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So there I stood, in my room, with a soaking wet and massively messed diaper between my legs. I had just peed and pooped in a diaper for the first time since I was a toddler, and it was the greatest thing I'd ever felt. How did I get here? Let's rewind a little. My name is Lexi, and I'm 16 years old and a Sophomore in high school. I'm a completely average kid. Dirty blond long hair I like to keep in a braid, normal average clothing that spans from t shirts, crop tops, hoodies, jeans, leggings and sweats. I had a normal childhood, two loving parents, and largely not a care in the world. That is, until I took up babysitting. Two years ago when I was 14, I took up babysitting as my first job. It was easy enough. I watched over young kids while their parents had date nights, occasionally having a long weekend to myself with a little kid when parents needed some time away. But as I babysat, I quickly discovered something about myself. I was curious about diapers. I had babysat a couple of times for some kids two and under, and they were all in diapers. While thinking nothing of it at first, everytime I saw them pee or poop themselves made my curiosity run wild. What did that feel like? That seems so convenient. Toilets are disgusting anyways. I wonder what a diaper is like? But just as quickly as these thoughts were born in my brain, I tried to shut them out. Teenage girls aren't supposed to think like this! Diapers?? I'd never hear the end of it from my friends! But the seed was planted, and the idea of diapers never quite left my head. I struggled with these feelings for two years of babysitting. Two years of watching kids wet and mess themselves with not a care in the world. Two years of wondering what it could be like. Two years of contemplating taking that step. But it was also two years of guilt and shame for having these thoughts. Being a teenager is hard enough, am I right? I battled with these thoughts every time I babysat until I decided to finally go for it and take two pairs of pullups from a kid I babysat for when I was 16. They had stacks of them in the closet, they weren't going to miss two more. And besides, at that point, things had become unbearable. All I could think about was diapers. Every day I would state off into space, thinking about wearing a diaper and using it. I would read stories of TDBLs and ABDLs. I even began watching videos of people wearing and using diapers! Some of these videos were straight up porn, and to my 16 year old brain this only caused my shame and guilt to grow just as fast as my desire to try a diaper. But one I had the two pullups in my possession, I stuck with my decision. I just had to know. And now was the perfect time. I had the next two days to myself, mostly. I had Thursday and Friday off of school, while my parents would still be at work. That means I had two full days at home alone to try out a diaper for the first time. I spent all week thinking only about Thursday and Friday. I couldn't wait! Thursday morning finally came, and my head popped off the pillow with a huge grin. "Yes!" I said aloud to no one in particular. I was just that excited. My parents were already gone, so the house was quiet. I groggily walked downstairs to have some leftover coffee from the pot my dad made, expecting a note about some chores while I had my off days, but there wasn't one. Even better! I sat in the morning silence, just taking it all in as I sipped my coffee. These next two days we're going to be incredible. "Okay, it's time." I said to myself. I walked myself back upstairs into my room, and closed the door. I took off my baggy t shirt and the sweatpants I had slept in. I was now standing in just a pair of white panties. I took a second to look at myself in the mirror. "If this is as good as I think it's going to be, this woll be the last time I wear panties for the next two days" I said, blushing. I reached into my closet and pulled out one of the two pullups. "This looks alot like a pair of my granny panties!" I said with a laugh. The pullups were white with multicolored stars on the front, and blue elastic on the sides. Since it was a pull-up, there were no snaps or tapes to worry about, all I had to do was put it on like a pair of underwear. I slid off my panties, and held out the pullups to look at one more time. "Well, here goes nothing!" I said. My breathing quickened, and my heart rate sped up. I stepped into the pullups one foot at a time, then slowly pulled them up my legs. It was a tight fit, seeing as how they were from a toddlers stash, but they did fit. Once they were fully on, it felt as if the world paused. I looked at myself again the the mirror, naked except for a pull-up on. My cheeks were flushed, and my chest was having up and down from my quick breathing. I didn't, couldn't rather, say a word. I loved it. I kept turning around in the mirror and looking at the pullups on my body. I ran my hands all around it, hearing the soft crinkle and feeling it against my nether regions. I shuddered with delight as the soft cotton rubbed against my vagina. It was *heavenly*. And to top it all off, I could feel myself getting turned on. It's no secret that diapers were a sexual experience for some ABDL wearers, and my occasional smut watching and reading really solidified this desire in me. As I ran my hands all around the diaper, I decided to stick a hand down the front of my diaper. And I certainly was turned in, I was already soaking wet down there, and not from pee! "Speaking of which, I need to do that" I said to myself, bringing me out of a semi -lucid stupor of feeling myself. I had Already been awake an hour and I hadn't used the bathroom yet. I purposefully didn't use the bathroom before I went to bed either, in an attempt to have as much pee ready for this as I could. And the coffee was no random act either. If I enjoyed what it felt like to pee myself, my body was soon going to tell me it was time to poop, and I'll only have minutes to decide if I'm doing that in my diaper or in the toilet. I stared at myself in the mirror for a little bit longer before I took a step back and spread my legs. I had to pee really bad at this point, and I was more determined than ever to do it in my pull-up. I closed my eyes and let go... And nothing happened. I looked down, trying to figure out the problem. Fighting against 16 years of potty training really was an issue! I kept trying to push it out while standing there but it wasn't happening. So I thought to myself, let's try and trick my brain into thinking I'm on a toilet! I sat on the edge of my bed, with only the back of my butt on the covers, leaving the bottom of my pull-up largely out in the open air. I started to picture myself in a bathroom, on a toilet, and used every ounce of power I had to just let go of my pee. And then it happened. I let out a surprised help as he first spurt of pee hit the pullup with a loud hiss. Now that the flow had started, I put my hand on the front of my pull-up, knowing the rest of pee was about to come out weather I wanted it to or not. I quickly felt more warmth and heard the loud hissing once more. The warmth spread across my hand, and the hissing was a steady, hypnotizing sound. I closed my eyes and let out a loud "OOOOOHHHHhhhhh...." That trailed off. I peed for maybe 20 seconds before it trailed off and stopped. I stood up. My once white pull-up was now a deep yellow color, and the stars were no longer visible. And while the pullup once fit snuggly on my hips, the pee made it sag between my legs. It was swollen three sizes bigger, and I could no longer stand straight legged. I looked just like a toddler that wet themselves... Well, because I did just wet myself. And I loved it!! I spent the next five minutes staring at myself in the mirror, turning in place to look at the pullups from all angles. While it certainly sagged, it hadn't shown any signs of leakage, nor did it strain to stay up on my hips. I was impressed! I also spent that time rubbing the front of the diaper constantly, feeling the warmth in and under my crotch. It was truly mesmerizing, and unlike anything else I'd felt before. I was just about to fall into a sexual frenzy and shove my hand down the front of my diaper when I was interrupted by a knocking on door number 2. My stomach just had an audible groan, which snapped me back to my senses. I was now urgently aware that I had to poop, NOW. My morning coffee I had over an hour ago really did it's job, and now I had maybe minutes until this poop was coming out on its own! My breathing quickened all over again, and I got into a good position right away. I turned to the side, so I could see my butt in the mirror. I didn't have to trick myself into thinking I was on the toilet either, my poop was on its way already! I could feel it turtlehead in and out, I was barely hanging on. I bent over at the waist and put my hands on my knees. I took a breath and began to push, but I didn't really have to. It was more of a release, because as soon as I losened my sphincter, my poop shot out of my like a cannon. I was staring at the back of my pullups and watched it immediately grow two inches outward. Additionally, the total silence of my empty house meant I heard a very loud crinkle as my poop entered my pull-up. It was an extraordinary sight that I had no idea I would love so much, but I immediately was turned on by it even more. After the initial turd made my pullups tent out two inches, more was already on the way. Poop kept flowing out of me, now causing the sag down in addition to it's tenting out. While it was already an inch lower down my legs due to the pee, the poop that joined it caused the pullup to sag another inch straight down. I strained for maybe another minute, pushing out my poop and watching the back of the pullup shift and shuffle as more was added to the pile. Once I felt I was empty, I stood up and admired my work. "Oh. My. God." Was all I could say. I stood as straight legged as I could, but my now bulging, soiled diaper meant my legs were still spread. It was still yellow in the front, and as I turned around I could see it was a little brown in the back. It sagged so low, that now the pullup was indeed struggling to stay up. I felt the weight of my mess on my hips, and I thought it would slide right down my legs at any moment. I carefully caressed the pullup, cupping the tented mess at my backup, rubbing the still warm pee at the front. Needless to say, I was hooked. And that brings us back to now. There I stood. In my room. Alone. With a heavily messed and wet diaper. I had already made a very easy decision. "I need more."

So, it's been a bit since I've posted, but here's my latest story! It's a commission I received by a client who wishes to remain anonymous, but it's a story staring the characters of Doki Doki Literature Club! A refreshing evening breeze licked at Monika’s cheeks and hair as she strolled up to Sayori’s house. Clad in nothing more than a thin nightgown and a pair of pajama bottoms, with a small bag slung over her shoulders, it wasn’t hard to figure out her intentions. She was here for a sleepover. Sayori’s parents had left the house for a business trip, and had given her permission to have her friends over for the night. So here Monika was, walking up to Sayori’s door ready for a night of festivities. Monika knocked on the door, and immediately heard Sayori yell that she was on her way. She then heard muffled talking from the other side of the door. Presumably she was not the first to arrive. It didn’t take long for Sayori to open the door. She too was dressed in her sleepwear, wearing a soft t-shirt and a pair of shorts. She instantly smiled upon seeing Monika. “Welcome! Come on inside! Natsuki’s already here! She brought cupcakes!” “Great! I brought some stuff over for games, like you asked,” Monika replied, motioning to the bag over her shoulder. “That’s great! Thank you!” Sayori beamed, hugging Monika before allowing her to step into the house proper, “We’re set up over by the living room! Let me just grab a few more things from the kitchen first!” Monika made her way over to the living room, which had clearly been set up for a night of festivities. The short table in the center of the room bore cupcakes and other snacks, presumably supplied by Sayori herself. There were cushions for sitting all around the table, and there was a couch further back. Sitting on the couch, with her knees curled up to her chest and her head buried in a manga, was Natsuki. “Hey Natsuki!” Monika waved. “Monika!” Natsuki smiled, “Have a cupcake!” Monika nodded, grabbing one of Natsuki’s specialties off of the platter she had brought and dug in. She sat down at the table as Sayori returned with even more snacks. “Help yourself to anything here! And let me know if you need anything!” “I’m getting pretty thirsty,” Natsuki replied, “Where’s Yuri? She’s supposed to be bringing the drinks, right?” Sayori nodded, “Yeah, I asked her to bring some soda, and she also said she’d bring her tea set. I can get you water if you want, though!” “That works for now,” Natsuki replied, though it was clear she was annoyed. “Could you get me one too, please?” Monika added. “Of course! I’ll be right back!” Sayori left to grab the two their water, and Monika turned her attention back to her cupcake. She bit into it eagerly, savoring the sweet frosting and the moist, spongy cake. She caught Natsuki glancing up at her expectantly, and she turned to her and beamed. “Amazing as always, Natsuki! Thank you!” “No problem!” Natsuki smiled, looking up from her manga “It wouldn’t be a proper slumber party without cupcakes!” Monika nodded and took another bite, looking over the table of snacks as she waited. It didn’t take long for Sayori to return with their water, handing a glass full of ice and water to both Natsuki and Monika, with a third one for herself. Monika thanked her as she sat down and took a long sip of water, washing down the bite of cupcake she just finished. As she did so, a slight twinge washed over her body, coming from her lower abdomen. It was the first, telltale sign of a full bladder, hovering in the back of her mind. Not urgent, but present. The urge also alerted her to another urge. A fullness in her bowels that she hadn’t noticed before now. Much like her bladder, the need wasn’t urgent by any means, but Monika knew she would have to make a trip to the bathroom sooner rather than later. She briefly considered excusing herself right then and there, but Sayori had just sat down and she wanted to at least wait for Yuri to arrive and for the party to get rolling first. It might’ve just been out of habit from her role as club president, but she also felt the responsibility to get things started, even though technically speaking it was Sayori’s party, rather than hers. So, instead of heading to the bathroom right away, she pushed her needs to the back of her mind and reached over to grab her bag. “Here’s the games and stuff I brought for the night!” Monika began, opening the bag and placing each item on the table as she listed them off, “I brought yahtzee, twister, jenga, and a bunch of board games.” “Great!” Sayori smiled, “I had this movie that I wanted to watch with all of you, but aside from that, I really didn’t have anything planned, and I wasn’t sure what we should do the rest of the night, so this is a huge help!” “We should wait until Yuri shows up to decide what to do first, but I’m sure we have plenty here to have fun