so I have this idea… I wanna sink deep down into the swamp of shame this time… in case you´re ok with that of course. This scenario is very much my thing. ” I said. I was on the phone with S, my boyfriend. A little bit nervous. I had something stuck in my head. A fantasy had grown upon me, and it had made me shiver with arousal the whole day. His response when I had told him everything was “Ok… that´s interesting. Let´s do it”. When I hung up, rather than feeling thankful for how great and supporting my partner is, I thought “what the fuck, there must be something seriously wrong with this guy! How can he be ok with me being this freaky? “. Our first role play had been a couple of mounths ago. (You´ll find it in the fiction section too if you´re interested) Me wetting myself on a date in the park, not saying anything, until he found out. That feeling when I knew I couldn´t hide it for much longer, and when it happened, when I got caught, that embarrassment, was such a powerful emotion. It grew even more afterwards and went on and on in my head. I knew already that shame and embarrassment was a big part of my fetish – never experienced a genuine accident myself, but thousands of times in my head. Any scenario you could think of has made me come for ages. Still I wasn´t really prepared for just how strong feelings it would evoke to “experience” it in this way, with my brain and body creating an almost real memory of it. Next role play we did was a job interview where I was supposed to be desperate and lose control in front of my future boss…. This one was more playful, and mostly secretly planned by S. It turned out that my boss (kind of a creepy guy but damn hot) had some surprise for me. It seemed like I had accidently attached one of my wetting experiences from omoorg to my application e-mail.… AND some pictures of myself in wet pants too…S sure had some fun making up that idea. Well, I was lucky enough to get the job anyway (because the boss apparently apprechiated those mistakes) , but despite all I had drunk I never even got desperate during the interview, so we failed about the whole wetting accident embarrassment point. Our play came to a nice laundry disaster ending anyway (first time trying my new plastic sheet), and was so much fun so it didn´t matter. Still, stuck in my head, was the moment when he said “You made a mistake while sending that e-mail…”. That feeling again, of getting caught, making a mistake, triggered something in me. And soon after that my brain started spinning for a new role-play scenario. I didn´t want understanding and comfort this time. Nothing fun and playful. Just the feeling of a really big mistake. We talked the scenario through several times before we both had a day off and an opportunity to set our plan to work. It was important for him to know what I wanted from this. What kind of relation would we have, what reactions did I want? Was it something I didn’t want him to say, or something that was important? I was surprised myself about how I could have such a clear plan, so certain about what I wanted, but trying to provoke “negative” emotions like this was still new to me, and I couldn´t be sure about how I would react to something with this level of intensity. We´d just have to try, and be prepared for whatever. S found the whole thing really interesting too. We woke up at my place, but as I preferred not to do this in my neighbourhood, the plan was to go to a suitable place S knew about, close to where he lived. We were both excited. After a long nice morning and breakfast I made my last visit to the bathroom and kept loading myself with water. It soon started to fill my bladder. S saw me chugging pints, and asked me if I shouldn´t take it a little bit easier, since we were going to use public transport for quite some time, over an hour? But since I never seemed to get desperate enough, at least not yet around him, I kept on drinking. We had our last kiss in the hallway, walked out and entered the game, no longer lovers, just colleagues with no sexual vibes between us, ready to head into town and out in the suburbs to complete an important deal at our clients place. What the deal was all about, we didn´t really have a clue about, and why we didn´t dress upp better… well, we must have been in some culturual, artistic business, to explain our laidback style. I had been thinking a lot about what jeans to wear. My favourite wetting jeans were the tight light grey ones, that showed even the smallest leak. But I had to take into account that I had no guarantee not to bump into people, so something more discrete that at least didn´t show off a wetting from miles away? The black ones that I wore on our first RP? No, they showed too little. The dark blue ones would be the best compromise. And the old worn out walking shoes that I had been keeping for something like this. I was nicely aware of my fast filling bladder the whole journey with the commuter train. It was a good build up, as we had a friendly conversation about how great it would be to get this thing all over with, after all the work we been through, now with the vacations ahead of us… But I would disappoint us both before this