with,” Monika replied. She then noticed it was awfully quiet coming from where Natsuki was sitting, so Monika turned back towards her. Natsuki was focused intently on her manga, with a slight blush creeping up on her face. She seemed rather invested in what she was reading, and Monika got curious. “You seem pretty invested in that manga. What are you reading?” Natsuki’s head snapped up abruptly and the blush on her face only deepened, piquing Monika’s curiosity even further. “N-nothing!” she blurted out, a bit too forcefully. Monika was about to pry, but then another knock sounded. “That must be Yuri! I’ll go get the door!” Sayori smiled, hopping up eagerly and heading over to the foyer to invite Yuri in. Natsuki seemed relieved by the distraction, something that did not go unnoticed by Monika. She was even more determined to figure out why Natsuki was so focused on that manga. Sayori returned with Yuri in tow. She was clad in a tight-fitting long-sleeved sweater and pajama pants, and carrying a few bags that looked filled to the brim with bottles and cans of assorted beverages. Sayori seemed to be helping her by carrying a box making clinking sounds, which Monika assumed was Yuri’s tea set. “Sorry I was late, I was picking up the drinks,” Yuri spoke, setting down a bag of the beverages, “I brought some soda, some coffee, and some canned juice. I also brought my tea set so we can make some tea, either now or later.” “Thanks, Yuri!” Sayori beamed, “Let’s pick out what we all want, and then put the rest in the fridge for now!” Monika, Yuri, and Sayori quickly picked out their beverages. Monika opted for some lemon-lime soda, Sayori grabbed a canned coffee, and Yuri picked some juice for herself. The three then turned to Natsuki expectantly, but once again, Natsuki was caught up in her own little world, reading her manga intently. “Natsuki, don’t you want a drink?” Sayori asked. The question seemed to snap Natsuki out of her reading and she once again reacted nervously. “O-oh, sure,” Natsuki nodded, quickly reaching down and pulling out some orange soda without giving it much thought. Monika narrowed her eyes. She had wanted to ask earlier, but now she was determined to bring it up. “What’s got you so interested in that manga? You’ve been reading it ever since I got here.” “I hope you’re not planning on reading that all night,” Yuri frowned, crossing her arms, “I too brought a book I’ve been quite invested in, but I hope to keep it tucked away for the most part. I intend to participate in tonight’s activities.” Natsuki took exception to that, “Huh? That’s rich, coming from you. You’re always tucked away quietly reading some book or another. I was just reading it while waiting for everyone else to show up!” “But Monika just said you’ve been reading it even after she got here,” Yuri pointed out, “What’s so interesting about that silly manga anyway?” “It’s not silly! You always call my manga silly, but you’ve never actually read any of it, you just dismiss it off-hand!” Monika thought about stepping in. She hadn’t intended for her off-handed comment to spark an argument. It almost felt like she was back at club and she was getting ready to mediate the two before the fight got any worse. However, before she could say anything, Yuri said something that gave her pause. “Fine, let me see it,” Yuri held out her hand. “W-what!?” Natsuki asked, surprised. “If you’re so invested in it, and are so insistent that I’m being needlessly dismissive, then allow me to rectify that by actually reading it, and judging it’s contents for myself.” “W-wait, I mean, you can, but…” “Why are you suddenly so hesitant now that I’m open to the idea of reading it? Or was I right that the contents of that manga are nothing more than shallow fantasies?” “F-fine! Here,” Natsuki thrust the manga into Yuri’s hand, face beet red and cheeks puffed in a pout, “I don’t know what’s gotten into you.” Monika took her chance, “I’m curious too, let me check it out.” Sayori nodded, “Yeah, we can all read it together!” Natsuki only shrunk away more, “I’ve already almost finished it, you guys can read it.” The three huddled around Yuri as she opened the manga. It seemed to be about a high school girl who had somehow managed to acquire supernatural powers, and joined a club of students who were all supernatural creatures fighting against some evil wizard who kept attacking the school because it was built upon the site of an ancient magical weapon. It seemed pretty standard fare to Monika, given her limited exposure to manga. However, when the three got towards the end of the manga, the part that Natsuki had been so invested in, things got a bit interesting. One of the wizard’s underlings had actually attacked the school, and had split up the club members across the school so they couldn’t fight together. As part of this plan, they locked the biggest threats, the main character and one of the other girls from the club, in the gym storage room. This seemed pretty contrived, at least to Monika, and she realized it was likely just a way to let the other club members get fights in, but the scene kept cutting back to the two girls in the storage room. In particular, they kept focusing on the other girl locked in with the main character, who eventually admitted to needing to pee. Not only that, but the manga seemed to focus a lot on this side-plot, with plenty of angles of the desperate character struggling as the two tried to figure a way out of the room. Monika glanced over at Natsuki and watched as she shrunk further down into the couch, refusing to make eye-contact with any of the girls. At the same time, the situation in the manga acutely reminded Monika of her own urges, and once again she found herself pushing them to the back of her mind as she continued reading. Ultimately, the girl in the manga wound up escaping the room, but was unable to make it to the bathroom. The wetting happened off-panel, but it was clear from the wet patch and the dialogue after the fact that she hadn’t made it. Monika wasn’t sure how to feel about the turn the manga took, nor what the other girls thought about it, but she found herself standing there as Yuri closed the book and looked down at it in thought. “W-well?” Natsuki asked, “Don’t just say nothing after reading it for so long!” “It’s, uh…” Sayori began. “I wasn’t aware you were into something so crass,” Yuri stated matter-of-factly. “Crass?” Natsuki blurted out, clearly offended. “At first, I assumed it was just another childish manga, but the odd focus on the character’s need for the restroom borders on the obscene.” “That’s rich, coming from you,” Natsuki pointed out, crossing her arms, “Aren’t you always reading those weird, morbid books?” “My choice of literature is to explore dark themes for the sake of creativity and to provoke thought. In comparison, this was downright perverted. Not to mention incredibly childish. I mean, the situation was contrived, and the idea that a high school girl would wind up wetting herself is absurd.” “It’s not absurd! She was locked in a room! I bet if you were forced to hold it like she did, you’d piss yourself too.” “I would never!” Yuri replied, crossing her arms indignantly. “Oh yeah? Prove it!” Natsuki challenged. “And how would I do that?” “Isn’t it obvious?” Natsuki asked, “Hold it! You won’t be allowed to use the bathroom! I’ll see how long before you start begging to be allowed to go!” “Why would I do something so obscene?” “Oh, are you suddenly worried you’ll wet yourself?” “No, of course-” “Okay, you two!” Monika cut in. She was standing there, arms crossed as she stared down both Yuri and Natsuki. She wasn’t sure how the argument got started, but she wasn’t about to let it ruin Sayori’s sleepover, and moreover, all this talk about needing to pee was only further reminding her of her own need. “Listen, if you two insist on fighting about it, why don’t you BOTH hold it. A holding contest. Yuri, if you have to go before Natsuki, then you can’t really say anything about how childish it is to not be able to hold it anymore.” “Okay,” Yuri asked, “But then what do I get if I win?” Monika hadn’t thought about that. She opened her mouth to say something, but then Sayori interjected. “I have an idea! How about we all participate. We can turn it into a friendly competition! We could make it like a challenge!” “Why would we do that?” Yuri asked. “Well, wouldn’t it be fun to see who can hold it the longest? Plus, it would give us a good penalty for any of the games we play! Anyone who loses has to do some sort of challenge that makes it harder to hold it! Actually, there was this party game one of my classmates was talking about that I wanted to try out, but we needed a good penalty for it!” “I mean, I guess I’m down,” Natsuki answered first. “I don’t know, I still don’t really-” Yuri began, but seeing the smug look already creeping up on Natsuki’s face, she let out a sigh and nodded, “Fine, I don’t want to argue about this anymore anyway.” “I’m in too, then,” Monika nodded, not wanting to be the only dissenting voice. She was a little more than a bit apprehensive about it, though, since she already had to go. “Alright! Let’s start, then!” Sayori smiled, “Oh, but I guess, since none of us need to go yet, we can’t really start right away…” “You were mentioning that movie you wanted to watch earlier,” Monika reminded her, “We could watch that while waiting.” “Great idea! You guys ready?” “Sure,” Natsuki nodded. “I suppose,” Yuri confirmed. Monika felt awkward now. She was put on the spot, and didn’t really want to admit that she had to go. She squeezed her thighs together and judged how full her bladder and bowels were. Neither need was urgent at the moment, and if the idea was they were just going to hold it as long as they could, Monika figured a trip to the bathroom first wasn’t really necessary. “I’m good,” she ultimately wound up saying, pushing her needs once more to the back of her mind. The four sat down and began watching the movie, making sure to have plenty of drinks beforehand for the challenge to come later. Monika was sitting on the couch with Yuri, and Natsuki and Sayori had opted for sitting on the cushions on the floor next to the table, perhaps for easier access to snacks. The movie wasn’t anything special, and Monika wasn’t particularly invested in it, letting her eyes wander as she sipped on her soda. Perhaps it was because of her own needs, but she found her gaze shifting between her friends. Though, at least for now, no one’s actions gave anything away, least of all that any of them had to go to the bathroom. As the movie continued, Monika found it harder to push her needs back to the back of her mind. She wriggled slightly as her bladder continued to fill, not helped in the slightest by the soda she had elected to drink. Her stomach wasn’t doing her any favors either, the pressure slowly mounting as she became increasingly aware of her urge to poop. It wasn’t like she had eaten anything bad, but she often needed to relieve herself shortly after dinner. In her excitement, she had forgotten to do so today, and so as far as her bowels were concerned, she was overdue for a trip to the bathroom. Trying to ignore the building pressure in her abdomen, she once more turned to see if anyone else was starting to feel the urge to pee yet. She found herself studying the others more than the movie. Any errant movement, any slight shuffle. She wasn’t sure why she was so fascinated by the idea, but part of her kind of wanted to know she wasn’t the only one feeling the urge. About halfway through the movie, Monika felt a spasm rock through her bladder, and she tensed up and squeezed her thighs together. The surge of pressure subsided quickly, but now the feeling of fullness building in her bladder was at the forefront of her mind. She tried to focus on the movie to take her mind off of things, but the more she tried to focus on other things, the harder it was for her to ignore. By the movie’s climax, Monika was starting to struggle, and she once again found herself wondering if any of the other girls had to go yet either. She scanned around again. Sayori was sitting still, clearly fully invested in the movie and giving no indication that she had to pee whatsoever. Natsuki seemed equally as unfazed, despite having finished both her water and orange soda, and having even gotten up to run to the fridge and grab another. Monika glanced to her side at Yuri, and at first she assumed all seemed well there too. She was gazing at the screen with her eyes half-lidded, like she wasn’t really interested in the movie, but her expression gave nothing away to any urgency. However, Monika noticed she was sitting stiffer than normal, with her knees rubbing together. An empty glass of water and two juice cans sat next to her on the table. Perhaps Yuri has to go a bit too, that makes me feel a bit better… After what felt like ages, the movie finished, and Monika breathed a small sigh of relief. Natsuki stood up and stretched. If she had to go to the bathroom at all, she wasn’t showing it. Sayori also stood up to do the same, but halfway through the stretch, her body stiffened slightly, and she placed a hand on her abdomen. “How’s everyone holding up after the movie?” Sayori asked, “I’m definitely starting to feel it.” “I’ve definitely gotta go,” Monika took the opportunity to chime in, she didn’t want them suggesting any more delays before the main challenge started. “My bladder is also starting to fill up,” Yuri admitted, turning away and blushing. “I guess I kinda have to go,” Natsuki added, though she didn’t look worried at all, “I could definitely wait a bit longer, but if you three have to go already, then we should start the game.” “What was the game you had in mind anyway, Sayori?” Monika asked. “Oh, right, I never explained it to you guys,” Sayori recalled, “Well, it was a dice game that uses Jenga blocks, so since we have both of those things here, I figured we could try it. We each take turns rolling a dice, and however many dice we have, we have to stack that many blocks on top of each other. If the tower falls over on your turn, then you lose that round, and have to do some sort of penalty. When my friend explained it, they had to share an embarrassing secret, but I figured we could come up with holding challenges, like drinking a glass of water, or having to press on it, or something.” “Sounds good to me,” Natsuki nodded. “Alright, I suppose,” Yuri agreed. “Let’s get started, then!” Monika added. Her urge to pee was growing by the minute, and she could feel the pressure building up in her stomach as well. The sooner the game could begin, the better. It didn’t take long for all the girls to get set up, each sitting around the table as the middle was cleared, save for a place to roll the dice and the Jenga blocks, ready to be stacked. Yuri also offered to brew everyone some tea while they set up, so a hot pot of it sat waiting on a side table, and each of the girls had a glass of water and a hot cup of tea ready to fill their bladders even faster. “Let’s begin! Who goes first?” Monika asked. “Let’s roll for the order to make it fair!” Sayori suggested. They rolled the dice and the order was Monika, Yuri, Sayori, and Natsuki. Conveniently, the four were already sitting in that order, so they could just go around the table and keep track of it easier. “Well Monika, you’re up first!” Monika leaned forwards, ignoring the protest from her bladder, and rolled the first dice. 4. She grabbed four blocks and stacked them neatly on top of each other. Seeing as she was the first to go, she wasn’t worried about the tower losing balance. “My turn now,” Yuri rolled a one. She placed her block on the tower, and passed the dice to Sayori. “Ooh, another 4! Your turn, Natsuki.” “I got a 3, back to you, Monika!” The tower was starting to get a bit precarious, so Monika hoped for a low number. She held her breath and rolled. It was a 2. She placed her two blocks on the tower carefully, and passed the dice onto Yuri. Yuri rolled, and the girl’s all gasped as they saw the dice. “Ooh, a 6, that’s going to be hard!” Natsuki pointed out. Yuri reached to grab her blocks, carefully stacking on top of them one after the other with the grace that Monika had come to expect from Yuri by now. Monika wondered if Yuri would actually manage to stack all 6 blocks, but after the 4th block, the tower tattered, and as Yuri was trying to balance the fifth, the whole tower came crashing down. “Aw, bad luck, Yuri,” Sayori said, “Okay, so, what should the challenge be?” “How about… you have to chug that glass of water?” Natsuki pointed to the full glass next to Yuri. “A-alright…” Yuri nodded, looking a little nervous. She chugged the glass quickly, before shuffling in place a bit and passing the dice to Sayori. Monika took the time to study everyone else at the table. Natsuki seemed as calm as ever, but it was clear that Yuri and Sayori were starting to struggle a bit. Yuri was sitting up straight, her thighs pressed together as she knelt on the floor. Her knees were rubbing up and down, and her face was a bit red. Sayori was fidgeting with her leg and shuffling around a bit, and she did look a bit nervous. Monika herself was definitely starting to struggle. Her bladder was uncomfortably full and she was shaking her legs back and forth. Worse still, she was really starting to feel the urge to poop, feeling bloated as the pressure in her bowels kept mounting. She could feel her muscles tense as her body begged her to use the bathroom. “Alright, it’s my turn again!” Sayori smiled, though her usually cheery voice was definitely undercut by her discomfort. She rolled the dice and hit another 6. She quickly stacked her blocks and passed the dice to Natsuki. “You girls look like you’re struggling already, this’ll be a piece of cake,” Natsuki bragged. She was hit with instant karma, however, as the dice immediately hit her with a 5. Natsuki found herself carefully stacking each block. By the time she was getting to her 4th and 5th blocks, she was being extra careful. While 11 wasn’t tall for the tower, it certainly wasn’t short either. Natsuki finished, letting out a sigh of relief, and passed the dice to Monika. Monika rolled and was thankful when it landed on a 2. She stacked both her blocks carefully and passed the dice quickly to Yuri. As she did so, she was hit with a wave of desperation, and sat down quickly, squirming as she squeezed her thighs together and clenched her butt tightly. Yuri rolled a 3, and nervously grabbed her blocks. She placed them with as much grace and elegance as last time, but she definitely looked a lot more unsteady. It didn’t help that, while she was leaning forwards over the tower, she was shuffling in place, clearly feeling the effects of the extra glass of water she drank earlier. Once she was done, she sat back down quickly, shaking and rubbing her knees together as she blushed. It was back to Sayori, and with the tower already pretty tall now, she rolled the dice nervously. It was another 5. “Aw, there’s no way!” Sayori complained. She reached for her blocks and began to stack them, and it was definitely clear to Monika at this point that Sayori had to go. She was squirming, and finding it pretty hard to sit still. Still, Sayori was being extra careful to stack her blocks. She placed her last one and the tower wobbled before settling, and Sayori breathed a sigh of relief. However, not a split second later, the tower collapsed. “Oh come on! It totally stopped! Anyway, what’s my challenge?” The three girls looked at each other, and Monika spoke up, “Maybe you have to do 10 sit-ups? That seems like it would be hard on a full bladder.” “That’s so evil. But okay…” Sayori positioned herself on the ground and began doing sit-ups. The first couple she did smoothly, but halfway through she was struggling. She was squeezing her thighs together and panting pretty hard. By the time she finished all of them, she was restless, with a hand jammed between her legs. “That was horrible… I really gotta pee now!” “We’re all holding it,” Monika pointed out, “Let’s just keep going with the game.” Sayori continued to squirm and dance in place as she passed the dice to Natsuki, who grabbed it quickly and rolled confidently. It was a 2. Natsuki quickly stacked her 2 blocks on top of each other to start the new tower, and then passed the dice to Monika. Monika rolled a 4, and stacked her blocks, still trying to ignore the pressure both from her bladder and her bowels. Yuri looked uncomfortable and squirmed as she rolled her dice, and was relieved when she rolled a 2. Sayori hesitated, still clearly desperate from the sit-ups she just had to do, and was relieved when she managed to roll a 1. Monika was trying to gauge the height of the tower, and hoped that Natsuki would roll a low number so that, even if she rolled high, she would likely be able to balance her blocks. “Oh man, a 6,” Natsuki stated, staring down at her roll. Monika watched intently, feeling her bladder nag her in protest as she hoped that Natsuki would knock the tower over. It was not to be, however, and Monika found herself rolling next. It was a 4. Monika quickly reached for her blocks, trying to be careful, but also wanting to get past her turn as quickly as possible. She stacked 2 blocks on the tower without any trouble, but then her bladder hit her with another spasm. She flinched as she was trying to place the 3rd block, and the whole tower came tumbling down. Monika clenched her thighs together as she fought back the wave of urgency, and sighed, “Alright, what’s my challenge?” None of the girls seemed like they had an idea, until Natsuki looked over and saw the other stack of games Monika had brought. “I know! How about Twister? We roll once, for each of your limbs, and you have to hold that position after for 10 seconds!” Monika hesitated. She knew that any twister pose where she had to really spread her legs or contort would be difficult, but everyone seemed to be struggling to come up with any other challenge suggestions. “Alright,” Monika nodded, wanting to get her challenge over with. They quickly set up the mat, with Monika dancing back and forth as she waited for them to give her the rolls. “Okay, right arm on red!” Monika bent over, placing her right arm on the red dot, and immediately her body protested. Not only was she putting undue pressure on her bladder, but her bloated stomach was feeling the effects too. She clenched her butt as she held back the pressure and hoped the other girls would hurry up so she could finish her challenge. “Okay, left leg on green!” Monika bit her lips and stretched her left leg out over to one of the green circles. Her legs were now spread apart, and if she tried to squeeze her thighs together, she’d likely lose her balance. She felt the muscles quiver and clench as a surge of desperation shot through her. “Right leg on red!” That was what Monika was most worried about. With red and green on opposite ends, she would have to spread her legs pretty far apart to get her right foot on a red circle. She was now standing there, spreading her legs pretty far and bent over with one hand touching the ground. She was instantly struck with another strong wave of desperation, and in lieu of breaking her position and crossing her legs together, she found herself reaching back with her one free hand and grabbing herself desperately. “Okay, and the last one is left hand on yellow!” Monika steeled herself and pulled her hand away from her crotch, quickly coming to miss the pressure it had put against it. She placed it on yellow and began counting the seconds in her head, even with Sayori counting aloud anyway. The second she hit 10, Monika bolted upright and crossed her legs together, doubling over as she danced around in desperation. “That was way harder than any of the other challenges!” Monika complained, “It felt like forever too!” “Maybe we can find some online? Like a generator? That way it’ll be more fair for everyone,” Natsuki suggested. “Yeah, I think if it’s not us coming up with challenges on the fly, but finding a random one from a premade pool, it will be a lot more fair for everyone,” Yuri agreed. Monika was a bit annoyed that they came up with this plan after she had played the worst game of twister of her life, but as long as it meant the challenges moving forward would be more fair for everyone, she agreed. “I’ll look something up, but give me a few moments to compose myself.” Monika quickly sat down, still squirming as she acutely felt the pressure in her bladder, as well as the poop pressing against her colon. Both from her game of twister and her exertions of holding it in, she could feel a sheen of sweat on her forehead. She looked at the other girls quickly. Sayori was definitely struggling as well, practically unable to sit still and nursing her cup of tea, clearly not wanting to add more liquid to her body. Yuri was also squirming at this point, rubbing her thighs together as she tried not to look at any of her squirming friends. Even Natsuki, who had been the most composed, was starting to shuffle around a bit. Monika then turned to her phone to look up holding challenges. She honestly wasn’t sure what they’d be able to find, but surprisingly, there were a lot more of them online than she thought. She found one that seemed to pick them at random and laid her phone out on the table. “Here we go, hopefully this list will do.” “That’ll work. I just want to get back to the game quickly,” Sayori stated. Yuri nodded in agreement, and even Natsuki agreed. Monika passed the dice to Yuri, and the game started up again, with Yuri rolling a 5. Monika was now finding it harder and harder to concentrate on the flow of the game. Not only had her game of twister really brought the desperation to the forefront of her mind, but the pressure in her stomach was starting to hurt. She felt bloated and was really worried she wouldn’t be able to hold it much longer. Since the game was supposed to just being a pee-holding contest, Monika wondered if she mentioned needing to poop whether the other girls would let her off easier. Still, the idea of even admitting that was immensely embarrassing, and the last thing she wanted was to get egged into holding both, but now with all the girls knowing she had to poop too. By the time the game turned back around to her, Monika had barely noticed it. “Oh, I guess it’s my turn, then,” Monika nodded, rolling the dice. 5. The tower was already pretty tall, the rolls must’ve been pretty unlucky this round. Monika moved forwards slowly, feeling her bladder and bowels squeeze against her in protest as she carefully grabbed her blocks. One by one she stacked them on top of each other, trying to ignore her needs. She managed to finish her turn without the tower collapsing this time, and almost immediately sat back down, jamming a hand between her legs and squirming. Yuri rolled next, rolling a 2. Despite not rolling high, the tower was getting precarious, and Monika watched as Yuri squirmed in place as she tried to carefully place each block. She placed the first one without incident, but while trying to place the second, she let out a gasp and her hand immediately shot to her crotch. She squeezed her legs together as she tried to focus on the second block, but the second she tried to place it atop the tower, the blocks fell. “No fair, I already lost twice, and Natsuki hasn’t even lost once!” Yuri complained, her voice doing nothing to hide her discomfort. “That’s the game, Yuri,” Natsuki gloated. She was still trying to act calm, but Monika noticed her legs were rubbing together restlessly, and she seemed a bit more jittery than normal. “Okay, let’s see what the challenge is,” Monika spoke. She reached over and tapped the button on her phone, and Monika read the challenge out-loud, “Stand with your legs spread apart for 30 seconds.” “A-alright,” Yuri nodded. She stood up, clearly unsteady, and gave her thighs one last squeeze together before spreading them apart. Almost immediately her eyes widened and she grasped at the hem of her sweater. Her legs were shaking, and it was clear Yuri was fighting the urge to clamp them back together as fast as possible. Yuri bit her lip as she clamped her eyes shut, waiting for the 30 seconds to be over. “Aaand, done!” Sayori announced. Almost immediately, Yuri crossed her legs and doubled over, drawing in a sharp breath as she bounced in place. After regaining some of her composure, she sat down, and silently passed the dice to Sayori to continue the challenge. Monika once again pushed the game to the back of her mind as she focused on holding it. She really had to go at this point, almost unable to sit still, and it really felt like the contents of her colon were trying to push their way out. She was breathing heavily and panting a little in the effort to contain herself. Suddenly, she felt a strong wave, and pressure began building up right against her anus. She clenched and squeezed as tightly as she could, trying to keep it in, but a bit of gas forced its way past and escaped. She was grateful that it had just been gas, but she was mortified at the idea of anyone smelling it. Luckily, everyone seemed to be paying attention to Sayori. It was the second go around the table, so the tower was already quite tall, and Sayori had to somehow balance 6 blocks on top. Somehow, she managed it, and with only one wobble, the tower stayed upright this time, and Sayori passed the dice to Natsuki. Natsuki rolled a 4, and everyone almost immediately knew it would be all but impossible to get the tower that high up without it falling. Sure enough, not even one block in, and the tower came crashing down. “My first loss! Okay, hit me, what’s the challenge?” Monika hit the challenge generator, “Drink a glass of water!” “Oh man, that’s easy!” Natsuki bragged. She quickly chugged her glass of water, barely hesitating as she gulped it down quickly. However, about halfway through chugging, Monika saw Natsuki shuffle in place and squeeze her thighs together, and it was clear that, despite her brave face, she was feeling the effects of a full bladder, and all she was doing now was adding to it. Once she finished, she placed the empty glass down on the table and smiled, but was still clearly way more uncomfortable and restless than she had been before. The game continued, with Monika starting off the new round. She rolled a 4 and quickly stacked her blocks, passing the dice onto Yuri, who had shifted positions, and was now sitting on her heel. Sayori was looking worse for wear, sitting unnaturally stiff as she struggled with one hand jammed between her legs. Monika herself was still dancing restlessly in place, the pressure in her bladder and her colon practically begging her to run off to the bathroom and go before it was too late. She was so distracted, struggling with the pressure as she squirmed and struggled. It was hard for her to find a position she found comfortable, and she was constantly holding back what she hoped was the