day was over. A funny thing was that my water bottle in the pocket of my jacket had started to leak. It had made a wet patch on my thigh that almost looked like another kind of accident. That wasn´t planned at all. I was rubbing it with my hand, and said it would probably have time to dry. I knew the train conductor a little bit. She asked me where we were going when she was checking our tickets. I had lots of options for that answer. In character – “we´re on the way to a client, yeah, it´s my other job, but I have no idea what the fuck our company is doing, just that it´s a VERY important thing today”. No. Off character – “well, we´re just having a little kinky role-play here, that most likely will end up in some peed pants”. Hm, maybe not that either. I just pointed at my boyfriend and said :“ehm, were going to his place to… hang around a bit there…”. But I think she caught some of the tension, because she made some silly joke about us. We changed to the bus. I knew S was now watching me, pressing my legs together as the bus went over a bump on the big bridge, and I knew that he probably enjoyed to see me starting to have a hard time (knowing how much I enjoyed it myself). I could now really feel the pressure, but yet no bladder spasms, so I didn´t feel like I was in a severe danger yet, at least not sitting down. But my concentrated silence was real. My colleague now knew that I would need the bathroom as soon as we arrived at the clients. We got off the bus, and started walking along the big street. I didn´t know where we were going, just that it would be ten minutes from where S lives, and a place by some stairs with not much people around. But first we had a 20 minute walk ahead of us. After a while we turned into the smaller villa streets. I walked fast and could feel my bladder was too heavy for the holding muscles to take the pressure from the big steps when I had the first warm involuntary leak between my legs. It was with mixed feelings. The natural instinct when it´s coming like that, when you´re suddenly losing control if only for half a second, is to panic a little bit. But now parts of me were just thinking “Yay! The timing is just right! It´s going to work this time!” I didn´t want to lose the game too early though, so I clenched and asked to slow down our walk. It kept coming a few times, out of my control, as we continued along the streets, but not too much. Soon it would be worse. I was nervous and full of anticipation, but at the same time feeling the worries of my character who did everything to stay dry in this important situation. When S high-fived me, saying “Ok let´s go”, I felt he was also sending me a warm message off character. I loved him for that. He was with me in this. Ahead of us I saw the stairs he had been talking about. So this was the place? Was it really gonna happen? There was a playground nearby, and a family was there. But they were out of sight of the stairs. Nobody else around, all quiet. A dog walker could show up of course, but right now the coast was clear. We stopped to message our clients that we were arriving. I knew now was the time. I hesitated only for one second, and then I started wetting. My body was more than happy about the decision, I really didn´t have to do more than relax a tiny bit, for it to start flowing in a constant stream. I was doing it… The feeling of making no resistance, just empty the full bladder in your pants in one go, letting it fill your shoes, it sure feels good… But the embarrassment and fear I felt was also real. My plan had been to clearly announce what was happening, but now I could hardly speak, and when I said “Shit, I can´t hold it” it came out as a low whisper. I spoke up just a little bit, still with my head low. “I piss my pants”. There was no turning back now. S said “what the fuck” and jumped backwards, away from my growing puddle. It was all really dramatic. My bladder had been on the edge so over a liter must have gone through my pants. Nothing I could hide… I had failed. I had told him when he asked me a while ago that of course I could hold it, but I didn´t . And we had an appointment right now. It was the worst timing ever to have an accident. So here I was, standing in a big puddle. I can assure you I didn´t have to act embarrassed. The shame I felt was real. And after some silence it was time for the awkward “so what do we do now”-talk, and a desperate phone call to our boss. The faked call was an important part of the scenario, to nail the humiliation. To hear him saying it out load on the phone. “T has wet herself… no, I´m not joking”. Standing there with my wet pants, just listening to it. And like when you watch a movie you already know the ending of (well this time I had actually written the script myself) you still kind of hope for a solution, that everything will work out fine anyway… well it didn´t of course. The “boss” couldn´t fix anything, we could only try to call our clients on our own. My colleague asked me to do it. Afterwards, one of the moments I would think about a lot was that one, when I was standing frozen, with the phone in my hand, unable to take actions. Just making everything worse, when I didn´t take