pressure of another fart. By the time it was her turn again, she barely registered when she rolled a 6. She tried to carefully stack the blocks on top of one another, but it was harder and harder to focus. She suddenly felt the pressure in her bowels mount again, and she had to clench hard to avoid letting anything out. In her efforts to hold it in, her hand slipped and she knocked over the tower, dooming her to whatever punishment the generator would find for her. “Okay, let’s see,” Monika replied, straining, “You have to leak for one second, and then stop. Wait, what!? There’s no way, I don’t want to wet myself!” “Hey, it’s what the challenge says!” Sayori pointed out, “B-besides, it’s just a small leak. I’ve… already leaked into my underwear myself.” “Yeah, come on, Monika, it’s part of the game!” Natsuki urged. Monika looked over to Yuri, hoping she would act as a voice of reason, but Yuri merely shot her an apologetic look and turned away. She was squirming pretty bad and Monika figured she didn’t have the energy to put up much protest against Natsuki and Sayori. Monika let out a sigh and nodded. She was reaching her limits anyway, and any amount of relief from that pressure would be amazing. Monika spread her legs and slowly relaxed her muscles, trying to relax enough to let out a small leak. Despite how badly she had to go, though, it was a lot harder than normal, and she wound up trying to put a bit of pressure to actually leak. Finally, she did, feeling a hot spurt of pee leak out into her panties. Unfortunately, she also felt something squeeze its way out of the other end. She quickly clamped down and squeezed her muscles shut, but aside from the expected wetness, she also let out a loud fart and felt something hot, solid, and sticky in her pants. It wasn’t much, just a small amount, but Monika could tell that she had messed herself as well. “Hahaha, was that a fart, Monika?” Natsuki asked. “Y-yeah,” Monika lied. “Ah, for a second there, I was going to ask if you needed to poop as well,” Yuri stated. “I thought so too,” Sayori admitted, “A-actually, I also really have to poop, but we were having a lot of fun with the game, so I didn’t want to ruin it by running off to the bathroom.” Her face lit up bright like a Christmas tree and she blushed, sitting back down and being careful not to squish the small mass that was protruding in her panties. It was small enough she didn’t think anyone would see it through her pants, but the simple fact that she had actually pooped in her panties was mortifying to her. I can’t believe it. This is the absolute worst. I hope no one smells it… oh my god, I didn’t even bring a spare change of clothes for tonight, what am I even going to do? The game started up again from there, but Monika was no longer paying attention. Not only was her mind firmly on the fact that she actually just had a bit of an accident, moreso than the short leak she had meant to, but now that she had tasted a bit of relief from both ends, her desperation was only heightened. Her swollen bladder was begging for more than just the small taste of relief, and as mortifying as letting a little bit out had been, she could feel even more pressing up against her anus, ready to push its way out as well. It reached Monika’s turn yet again and she merely rolled and stacked her blocks, almost on autopilot. Should I just give up and go now? Oh my god, I have to go to the bathroom. I just want to run there and let it all out. But we’re all playing this game, and worse still, if I mention I have to poop now, they might smell it, they’ll totally smell it But I can’t hold it much longer, I’m really on the verge of wetting and shitting myself… this is the worst… The game reached Natsuki next before the tower came crashing down again, and Natsuki complained, not bothering to play anything up anymore. Monika tapped the phone, and the challenge Natsuki got was to run her hand under running water for 30 seconds. “Oh god, that’ll be hard,” Natsuki spoke, “I’ll be back, I’ll use the one in the sink so no one thinks I’m cheating and going to the bathroom.” Natsuki shuffled off, and a few moments later the sounds of a running tap were echoing through both the kitchen and the living room. Each of the girls reacted to the sound. Yuri shifted from simply sitting down to now bouncing on her heel, a hand clamped firmly between her legs. Sayori moaned and jammed both hands between her legs as she squirmed desperately on the floor. Monika herself felt her bladder spasm at the sound as she clamped down, feeling another involuntary leak slip out into her still-damp panties. She clamped her hand down on it hard, and tried not to think about the sound as she fought back her bladder and her urge to poop. After what seemed like an eternity, Natsuki made her way back into the room, hobbling with one hand jammed between her legs. Everyone was clearly desperate, and Monika was hoping the contest wouldn’t last much longer. The game started up again, but each dice roll was going by slow as each of the girls squirmed and struggled against their full bladders. The tower didn’t even make it one way around the table. Sayori found herself desperately trying to stack the blocks when she squirmed involuntarily and sent the tower tumbling down. “No! I have to pee so bad, I don’t think I can do a challenge!” Despite her protests, Monika steeled herself and reached over for her phone, producing another challenge from the generator and reading it aloud, “Allow someone to sit on your lap and try not to squirm for 30 seconds.” “O-okay, but who, though?” Sayori asked. “I think I’m a little too tall,” Yuri mentioned. “I’m a bit tall too,” Monika added, “but Natsuki should fit in your lap pretty easily,” In truth, Monika didn’t see any reason why height mattered, but she figured Yuri had spoken up to avoid having to move, since she looked quite desperate, and Monika herself was appalled at the idea of sitting down on anyone’s lap after having messed herself a little. “Alright, I’ll do it,” Natsuki agreed, clearly wanting to hurry these challenges along. Sayori sat down on the couch and Natsuki took a seat on her lap. Sayori herself was trying her best not to squirm, but Natsuki had no such restrictions, and was shuffling restlessly in Sayori’s lap. “Stop moving around so much, you’re gonna make me wet myself!” “I can’t help it, I have to pee too!” Sayori’s eyes widened and she let out an eep, squeezing her thighs together and trying not to squirm too much as she clamped down. “Get off! Natsuki, I’m serious, I can’t hold it anymore!” “Sorry, no can do, it’s part of the challenge, remember?” “I’m seriously gonna-” Sayori stopped and squeezed her eyes shut as she leaned back, trying to take as much pressure off her bladder as possible, “I leaked! I’m gonna pee! Get off!” “There’s still 10 seconds left,” Natsuki teased, even as she herself was squirming in Sayori’s lap out of desperation. Sayori ground and merely struggled, trying to hold on for the remaining time. Each agonizing second, Natsuki’s weight was pressing down on her bladder and making her need to pee even worse. “Okay, time’s up,” Monika announced finally. “Natsuki, get off me! Right now! Please, hurry, I’m gonna~!” Natsuki stood up and Sayori leaned forwards, digging her hands between her crotch. She stood up and doubled over, moaning in desperation as she hopped from foot to foot. She crossed and uncrossed her legs, and froze in place. At first, Monika thought she was just tensing up to hold it in more, but soon a dark spot spread out across Sayori’s pajama shorts and started streaming down her legs. It began to splatter as her stream strengthened, hitting the floor. Sayori let out a sigh of relief as she visibly relaxed, completely wetting herself. Monika had to turn away, even as she could still hear Sayori pant and sigh in relief, and the sound of liquid hitting the floor as Sayori continued to empty her swollen bladder. Part of Monika wanted to do the same right there, but she had already pooped in her panties, and the last thing she wanted was to wet herself. As part of her attempts to avoid watching Sayori’s accident directly, Monika turned to look at Yuri, who was looking down and blushing as she was very clearly struggling not to watch her friend wet herself. Curiosity seemed to get the better of her, and she kept glancing back over towards her, even while she herself was fighting to hold on. When Sayori finally finished, she looked down at her puddle and scratched the back of her head sheepishly, “S-sorry, you three, I couldn’t hold it anymore. I guess this means I’m out of the game.” “Not entirely,” Natsuki pointed out, “You still have to poop, right? Why don’t you hold that in so we can keep the game going!” “I guess you’re right, I do really, really still have to poop. It was really hard holding both back at the same time.” Monika wanted to point out that most challenges that would be for a pee holding contest wouldn’t really apply to the other end, but she didn’t have time to protest, and she wasn’t about to bring that up needlessly. She also didn’t want to linger on a conversation that was only reminding her of her own urgent needs. “Anyway, should we clean up the puddle now, or…?” Sayori began to ask, trailing off, embarrassed, since it was her puddle. “We can clean everything up at the end, I’m sure that won’t be the last puddle we make tonight,” Natsuki pointed out, “That could also be the prize for the winner, not having to help everyone else clean up their mess!” No one else seemed eager to disagree, so everyone just nodded, and the game started up again. By this point, it was nearly impossible for Monika to focus on the game. Sayori’s accident had only brought her desperation to a new height, and she was just fighting to hold on. When it became her turn again, she amazingly managed to roll a one, and carefully placed her single block on the tower before returning to her desperate squirming and dancing. Natsuki wound up losing the next round, and Monika reached over for her phone again, “Do 10 jumping jacks.” “Oh are you kidding!” Natsuki complained, but compiled, standing up and getting into position. She did the first two jumping jacks back to back before pausing to double over, squirming around desperately. She got another one in before once again pausing to cross her legs, gasping as she clearly struggled against a full bladder. Each jump was like a jolt going straight through her bladder, and each time she had to pause and recover. By the time she reached 10, Natsuki was squirming around and dancing desperately, unable to sit still. With how much she was wriggling around, Monika was surprised she had managed to hold on through that. The next round came, and Monika went on full autopilot, just trying to muster up enough strength to hold it until the end of the contest. She didn’t even care about winning at this point, but she figured if everyone was so desperate, that if someone else wet themselves, she could give up without much protest. As she squirmed and struggled, it hit her turn again, and she rolled a 6. The tower was pretty high, and already teetering unsteadily. She didn’t really think she was going to be able to stack all 6 blocks up. She tried her best to stack the first block on the tower without it collapsing, at least, but her unsteady hand and her unfocused mind made for a dangerous combination. The tower came crashing down. “Well, guess it’s my turn for a challenge,” Monika spoke, her voice strained. She reached out to her phone and read her own challenge aloud, “Allow someone to give you a tight, squeezing hug from behind.” “I’d do it, but… I’m a bit wet already, I don’t want to get you wet,” Sayori pointed out. “Can’t… stand up… not after those jumping jacks,” Natsuki complained. “I’ll do it,” Yuri stood up unsteadily. Monika immediately blushed. She had messed herself earlier, and she had been desperately begging no one to notice the smell this whole time. If Yuri got really close to her for a hug, even if Monika managed to hold herself, she was worried that Yuri would smell it. “M-make it quick, I really can’t hold it much longer,” Monika admitted, though while it seemed like she just meant her bladder, she knew in her mind she was on the verge of making an even bigger mess. “M-me neither,” Yuri admitted. She reached behind Monika and wrapped her arms around her, squeezing her tightly, and making sure to put pressure on Monika’s bladder for the challenge. Monika let out a desperate groan and felt a leak spurt out of her. She clamped and crossed her legs, trying to fight against the added pressure from Yuri’s hold. Yuri released her, and Monika let out a sigh of relief, both from having somehow held on, but also from the fact that it didn’t seem like Yuri had smelled anything. Monika sat down quickly and Yuri hobbled back to her spot on the floor, and Monika passed the dice to Yuri. Yuri rolled a 6, and immediately reached over to grab her blocks. She began stacking them on top of each other, but her hands were unsteady and it was clear she was incredibly desperate. She was shuffling back and forth and practically burying her crotch into her heel, trying desperately to physically plug herself up as she fought back against a swollen bladder. Still she managed to stack her blocks on top of each other, and passed the dice to Sayori. Sayori also managed to roll a 6, and struggled as she stacked them up. She was no longer desperate to pee, but it was clear she was still moving stiffly and awkwardly, and Monika knew all too well what Sayori was fighting against. As she leaned forwards to carefully stack her last block, she let out a loud fart and blushed, sitting back down. “S-sorry, I really gotta go!” “It’s fine, just pass the dice!” Natsuki asked forcefully. It was clear the jumping jacks had taken their toll, and the poor girl had her hands clamped between her legs, desperately struggling to hold on. She pulled one away from her crotch to grab the dice and roll it. “Another six,are you kidding me?” Sure enough, not halfway through stacking all her blocks, Natsuki knocked the tower over, and Monika quickly leaned forwards to dish out her challenge. “Listen to ocean wave sounds for 30 seconds.” “Is that it, okay!” Natsuki grabbed the phone and clicked on the provided link, playing it out loud for everyone to hear. “W-wait, Natsuki, use headphones!” Monika urged. “Yeah, it’s your punishment, not all of ours!” Sayori agreed, even though she no longer had to pee anymore. “I can’t… hold it anymore!” Yuri doubled over, reaching back and clamping both hands over her crotch uselessly. She squirmed and struggled as she squeezed her eyes shut and groaned in desperation, but not a few moments later, a loud hiss could be heard. She burst, a hot, forceful stream of urine pouring out of her as the sounds of ocean waves had overcome her bladder fully. She sat there panting and blushing, each breath almost a moan as she felt her body shake in utter relief. Monika let out another involuntary leak at the mere sight of Yuri wetting herself, and she didn’t think she would be able to hold it in watching Yuri any more. “N-Natsuki, you win,” Monika admitted, standing up and bouncing from foot to foot in desperation, “I can’t hold it anymore either, I’m about to wet myself too, so let’s both go to the bathroom before we make more of a mess.” “H-hey, I’m still holding it too!” Sayori pointed out. “Even before that, Natsuki didn’t win!” Yuri accused, still wetting herself, “she cheated, she played the sounds out loud instead of doing the challenge herself!” “Well, you were the one who said wetting yourself was childish, now who’s the child? Me and Monika are the only ones still dry!” “Anyway, should we continue?” There’s still three of us holding something, so-” “N-no, I can’t…” Monika admitted, “I can’t anymore!” Monika felt her whole body fighting against her, and she realized she was at her limit. Focusing all her attention on not completely messing herself, she gave up fighting against her full bladder. She practically exploded, a hot, wet stream of urine poured down her legs, soaking into her pajama pants until they were sticking to her legs. The stream continued to flow onto the floor, spreading out into a large puddle beneath her. Monika couldn’t even enjoy the sensations of relief as her bladder emptied itself. All she could do was clench and hope that the contents of her colon stayed inside her as she emptied it out, and that she could at least hold it until the bathroom was free after Sayori and Natsuki used them. Finally, after what felt like ages, Monika’s stream died off, and she stood there, looking down at a downright enormous puddle. “Well, technically I’m still holding it, but I’m willing to say you’re the winner here, Natsuki, especially since I already wet myself earlier,” Sayori replied, “Besides, if I don’t go now, I’m definitely going to poop my pants.” “A-alright,” Natsuki nodded, “A-actually, Sayori, I don’t want you making a total mess of yourself, so you can go first. Just please, hurry!” “Are you sure?” Sayori asked, before a loud noise from her stomach makes her face pale, and she doubles over, “A-actually, alright! I gotta go now!” “Ah, actually, I also have to poop, a little,” Monika admitted, trying to play it off like she wasn’t also on the verge of messing herself. “While you three do that, I’m going to clean myself up in the bath,” Yuri replied, voice irritated. She was clearly still upset by Natsuki’s stunt. The three girls began hobbling their way towards the only toilet in Sayori’s house, which was upstairs. Sayori began slowly climbing the steps, with a clearly desperate Natsuki and Monika behind her. Suddenly, however, Sayori doubled over, and let out a gasp. “Oh my god!” A loud fart filled the stairway as Sayori hunched over and grabbed her stomach. It didn’t take long for Monika to notice why. A large lump was forming in the back of Sayori’s pajama shorts. She was pooping herself. It happened way faster than any of them expected, with Sayori’s shorts and panties suddenly sagging by a large, smelly brown mass at her rear. She gasped and doubled over as even more came out, and tried to adjust herself, looking down and begging for none to leak out onto the floor. “Well, if you’re already shitting yourself, then I’m going to go!” Natsuki jolted past Sayori and rushed up to where the bathroom was. Monika looked down at Sayori, who was still making a mess of herself, and apologized as she slipped past too. Sayori simply stood there and finished before trying to hobble her way up to the bathroom carefully. Monika found Natsuki three steps from the bathroom, doubling over and hobbling from foot to foot, inching closer to the bathroom. Perhaps it was a wave of desperation, or perhaps Natsuki had stumbled over her own feet, but before she could reach the bathroom, the poor girl fell to the floor and let out a loud gasp. A wet patch appeared between her legs as a spurt escaped out from the impact. Natsuki let out a cry of shock and desperately clamped her legs together, jamming both hands against her crotch in a vain attempt to stop the inevitable. Unfortunately, it was too late, and in her struggle to get up, the dams burst. A loud hiss accompanied her moans of desperation as she finally let loose, the powerful spray practically ignoring her panties and pajama pants as she pissed full-force onto the floor. The puddle quickly spread out across the hallway, and Monika paused. Natsuki wasn’t even halfway done emptying her bladder when Sayori hobbled down the hallway behind them. The second she noticed Natsuki she placed a hand over her mouth and gasped. “Oh no! I’m so sorry, Natsuki!” Sayori and Monika stood there and watched Natsuki wet herself, almost transfixed, even despite Monika’s own urgent need. The puddle kept growing and growing, and Monika wondered if it would spread out across the width of the whole hallway. It nearly did, but as Natsuki let out one final gasp of relief, her stream died down, and Sayori patted her on the shoulders. “I can’t believe you managed to hold that much for that long!” She said, helping Natsuki up and admiring the puddle. As she bent down, Monika could see the rather large lump in her pajama shorts, and was almost equally as impressed by its size, “The rest of us wound up totally making a mess of ourselves way before you did.” “Y-yeah,” Natsuki smiled, puffing out her chest despite wetting herself, though her face was bright red, “I’m still the winner!” “Well, with that, I’m going to go clean up before I make more of a mess on the floor,” Sayori replied sheepishly before hobbling into the toilet and closing the door. “Oh, Sayori, wait!” Monika called out, but it was too late. Monika had downplayed needing to poop, but she was actually on the verge of messing herself. She tried to hold on for a bit longer, but the truth was she had no idea how long Sayori would be cleaning up in the bathroom. She could feel the pressure in her abdomen mount and build up, and she gasped as she doubled over. She clenched as tight as she could, trying to force back the pressure mounting right at her anus. At first, she almost thought she’d be able to make it, but then a sharp pain shot through her stomach. She let out a long fart and hoped that would relieve enough pressure to tide her over, but in the next instant, her colon contracted in one final push, and she could no longer hold it back. She was messing herself. She could understand why Sayori had managed to shit herself so fast. The pressure in her colon was immense, and the second she felt her anus loosen, almost all of the pressure nearly forced its way out at once. It was a large, mostly solid mass that filled her panties and began to sag as she let it continue to push out. She let out a sigh of relief almost like a moan as she finally felt the relief her body had been begging for this whole time. “Oh my god,” Natsuki spoke as she turned around, hearing and likely smelling Monika’s accident, “There’s no way you weren’t holding it in this whole time, that thing’s massive.” Sayori seemed to be done cleaning up in the toilet, or as much as she could be, wearing the same clothes. She stepped out and saw the result of Monika and Natsuki’s accidents, and blushed. “Oh my, that’s… impressive,” Sayori told Monika, “Sorry, if I had known you had to poop too, I would’ve let you go first. Since, well, I already did.” It’s okay,” Monika spoke, but she had no idea what she was going to do now. Actually, she had no idea what any of them were going to do. She didn’t know about the others, but she only had her current clothes, and they were all in various stages of messiness after their accidents. As Monika stepped past the puddle and into the bathroom to hopefully get most of the sagging bulge in her pants into the toilet, she felt completely embarrassed and mortified that she had completely wet and shit herself in front of her friends. But more than that, she was even more mortified at another thought. That… that wasn’t actually that bad… in fact… it might have even been a little bit fun? There’s no way! Trying to push that thought to the back of her mind, Monika cleaned herself up as best as she could in the toilet, and stepped back out, wondering how on earth they were going to deal with everything, and how they were going to enjoy the rest of the slumber party. - The End -

Disclaimer: This comment was meant to save my progress. I'll get to the actual story soon, I promise. For now, though, please wait a bit longer.

This is extreme silliness: Probably, most of you have nothing (polite) you want say about this. But if you’ve found something you enjoy along this line, please share. If you’re like me your diapered sleepover guests mostly include your plushy companions and or pets. When holding a diapered (AB or DL or whatever) sleepover which items below do you care about? What do find attractive about material you choose? If not obvious, what is their connection with DL? Do you run a sitter or responsible adult simulation on your computer? What real humans (not their real names) do you invite? Are they diapered? What conventional and plushy pets do you invite? Are they diapered? Human-like companions do you invite (such as your Hinata pillow or special dolls)? Are they diapered? The meal, if any? Snacks and drinks? Background music? Dance music? Decorations? DVDs and other videos? Books, talking books and manga? Games (board? computer? digital?) and contests? Do attendees keep a potty-progress chart or bladder diary? Do participants engage in arts or crafts? Do you sleep in beds, sleeping bags, a tent, . . . ? Other?

Hey, a few years ago I read a story on ExperienceProject (a site with several stories about omo that is sadly closed) and maybe someone copied it and still has it: The story was about a teen boy having a birthday party or something like that at home and one of his friends forgot his phone and asked for his. He gave him his phone but forgot to close the tab with Omorashi on it. The other boy got interested and they started a holding contest. It would be amazing if someone could Help me finding this story. thanks 🙂

Knuckles the Echidna was mostly known for living most of his life in solitude, he didn't like being a part of big groups, and Sonic brought up multiple times that he and Tails would be hosting a sleepover and would ask if Knuckles wanted to come. He's always said no, mostly because he liked being alone, and for one more secret he's kept from the others...... ......he was a bed wetter. Yes, you heard it correctly, Knuckles the Echidna had countless times wet himself in his sleep. It all starts with the same dream. He was laying quietly under a large tree, the branches hung low and kept the sun out of his eyes. A large lake, with a waterfall that shown rainbows when the sunlight danced across it, was present in front of him. He slowly stood up, and without removing his gloves or shoes, slowly got into the water, and sank low into it. Before the dream could continue, Knuckles was forced awake by a strange feeling, however, he knew what it was. "Oh for Chaos's sake, not again," he moaned, staring down at the puddle underneath him. He wasn't bothered too much by it, after all, it wasn't the first time this happened, the slightly large puddle would dry up before morning. When he and the others were sent to Earth by an out of control Chaos Control, he hung out in alleyways or parks, looking for chaos emeralds, so no one noticed his issue then either. He sat, awake, the rest of the night, he crossed his arms and leaned against the Master Emerald, he'd love to go back asleep, but he feared that he would have the same dream as earlier, and the puddle underneath him would become larger. When morning finally came, the puddle was partway dried, but still unrecognizable as urine, Knuckles yawned and stood up, rubbed the sleep out of his eyes, and resumed his guard position. Knuckles stared down at the puddle of urine, still dripping down the altar steps, and sighed, he prayed no one would visit while the puddle wasn't dried completely. After a while, he heard the sound of a plane's propellers, and looked up, sure enough, Sonic and Tails flew down towards the island, stopping before the stone altar. Sonic jumped out and walked towards Knuckles, "Hey, Knuckles, long time, no see, how've you been?" The echidna yawned and said, "Could be better, what brings you to Angel Island?" "Not get enough sleep last night, Knuckles? You sound kinda tired," Tails asked. "I was woken up in the middle of the night by---" he stopped short, being tired he zoned out, but recovered quickly, he almost just spilled the secret that he was a bed wetter! "Ummm... I forget, so, why are you here, again?" Sonic passed off Knuckles's nervousness as nothing and said, "Tails and I are having a sleepover, and seeing how tired you are, you might wanna join, of course, you might not either, but it can't hurt to ask, right?" "Can't hurt," Knuckles droned on, half asleep. "So you'll come?" Sonic asked hopefully, "Huh..." Knuckles started, but he was cut off by Sonic, "Great! We'll see you there tonight!" Knuckles now realized he was screwed, if he didn't come, it would upset Sonic and Tails greatly, but if he did, they would find out his bedwetting problem. Later that night, he did decide to show up, but he came up with a semi good idea to keep from wetting himself in his sleep. Sonic ran up and said, "Glad you could make it, Knux, we promise you will have some fun, he have games, snacks, and a lot more!" "We tried not to go overboard with it, but Sonic wanted to make your first sleepover with us as good as possible," Tails sighed. "It's alright," Knuckles replied, he didn't care that it was a little too much, he was concerned on if he'll walk out of this party with his secret intact. Most of the night was a blur, they played games, had snacks, all Knuckles did was stare at his glass of water, wanting to cut down on his liquid intake, less of a chance he'll wet the couch (which he stated he was fine with sleeping on). When it neared time for bed, Sonic was already asleep with his head on a table, Knuckles and Tails shared opposite sides of the couch. Tails, being the youngest, fell asleep almost instantly, Knuckles however, tossed and turned, remembering he hadn't used the bathroom once since he showed up. Slowly getting up, he made his way to the bathroom, coming back quietly, more relieved, and having a lesser chance of waking up wet. Tails woke up first, however, there was a strange warm, wet feeling underneath him, he slowly lifted the blanket and quietly gasped, he hadn't wet the bed in years, why now? He observed it more closely, and saw that most of it was underneath, "Knuckles!" The echidna stirred, and looked up at Tails, "What's wrong?" "This!" Tails yanked the blanket off of Knuckles, the echidna stared down at himself in shock, "N-no, it couldn't have h-h-happened, not again!" Knuckles covered his face with his hands. Sonic walked out into the room, "Hey guys, sleep--- Knuckles y-you didn't.... did you?" The echidna was at a loss for words, he took as many precautions as he could, cut down his water intake, he even went to the bathroom beforehand, how could he have done this? Sniffling quietly, he said, "N-now you know w-w-why I don't like sleepo-overs," he buried his reddened muzzle into his hands and softly cried. "Hey, Knux, it isn't your fault, it happens to everyone, here, I'll find some towels to help clean up," Sonic said softly, then left. "Knuckles, why did you hide this from us?" Tails asked, "It's just emb-b-barassing, you know, the g-guardian of the Master E-emerald is a bed wetter!" Knuckles wailed, burying his face in his hands again. Tails rubbed Knuckles's back, "Knuckles, no one blames you, it happens to you, it happens to me, it even happens to Sonic sometimes." "Here, we'll get you cleaned up and later, we'll go to town and buy some grapes for ya, okay?" Knuckles sniffed and said, "O-okay." (Team Sonic belongs to SEEEGAAA, not meh.)