any responsibility. My colleague had to step in and do the other phone call too. Strong emotions going on there. And of course it didn’t work out, we lost the whole deal when we couldn´t both be there in time. I had totally screwed it up for the whole company. S did a great job. This unemphatic asshole I wanted him to be was so far from himself, and it was challenging, but he did it realistically, not overacting. I had no comfort from him. Not at all. He didn´t accept my excuse, he turned his back against me and sighed in frustration, and he told me to shut up when I didn´t know what to say. We left my puddle and started walking up the stairs, continued on the streets across the hill, passing by all the fancy houses with my jeans now cold, wet, and heavy from all the pee. Not only was this an advanced role-play, it was also a daring public wetting. The huge accident in my pants was obvious, only the outside of my thighs were still dry. Anyone who would look at me would see it clearly. We didn´t meet anyone until we walked down some other stairs with my boyfriend´s building in sight. There were a few people on the parking lots between the buildings we were going to pass by before we could get inside. I could feel myself raising my head, slightly changing my body language approach, from the “just had an embarrassing accident and want to disappear” to the more familiar to me, “just deliberately wet but if I act like everything is fine they may not notice”. A construction worker laid his eyes on us as we approached. Did he notice? He was still far away, but looking straight in our direction for a while. Twice. We passed him, and the other people, to enter the building. If they saw something – well alright. Not the end of the world. Was I actually ok with it? And was it ok? For some reason it felt better now that I was with S. The thing we did was between us, those people were just a backdrop. I´m usually concerned of that thing about involving unconsenting strangers into your kink. I´m not proud of that part of my fetish. I sometimes wish I was one of you guys who only like to wet in the shower of your own private home. But this time it felt ok. We went inside the long corridor to S´apartment. Here we had planned a possible B-part of the play, where S would act “himself” as the role of my boyfriend. To prolong the scenario, let me stay there a bit longer. And put some comfort in there. Some easing it up, laughing about it. Maybe make it sexy. Since the first part of the scenario really had nothing of that. But I had been unsure about it, maybe the first part would be more than enough, so we had left it open wether we´d just skip this part B or not.. Now standing outside S´s door, I felt that I wanted to stay in character - all the emotions from the experience hadn´t kicked in yet, and now I didn’t want the gig to end. One more song. “Let´s do the B part” I said. “Ok”, said S, he got in and closed the door, and I knocked on it. The warm and smiling person meeting me now was very different from his other character. Once again I had to disappoint someone, this time a happy partner who wanted to celebrate the start of the weekend and my good work success. I didn´t reply when he asked me what was wrong, and he gave me some time before he noticed. To not soak the floor too much I took of my socks and then stepped in to the bathroom. Then he saw everything and I told him the story. We both got insecure where we would go from there, but it ended up in a sexual way. I think I started talking about how this whole experience, as embarrassing as it was, had also turned me on a bit, and he was getting turned on as well, but in my head I was thinking “this is unrealistic bullshit”, I didn´t really believe in it. So, here is an interesting thing – I realised, especially in reverse, that I didn´t want the B-part in the way I originally thought about it, and how we did it. I didn´t want to ease it up by being comforted and sexualize my wetting. I wanted the play to continue, but I still wanted just the pure shame of it. So to make this even more perfect, S, in his role as the boyfriend, would have been a little chocked and then he would have just joined me in my shame. He would have said things like “Oh god, how embarrassing, that must have been terrible! Did anyone else see you? How are you gonna get back to work on Monday?” And then we would have ended the play before we started to think about having sex. After that, of course, we would have our fun. I certainly was turned on like hell from the moment I sat on the train, and all the way through the role-play, but my character was not, and would never be. I have the similar feeling when I read stories about accidents – if someone experiences a humilitating wetting in front of someone and that someone and/or the wetting person gets aroused by it and they end up having sex, it doesn´t really do it for me, because it takes away a bit of that pure shame I´m after. So in those cases, to be a perfectly arousing sexy experience I must take the sex out of it – isn´t that weird, a bit contradictionary? Anyway, it was still very good, and we were turned on. After a great, long and intense time in