A/N: (This was originally posted to ao3 as the sleepover, but I'm 99% sure I've had a fic with that title here before, so new title time.) Look this is self-indulgent for so many reasons, but basically I just wanted to write all the girls peeing, and needed an excuse to get them in the same place. For all the girls besides Kris, I have multi-chaptered high school AUs planned where each of them enters into a relationship with an older man under sketchy circumstances, and in a half-asleep state, I kept trying to think about who was with Petrel, only to remember no one was. So I was like, fuck it. Put Kris in. I probably won't do the full fic for her or anything, but I wanted her here. Actually, this is an AU of that AU because none of the girls are friends or know each other well in that AU. It doesn't make sense. I just wanted them to all pee and talk about older men, okay? There's about 1k of them just talking about the older dudes they like, so. that's a thing. Probably useless, I don't care, this fic was a gift to myself (For reference, Moon likes Nanu, I just haven't outlined her fic and don't know how they meet yet, that's why she keeps it vague) “That line is way too long,” Hilda groans. “We would be waiting forever.” “It would be faster to just go back home,” Leaf agrees, “instead of just waiting around in that. Do you guys want to just head back?” It is her and her twin brother’s birthday today, and while her father has taken Red and his friends out, her mother took her and her friends out. Each of the twins was allowed to have the party of their choice, but when it came down to them having a sleepover, her parents decided to split the parties, with their grandparents offering their house for Red and the handful of boys he would have with him, while Leaf’s nine guests will come back to her house. After a big dinner, they all wanted to visit the bathroom before going home, but there is a bit of a line, and with ten of them needing to wait in it, it definitely seems like the better idea to wait until they get home. Lyra, Kris, May, Dawn, Hilda, Rosa, Serena, Moon, and Gloria all agree with that, and soon enough, they have loaded up, with some getting in Leaf’s mother’s van, and the others riding with Moon’s mother, who came along just because they knew they would need the extra car space to fit all of the girls. It isn’t a very long trip for any of them, but on the drive, Leaf begins to get ideas, about how she can make her birthday sleepover a little more interesting. When they get back home, she’ll have to see if the other girls are up for it before any of them go to the bathroom. Her mother is likely to go straight to bed, since she spent a lot of the dinner complaining about how exhausting the birthday planning has been for the twins, so as long as they are quiet, they will be able to get up to whatever they want to. Once they are back home, she says, “Hey, guys, let’s go to my room real quick.” “You girls try to keep it down if you stay up late, alright?” her mother says, and the girls agree, before following Leaf to her room, curious about what she is going to say, and why she thought it was so important to ask them all to come to her room right away, when they had all agreed at the restaurant to come straight home to pee. Needless to say, they are all surprised when Leaf suggests that they don’t go right away, and instead make a game out of it. “We’ll all drink the same amount at certain times, and whoever is the last one standing wins, and gets to actually go to the bathroom.” “Wait, but doesn’t that mean everyone who loses has to wet themselves?” asks Kris, with wide eyes. “Sure sounds that way to me,” Rosa says, but there is a mischievous glint in her eyes, as if she already thinks that she would be the one to win, and that she really, really wants to try this out. “Look, I’ve already totally thought this through. My mom is gonna be out once she goes to bed, the laundry room is on the other side of the house, and we can all just wait to change into our pajamas, so she’ll never find out,” Leaf explains. “Yeah, but that still doesn’t change what we would be doing ,” Kris replies. “Are you afraid you’re gonna lose?” May teases, and Kris scowls. “No, of course not! I just thought it seemed kind of…” “Kind of hopeless, since I’m going to kick all your asses,” Hilda finishes with a smirk, and with those fighting words dealt out, there is no more question of whether or not they will do this. “It’s going to be fun!” Lyra insists, seeming incredibly excited. “Alright, so the rules are, nobody is allowed to go to the bathroom, and we all have to drink at the same time,” Leaf explains, mostly repeating what she has already said. “If you fully pee yourself, you’re out, so you don’t have to drink anymore, but you have to stay in your wet clothes until the end. First one out has to do all the laundry, and the winner...hm…” “Did you not think of a prize for the winner?” asks Dawn, shaking her head. “I’ve been making it up as I go along!” Leaf protests. “How about...in addition to bragging rights, the winner gets one free favor out of each of the losers, redeemable any time?” Gloria suggests. “Like, you could copy homework, borrow any of their clothes, get them to do a chore for you, anything like.” “So, nine redeemable coupons, basically?” asks Serena. “Exactly!” she says. “How does that sound, Leaf?” “I think that’s a pretty good prize! So, I’ll go get some drinks from the kitchen, and you all be good in here! Remember, nobody leaves the room!” “Then I’m coming with you,” Lyra says. “I’ll make sure you’re not cheating!” Together, the two of them creep to the kitchen, getting the boxes of sodas that Leaf’s parents had bought for the party tonight. With ten girls, it will not be long before it’s all gone, but if their contest goes on much longer than that, then they can all get glasses of water. Returning to the room, Leaf passes out cans and says, “After we finish them, I’ll set a timer on my phone, and in thirty minutes, we have to drink again.” Already, there is quite a bit of pressure on all of their bladders. With free refills and a long dinner, they have already had a lot to drink, and already really need to pee. It will only be a matter of time before one of them loses, it is just a matter of who will be the first one to soak themselves. With the prize being a rather appealing one, nobody wants to be the one to lose. Once the sodas are done with, Moon asks, “So, what are we going to do to kill the time until the next round?” “We could just do normal sleepover stuff,” Serena replies. “You know, boy gossip or whatever?” “What, no naked pillow fights?” Hilda teases. “This is just so you can talk about that handsome professor, isn’t it?” “Says the girl who actually has a boyfriend!” she retorts, earning some laughter from some of the other girls. Of course, that laughter is immediately cut short, as they all collectively realize that it is not helpful to the situation. “I don’t even have any boys to talk about,” Moon mumbles, “so I’m not going to be able to contribute anything exciting.” “Really? Nobody? Are you sure you’re not holding out on us?” Lyra teases her, and Moon blushes, but says nothing. If she has some secret crush, none of them are going to be able to get it out of her tonight. “Leave her alone,” Dawn says. “Rather than teasing her, why don’t you tell us more about how dreamy Mr. Wataru is.” Upon hearing the name of her long-term substitute, Lyra immediately turns red and stammers, “Th-that’s not fair!” “You wanted to hear about Moon’s love life, and you’ve definitely gone on about him plenty of times before, so what’s the problem?” “What was it you said his first name was? Lance?” asks Rosa. “Stop it!” Lyra protests, but it isn’t long before a chant of Lance-and-Lyra has broken out. “That’s not funny! He’s a really nice guy and a great teacher, so...there!” “Aw, don’t tease her too much,” Leaf finally intervenes, though she had been one of the chanters just seconds before. “She’s all red.” “Then you tell us about that creepy guy from the diner,” Rosa says, quickly turning the tables on her. “What creepy guy?” she asks, feigning innocence. “Come on, you talk about him all the time! The same creepy guy you go talk to every week!” “Giovanni isn’t like that! He just likes talking to me is all,” she mumbles. “He wears a suit just to go out, and the guys who’re with him are definitely shady,” Hilda replies. “Creepy or not, he’s definitely not on the right side of the law.” “Well, neither is your boyfriend, considering he’s going out with you.” For a moment, no one has anything to say to that. Though they all seem to share the same taste for guys that are too old to them- even if Moon won’t admit to it- Hilda is the only one to have actually gotten anywhere with it. After hitting it off with an older man at a business party her parents held at her house, she has been seeing him in secret, a scandal that her friends are endlessly interested in. “Honestly, I’m surprised you came to my kiddy party, when you could have just told your mom you were coming and then snuck off to have a romantic night with Grimsley.” “You say that like I’m not planning on using Rosa as an excuse to do that tomorrow.” “Aw, what? You mean we aren’t actually hanging out?” Rosa asks, pretending to be shocked before dissolving into giggles. Suddenly, she stops laughing, pressing her thighs together and biting her lip. “Are you about to be our first loser?” asks May, staring at her intently. “No, I’m not! I stopped it before I could leak. But, seriously, let’s lay off the jokes?” she suggests, with a nervous smile. Before anyone can try and make her laugh again, she changes the subject by saying, “What about you, May? Anyone special in your life?” “Oh, I don’t know about that,” she mumbles. “I mean, my dad would kill me if I started dating, or maybe just whoever I was dating. And we’ve finally started getting close again, and that’s just been great…” “Aw, come on, nobody wants to hear you talk about your dad , we want juicy details!” Rosa interrupts, not noticing the way that May is blushing. “Alright, let me find someone else to pick on...Gloria! Bet you’re glad Marnie isn’t close with Leaf, right? Or else she would be here and one of us would end up letting it slip that you’re madly in love with her big brother!” “Nooo!” Gloria wails, covering her face with her hands. “You guys promised to never tell her about that!” “She probably wouldn’t think it was a big deal,” says Kris, but Gloria shakes her head. “She’d think it was pathetic! I mean, he’s in a band and so cool and everything, and I’m just some lame kid .” “I seriously doubt she thinks her brother is the pinnacle of cool. She would probably just think you have bad taste.” “Interesting to hear you talk about having bad taste,” Lyra speaks up, having finally recovered from the shame of being called on her daily Lance-and-Lyra fantasies. “I mean, I’ve been to the supermarket with you.” “What’s that supposed to mean?” Kris asks, already defensive. “Ooh, did you actually get to see Petrel for yourself?” asks Serena. “Is he as sleazy looking as he sounds?” “Even sleazier!” she cries, while Kris tries her best to protest this. “I don’t know, Serena, your guy kinda sounds like a sleaze too.” Serena will hear nothing of the sort, quickly launching into the same story that they have all heard a million times by now. She is the oldest in the group, and taking some college level courses on a nearby campus, and that is where she met Professor Sycamore, who is the most handsome and charming man she has ever met, and who insists on talking to her like an equal and letting her call him by her first name, since they met in the library and he is not one of her actual teachers. “Someone else tell a different story!” Moon pipes up. “This one is getting old!” “Well, I got to practice early yesterday, and Brycen let me help him run his lines again,” Rosa tries. She is in community theatre, and has had a crush on a frequent leading man for a while now. Her friends have seen the plays they’re both in, and have all unanimously agreed that Brycen isn’t that cute, but Rosa adamantly disagrees. “That’s not new either. Dawn, you haven’t said anything. Are you still trying to get with that guy at the bookstore?” asks Leaf. She feels a sort of kinship with Dawn, as both of them have begun spending their afternoons at specific shops in town when they have nowhere else to go after school, and both have taken an interest in an older man in the process. But, while Giovanni started talking to Leaf first, Dawn has been trying to get Cyrus to open up to her for a while. She says there’s just something about him that makes her want to get to know him better, and she has been fairly persistent ever since. That being said, Leaf honestly just wants something to distract her from the throbbing of her bladder. Dawn sighs and says, “He talks to me a little more than he used to, but you can tell he just thinks I’m some kid.” “Maybe because you are?” teases Hilda, which gets everyone on her case about Grimsley again. As the girls lose themselves in idle conversation about boys, the time slowly ticks on, with each of them wondering who will be the first to lose, and hoping that the others soon give into their bladders, because none of them are certain that they will make it for very long. Of the ten of them, though, Gloria perhaps has it the worst. She finds herself losing focus in the conversation more and more, keeping her thighs pressed tight together, and even when someone brings up Piers again, she is barely able to keep up with the conversation, much less defend her crush from the relentless teasing. All she can think about is how she has never had to pee this badly in her life, and she does not make it any easier on herself by thinking about dinner, trying to count just how many refills she had, wondering if she may have had more to drink than the other girls. She is filled with dread when the timer on Leaf’s phone goes off, signaling that it has only been thirty minutes, and that it is time for each girl to drink another can of soda. They will be nearly out after this round, because her mother only bought two twelve packs for the party, so they will switch to glasses of water until they are down to their final four, or less. Gloria can’t imagine drinking another can of soda, but Leaf is soon handing her hers, and the girls all open them at the same time, ready to start chugging. She takes a hesitant sip, her knees knocking together as she feels her bladder twinge in protest, even though she knows it will be a while before this liquid actually manages to join the rest that she is holding. It still feels like a suicide mission to drink the rest, but the others are already taking long swigs, and if they notice that she isn’t drinking, then they are going to call her out on it, and start teasing her about it. Tipping her head back, she starts drinking as fast as she can, hoping that if she just gets it over with, that it will somehow be more bearable. Instead, she finds her free hand snapping between her legs almost immediately, moving on reflex to grab herself, reaching under the skirt of her pink dress, holding herself over top of her pale green panties. Her friends all notice this immediately, turning their attention to her. Gloria has to put her drink down, whimpering, as she feels a hot spurt of pee escape, soaking into her panties. All eyes are on her, as they wait for their first loser to be declared, and she tries to fight it off, but another leak soon escapes, and then another, and she knows that she is only delaying the inevitable, and that there is no way that she is going to win this, or even come in ninth place. Finally, the torrent begins, and once it has started there is nothing she can do to stop it. She tries pressing her hand harder against herself, but that just means that her hand gets wet as she soaks through her panties, until she drops it in defeat, the gush of pee, streaming down her legs and puddling on the floor, the sound of it unbearably loud in the otherwise silent room. Her cheeks burn as she hangs her head in shame, glad that she had at least not put any effort into trying to think of what favors she would ask of each girl if she won. It’s better that she did not get her hopes up, because she never stood a chance from the start, but it sure is humiliating to wet herself in front of her friends, even if they are going to be doing the same soon enough. It doesn’t change the fact that she was still the first to do it, that she is now the only one not dry. “Better luck next time,” Leaf says, finally breaking the silence. “Now we’re down to nine of us, so which one of you will be the next one to pee your panties?” “How do you know it’s not going to be you?” Kris replies, and Leaf scoffs. “What, you think you have immunity cos you’re the birthday girl?” asks Hilda, and Gloria is glad that at least the attention does not linger on her for too long. Ultimately, this competition is for everyone, so even though she was the first to lose, nobody is going to make fun of her for it, and they are already more focused on who will be the next to join her. “Ooh, I just don’t know about this,” Serena says, crossing her legs and bouncing up and down. “I really, really need to pee, like I seriously don’t think I can hold it much longer.” “Then just do it!” Lyra cries. “Go ahead and tag out and make it easier for the rest of us.” “Yeah, just go ahead and pee!” Dawn agrees, and Serena scowls. “No way! I’m not going to just pee myself on purpose !” she protests. Those who did not get to finish their drinks because they got distracted by Gloria’s accident finish up now, and Gloria finishes what little is left of hers as well, knowing that it will likely not be long before she is rushing to the bathroom, knowing that that can of soda still has yet to make its way through her system. At the very least, she will not be forced to hold it then, which is the one benefit of being the first one out. Things are getting a bit more intense now, and the girls aren’t sure what to talk about, more focused on seeing who will be the next one out. Serena has pretty much openly said that she is not going to win, but May has been very silent for a while, looking incredibly focused and more than a little stressed. It’s possible that she is a contender for the next loser as well. Though Leaf seems very confident in herself, it could all just be for show, and Rosa’s legs are looking a little shaky right now. It’s still anyone’s game, but there are a few that make it pretty clear that they will not be in the running for much longer, and everyone is curious to see who will be the next one out. Serena already knows that she is nearly at her limit. Though she intends to hold it for as long as possible, she has a feeling that that is not going to be that much longer either way. She tugs at the hem of her skirt nervously, keeping her legs crossed tight, her bladder aching for relief. The best she can hope for is someone else losing before she does, but other than that, she knows that she is going to lose no matter what happens at this point. But it seems that even that is out of her reach right now. She whines and squirms, aware of everyone’s eyes on her as she clenches her fists, bunching up the fabric of her skirt, and rubbing her thighs together, trying to do anything that she can to delay this, at least a little bit longer. A spurt leaks past, and she bites her lip hard, blinking back tears from the strain of holding back. Finally, feeling no other option in the matter, she jams her hands between her legs, her skirt bunched up and pressed against her, and she does not think about the fact that she should probably try to keep it out of the way to minimize the mess, like Gloria did with her dress. The only thing Serena can think about right now is how badly she has to pee, worse than she can ever remember having to pee in her entire life. When she feels another leak, she whines, “Ooh, I really don’t think I can hold it!” Her audience continues to watch her carefully, waiting for any sign that she has finally lost the battle, and her whimpers and whines grow louder and more frantic as she shakes, squirming around desperately, fighting with every ounce of her strength, right up until the moment that she can’t fight anymore. She does not pull her hands back as she starts to wet herself, still thinking that she can stop it before it becomes too much, but there is not stopping this leak, until it has turned into a full stream, and only then does she realize that she is soaking her skirt as well. Serena lets it fall as piss finally begins to stream down her legs, showing with absolute certainty that she has lost, but already, the front of her skirt has a sizable wet spot on it. Panicking, she pulls her skirt up as she begins peeing full force, to minimize further damage, even though she is going to have to wash it either way now. “Ooh, someone acts like she’s going somewhere after this!” Hilda cries, as the girls get a good eyeful of her lacy black panties. Serena blushes and looks away, declining comment, until her sore bladder has finally finished emptying itself. Then, she drops her skirt with a defeated sigh. “I guess I came in ninth place,” she says. “Are you not going to tell us anything about those panties?” asks Hilda. “Yeah, I’m pretty curious too. Are you getting along better with the professor than you’ve been telling us?” Dawn teases. Her blush deepening, Serena groans, “No, not yet , but hopefully! It’s good to be prepared, you know, in case these things do happen. So that’s kind of the only sort of panties I have now!” “Wow, she’s going in for the kill ,” Leaf says, and Serena simply huffs again. “Well, maybe you guys should start thinking about that sort of thing, if you ever want to make any progress.” “I don’t know, Grimsley seems to like everything I wear just fine,” Hilda replies. “Yeah, but your ass looks good in anything!” Rosa says. “Things might be different for you.” “I...thank you?” she says, looking bewildered by Rosa’s comment, before both girls start laughing. Of course, they both try and put a stop to their laughter right away, not wanting to knock themselves out of the competition too soon, but May, who has been so concentrated and quiet for so long, suddenly bursts out laughing, struggling to put a stop to it. And then she gasps, snapping her legs together and looking stricken, but a few giggles still sneak past as she tries to recover from her laughter, even as she pisses herself in front of her friends. “ Noooo ,” she softly whines, before looking up to glare at Rosa. “Hey, not my fault!” Rosa says, holding her hands up. “I’m innocent, it’s not my fault I’m so naturally funny!” “Watch it, or I’ll tickle you and see how you like it,” May warns, though it is clear that she is just teasing. She finishes peeing and stares down at the damage done to her shorts with a sigh. “That’s not allowed!” she cries, before turning to Leaf. “It’s not allowed, right?” “Definitely not. No outside interference!” Leaf declares. She then checks the time on her phone and groans. “Ugh, it’s almost time for the next round of drinks.” “You’re sounding pretty worried there,” Kris says. “Struggling to hold it in? Think you might start leaking any minute now?” “No way!” she snaps, but there is clear strain in her voice, and she bites her lip hard as soon as she says it. Only now does Kris notice just how tight her thighs are together, her legs trembling quite a bit under her short skirt. Leaf is definitely struggling to hold it together, but she does not want to show that, wanting to win this because it was her idea to begin with, in addition to being her birthday. But as the timer bell draws nearer and nearer, she shows obvious signs that she is going to lose it any minute now. The first time she grabs her crotch, pushing her skirt up and showing the pale blue and white panties she wears, a few of the other girls point it out immediately, teasing her for the obvious show of desperation, and she scowls. “I’m just regaining my composure, settle down!” she says. “This is nothing! You guys are just afraid to look weak, and that’s gonna cost you later.” But internally, she is getting very worried. When she holds herself, her hand covers the small wet spot on her panties, but if one of the girls were to get a good look at that, then they would know for sure just how close she is to losing it, and never let her hear the end of it, right up until she was soaking her bedroom floor. Leaf is definitely not going to let that happen easily! Though the idea of drinking an entire glass of water on her already bursting bladder seems like absolute hell right now, and the easiest way to get out of that is to soak her panties and give up, she is definitely not the quitting sort. She and her twin are both known for how stubborn they can be, making their parents’ lives incredibly difficult whenever the two of them happen to disagree on anything. She groans softly, watching the last few minutes pass by, dragging on like hours. Occasionally, she will let her hand drop, but it never long before she is holding herself again, shifting uncomfortably in place, so full that she feels as though she is about to spill over. Surely adding anything more to the mix is asking for disaster! She wonders how the other girls are keeping their cool right now, and tries to search for any signs of weakness in her remaining competition. Rosa is starting to look pretty fidgety, and Kris may talk a big game, but Leaf swears that she has seen her knees knocking together a few times. Lyra, surprisingly, seems to be doing just fine, barely showing any signs, and, as expected, Hilda is as cool as a cucumber. Moon is quiet, which had been a telling sign with May, but physically, it is hard to tell just how she’s feeling, while Dawn has begun rocking back and forth, slowly but noticeably. Leaf would put her money on Rosa being the next one out, just by how nervous she seems, but that’s only if she herself is able to stay in the running, and she’s starting to doubt that, as much as she hates to admit it. Putting her hand between her legs again, she grinds against her hand, trying to alleviate the pressure somehow, but nothing seems to work. Instead, she is a bit surprised by another feeling welling up inside of her, and she wonders why she is only just now realizing how intimate it is to touch herself like this, even if it’s over her clothes and even if it’s to make holding her piss easier. She is surprised by just how excited the idea gets her, even- no especially - knowing that all of her friends are watching her. The timer goes off, and she recruits the help of Gloria, Serena, and May to get the glasses of water with her. The four of them sneak off to the kitchen, and she finds that it is very difficult to walk slowly and sneakily while not leaking, and by the time she is halfway to the kitchen, she has leaked several more times, and has to keep a hand between her legs the whole way there. All the while, she can feel a distinct throb from her pussy, as turned on as she is agonized. And then, without warning, it happens, just as soon as she sets foot in the kitchen. She whimpers, having to swallow back her cry of distress because she doesn’t want to be too loud outside of her room, the hand between her legs quickly growing soaked as the floodgates break open, and she soaks through her pants, a puddle forming at her feet, soaking into her socks. Leaf whimpers again, clapping her free hand over mouth to muffle her gaspy moan, her body suddenly wracked with what almost feels like jolts of electricity, the throb between her legs coming to a head, reaching orgasm from wetting herself in front of a few of her friends. At the time that she came up with the idea for this contest, it had never occurred to her that she might have any peculiar sort of interest in it, but now, she wonders if there was something subconscious there. More than that, she wonders what the hell is wrong with her to be so turned on by this, and she isn’t sure if that’s something she should ever bring up to her friends. For now, she decides to keep it to herself. “Oh no,” Gloria whispers, “what are we going to do now?” “Get the water back to the room, I guess,” she mumbles. “You guys just need to take back six glasses, and I’ll clean this up.” “I’ll come back and help,” Serena says, “so don’t worry!” As the girls hurry off, Leaf sets to cleaning up her puddle as quickly as she possibly can while making as little noise as possible, still buzzing from the high. Serena returns to help her, and meanwhile, the other girls wince as they start to drink their water, waiting for Leaf to return so they can see the mess for themselves. “I personally think it’s unfair that not everyone is wearing a skirt,” Dawn says. “Wait, why?” asks Moon. “Because, with Serena and Gloria, we got to see their wet panties, and when Leaf comes back, we can make her pull her skirt up. But May’s got shorts on!” “Most of us have shorts on,” Rosa, who wears leggings under her shorts, comments. “Why do you want to see everyone’s panties so much, anyway?” adds May. “I just thought that would made it equally embarrassing,” Dawn replies, though it does not sound like much of an answer at all. “Well, we’ll have to strip down when I do the laundry,” Gloria says, remember her punishment for being the first one out. “So we can all just show off our panties then.” “Except for the winner!” Lyra cries. “Hm, maybe I shouldn’t have worn overalls, they’ll be so hard to get off when I have to rush to the bathroom at the end.” “You say that like you think you’re going to win,” Kris says. “Wait, have you had that problem with overalls before?” Gloria asks, curious. At that moment, Serena and Leaf return, and Leaf says, “What about overalls?” “Lyra was just telling us about all the times she’s wet her overalls cos she couldn’t get them off in time,” Hilda says, and Lyra scowls. “That’s not true! It only happened once! All the other times were