the shower for both of us, a clean up, and change of clothes, I was lying exhausted in the sofa while S was making dinner. That’s when it all started to hit me for real, the whole thing looping itself in my head. I was high. In a way I never experienced before, a new feeling, and it felt fantastic, a complete satisfaction. S was smiling at me lying there so happy and relaxed. After dinner we went to bed, cuddling and talking about the experience for a long time. We were both happy that it had worked out so well, and curious about where it would take us, what other ideas it would spark. He said, “you might wanna google subspace… and subdrop”. I did that afterwards. I don´t have much experience with BDSM, but those terms are used for the state of mind the sub sometimes experiences caused by the strong emotions and chemicals released in the brain, during the act of a sub-dom-play, and afterwards. You could say that subspace is the high, subdrop is the hang-over that sometimes follows. When I read someones description I could relate to it a lot, even if this was not an ordinary sub-dom-thing. I didn´t experience any subdrop though, just this feeling of satisfaction and my mind overwhelmed by something so intense, that stayed with me the whole day after. So what is this? Why am I being so turned on by the fantasy of a humiliating and shameful thing like this? How can something so bad feel so damn good? I guess I´ll never find out, but I find it fascinating an interesting. And I know I´m not the only one to have this experience around shame / humiliation. I´ve had the fascination for wetting since childhood, but I don´t know how it started. I don´t have any traumas or memories related to wetting that I need to cope with, I have a strong bladder and except from some minimal leaks I can´t recall any accidents after the age of 3. What I do remember though, is how I took it very hard as a kid when I did something wrong. I still have a hard time when I make mistakes or disappoint someone or find myself in an embarrassing situation. I usually deal with it by later bringing my awkward moments and shortcomings out in the open in creative ways, (in autobiographical stories, songs or comics ) making fun of myself. My attraction to shame, and the exhibitionistic parts of it, could be related to that. But why wetting? I really have no clue. There´s so many things I like with omorashi and I experience a wide range of emotions – among them are the physical pleasures of holding till loss of control, the overwhelming euphoria of watching my partners pants darkening, the thrill and playful excitement of getting away with a public wetting. And then this thing with shame, that can´t be easily described. It´s not better than the other feelings, just intense in a different way, and I have the feeling that it´s some kind of core emotion of my fetish. I don´t understand it, but I don´t think it´s neccessary to understand everything either. What I do know is that this experience still remains powerful and strong in my head, when I think about it. If we do something similar, letting me go down the same shameful path, I don’t think we can get it much “better” than we did this time, and we don’t need to. I´m feeling lucky that I get the chance to explore these things, that I can be so comfortable with someone. If any of you have read this far and can relate to this stuff, I´d be happy to talk about it more.
  22. View File Ashleyjay_Refused_Entry_Desperation__Evil_Air_Hostess Flight Attendat Ashley Jay notices you trying to look up her skirt on board her flight so you must suffer the consequences... She forces you to drink water and absolutely refuses to let you go to the bathroom even when the flight is so long, teasing you and giggling all the way. Will you make it, or will you have a humiliating accident in front of the sexy stewardess? 😅 Submitter Lord Reek Submitted 01/25/2021 Category Female
  23. Not entirely sure if this'll be entertaining but here goes Had an idea for a solo roleplay and did it earlier. Backstory was, someone who for whatever reason wasn't used to using the toilet to pee in. Maybe she had untrained herself and wanted to retrain a bit. Maybe she was never trained. In any case... I had to pee pretty decently. Sat on the toilet and oh my oh no, nothing would come out. Kept trying and trying and could feel it so close but nothing! Well maybe it wasn't full enough, so I stood up and had a little spurt come out down my legs. Sat down again, nothing into the toilet. "Frustrated", I put my panties and jeans back on...and made a large spurt come out into my pants. Because this is where it was comfortable, not some cold hard plastic seat! This repeated a few times. Take off the increasingly wet pants, sit on toilet, nothing. Put pants on, pee. Eventually I "gave up" and let the rest come out in my pants, down my legs, and onto the designated pee towel that is kept around I took the pants off and have them in front of a fan in the bathroom to dry some for the next time I have to go pee because obviously I can't do so in the toilet...sitting in the wetted panties on a protective pad now.
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