just...close calls…” She trails off, realizing her mistake in admitting to it at all. It at least takes the heat off of Leaf, who does not face any taunting upon entering the room, because everyone has decided to tease Lyra about her admission instead, asking her how she thinks she is going to outlast all of them if she ends up coming close to wetting herself just because taking off overalls is difficult, and has even had that happen before. Of course, the most pressing question is why she continues to wear them anyway, but she is at least able to defend herself there, saying that they’re just too cute to not wear. However, once the teasing has worn off, things quickly become tense. With six girls left, and their bladders now absolutely screaming for relief, it becomes difficult to focus on anything other than holding it, with no one wanting to give in. It is still a long way to becoming the winner, but giving in after coming this far still seems ridiculous, and so, the remaining girls continue fighting with all they have. Soon enough, it is no longer possible for anyone to mock one of the others for doing things to show it more visibly, because they all have to do what they can to make holding it easier on them. Rosa shuffles from foot to foot, not holding still for even a second, squeaking from time to time as she fights it, often faking her friends out because they think each noise is a sign that she has finally lost, only to find that she is unfortunately still dry. Hilda is stiff, opting to sit on the edge of Leaf’s bed so that she can cross her legs tight. “You’d better get up before you pee!” Leaf cries. “Or else you’ll be the one washing my bedding, not forcing it onto poor Gloria.” “I’m going to get up, cos I’m gonna be the one who actually gets to use the bathroom,” Hilda replies, still the picture of confidence even as she begins to give into her desperation. Dawn rubs her thighs together, standing in place with her jerky movements, while Kris bobs up and down, no longer so shy about holding herself. Moon does the same, pressing her hand tight to her crotch, and Lyra keeps her legs crossed, bobbing back and forth and still pouting a little over getting teased so much by her friends. Now, there is nothing that they can do to pass the time, because none of them can focus on any sort of conversation. It seems like days ago that they were all finishing up their first soda and getting lost in conversation about their crushes, and now, even the girls who are already out and have nothing left to worry about can feel the tension, so strong that they dare not say a word to throw off the focus in the room. Each girl is dealing with her own struggle, fighting against the clock, waiting for the next timer to go off, while none of them are certain that they will be able to handle even another sip. All they can do is pray that the others lose quickly, so that they don’t have to, but time drags on, and each girl continues to make a good showing, no one succumbing to their need just yet. It comes close a few times though, with more than one of them springing quick leaks that they immediately put a stop to, before it can turn into anything else. And then, without warning, it happens. While Kris is holding herself so tight that she thinks nothing can slip past, something does, and it does not stop. She hisses and whimpers, trying with all her might to stop, a thin stream running down one of her legs, but she can’t hold back anymore. When she drops her hands, her friends turn to look, watching as a large spot spreads across her yellow shorts, darkening them as she is revealed to be the newest loser. “I can’t believe this…” she mumbles, shaking her head sadly. “I really thought I had this in the bag…” She lets out a defeated sigh as she finally stops peeing, her bladder still sore from being stretched so far beyond capacity. “Only half of us left now,” Moon comments, and Rosa gulps, picking up the speed of her squirming. “So close, but still so far!” she says. There are four puddles in the room, and Kris, wanting to take her mind off of her loss, says, “Shouldn’t we start cleaning up in here as we go? Even if we can’t take our wet clothes off until it’s over.” “Right, that sounds like a good idea,” Gloria agrees. “Oh, but first...can I have a quick bathroom break?” The others turn to look at her and she blushes. “What? I peed before I finished drinking that soda, and now it’s kind of hitting me.” “We’ll all be rushing to the bathroom eventually,” May says. “Honestly, kind of have to pee again myself,” Serena speaks up. The five remaining girls give envious glares as she and Gloria head off to the bathroom, and Leaf goes to get towels so that Kris and May can start cleaning their own messes. When Gloria and Serena return, they join in cleaning as well, and time continues to drag on. Rosa is much, much worse for wear, frantically moving around, her nerves written all over her face. It won’t be much longer for her, whether she has come to terms with that or not. Anyone could tell from the way she squirms and wriggles, from the distressed expression on her face, from the way she keeps whimpering. Though she is no less determined than when this began, her body does not necessarily agree with her desire to keep holding it. “Come ooon ,” she groans to herself, “you can do it! Just stay in the game! Just a little while longer!” “You’re pretty much done for,” Hilda says, shaking her head. “Yeah, you might as well give up now,” Dawn agrees. “That’s not helping!” she cries, though of course she realizes that neither of them want to help her right now. There is nothing left that she can do, other than hold herself as tight as she can and whine, praying that she can hold back for just a little bit longer, that the other girls will start to falter soon, but before that can happen, it is already all over for her. “No, no, no!” Rosa groans, the other girls watching her, not yet realizing that it is already happening. With all of her layers, it takes a bit for it to finally come through, but then, it manages to soak past her panties and her leggings, forming a dark patch on her shorts that becomes visible to all of them when she drops her hands in defeat, hanging her head and whimpering. She can feel it trailing down her legs, soaking through her dark leggings, though it does not leave a visible stain, and then it is puddling on the floor beneath her. She stands in place for a while, a small smile coming over her face as she sighs in relief, surprising the other girls. Despite being upset about losing, she does not seem to be taking it that hard anymore, and after a moment, she says, “I was pretty close, but I just couldn’t hold it anymore. But it feels so good to be empty now!” “Ugh, don’t talk about that,” Moon groans, and Rosa gives her a teasing grin. “What? Does that make it harder for you? If you’re that jealous, then just give up already!” she says, and Moon scowls. “Since we’re down to the last four, that means that we just get to drink the last couple sodas next, right?” asks Lyra, and Leaf nods. “Which is good, cos I don’t want to risk making too many more trips to the kitchen after what happened last time,” Leaf says. “Yeah but it would just be girls out of the running going, so no one else would pee on the kitchen floor like you did,” says Kris, earning her a glare from Leaf. “Still, we’re trying to be quiet. Too much back and forth might wake my mom up, remember?” “How much longer until the next timer?” asks Dawn, interrupting their conversation. “Not too much longer. Are you girls excited to drink some more?” she asks, and all four of them groan. It’s hard to imagine taking any more liquid in in their current condition, and it is already pretty obvious that this will be the last round that they can manage. Leaf does not bring up the fact that they would have to go back for water after this round because she does not consider the possibility of anyone being able to last that long, and the remaining four girls feel the same way. Time still seems to move as slowly as ever before the timer goes off and they are each handed a can of soda. Lyra stares at it for a moment before opening it, really wishing that she did not have to drink this. She has never been more full in her life, and while she is opening her drink, Rosa starts cleaning her mess, Kris slips off to go to the bathroom, and Leaf says that she will be next, after watching them finish their drinks. If she were to forfeit right now, she could join them in going to the bathroom, and could finally empty her aching bladder, which sounds like pure bliss to her. But after hanging on for this long, it would be so hollow to lose by giving up, and even if she ends up pissing herself, she is determined not to give up until her body forces her to. And it’s not like it would be the first time she experienced wet overalls, after all. Actually...she blushes, taking another gulp of her soda to try and forget that. Moon feels a spurt escape as she takes a sip, and then another after the next sip. This is definitely not looking good for her, and she can already feel how wet her panties have become. It will only take a few more leaks before it starts to show on her red shorts, and then her friends will consider her out of the running, whether she can stop it or not. They are so close to the end now, but she has no idea how to make it any easier on herself, or what to do if she leaks again. All she can do is drain her soda can, hoping that those two little leaks took the pressure off enough for her to be able to hold it until the end, though she knows that that is not likely right now. She squirms around, throwing her can away in Leaf’s overfull trash can, looking at the other three girls, who have all already finished their sodas. None of them look like they are holding up to well, not even the confident Hilda, who is no longer sitting, but rather pacing around, her hands jammed in her pockets, a deep scowl on her face. Moon knows that she just has to hang on for a little while longer to be able to be the one that emerges victorious, but that is completely outside of the realm of possibility, no matter how hard she may try, or how hard she may fight. Another leak takes her by surprise, and she grabs her crotch, nearly doubling over and gasping, fighting back against it with all her might. She knows that if she were to move her hands, there would be a small dark patch visible on her shorts, and she does not want the other girls to see that. Not only that, but she also knows that moving her hands would mean losing control, and she will not be able to let go of herself for even a second. Even if the other girls all wet themselves right here and now, making Moon the winner, she still would not be able to make it, because just moving her hands to unbutton her shorts would see her soaking them through. Honestly, she does not think she can take a single step from this spot. Whether she wins or loses, she is going to end up wet, but she already knows that she has lost, even before it officially happens. But it does not take long for it to happen. She is soaking through her shorts in no time at all, groaning from the mixture of relief and disappointment as her bursting bladder is finally set free. It has been a long time coming, and though she wishes that she had been able to hold out just a little while longer, frustrated to have come so far just to fall short in the end, she is still overall happy to just be done now, and to not have to deal with that overwhelming fullness. There is so much of it that she is in awe of her ability to even hold that much, listening to the loud hiss as it continues to splash onto the floor, until finally, it slows and stops, leaving her dripping wet. She turns around to look over her shoulder, wanting to assess all of the damage, seeing that the seat of her pants is almost completely soaked as well. “Just so you know,” Hilda says, breaking the silence, “my favor from you is gonna be making you spill the beans about your secret crush.” Her voice is so strained now that her tone is not nearly as carefree as she wants it to be, and it is obvious that she is finally nearing her limit. “That’s a good idea,” Dawn replies, not sounding much better than she does. “That’s exactly what I’m going to use my Moon favor for, since I’ll be the one winning.” It is down to the final three. Moon does not make much more of a fuss, not even dignifying their threats to make her spill the beans with a response, but instead just starts cleaning up the puddle that she left on the floor, still amazed at how big it is. The tension in the room is palpable, with it being down to the final three. Any one of these girls could be the champion, and none of them want to go down after making it so far. It has gotten to the point that holding it for even a moment longer seems completely impossible, but yet they keep fighting, somehow managing, for longer and longer, the other seven girls watching intently, looking for any sign of who will be the next one to be forced to admit defeat. Will it be Hilda, who has done her best to retain her confidence until the end? She is still putting up a strong fight, but she has shown plenty of signs of weakness, and is unable to hold still for even a second, shuffling around, pacing, squirming, and dancing, doing whatever it takes to keep her bladder in check. As confident as she may try to act, it is clear that she is not far from her limit at all. Will it be Lyra, who has admitted to having wet herself while wearing her signature overalls? Most girls would have placed her as one of the ones to lose early on, so her lasting this long seems like a bit of an upset. Though she has managed to keep up a rather carefree front so far, a look of intense determination has come over her face, as she keeps a hand between her legs, rocking against it and whimpering. Will it be Dawn, who has been holding herself for a while now, and only stopped when it was time for a drink? She definitely seems close to failing, but she is another who seemed like she would not last very long, and just placing in the top three is pretty impressive for her. Though she has managed to talk a big game so far, it does not seem likely that she will remain in the running for very long. In her mind, she battles against her body’s pleading, knowing that she will feel much better if she just lets go, but also knowing that she would sooner die than willingly admit defeat when she is mere moments away from her victory. There is absolutely no way that Lyra or Hida will be in it for that much longer, so all she has to do is outlast both of them, and victory will be hers. That is what she keeps telling herself, but willpower alone is not enough to prevent the inevitable, and though she has managed to fight much longer than she ordinarily would have been willing to, and though she has pushed her limits far past what she ever thought was possible, her ability to withstand the flood inside of her falters more and more, until her knees are knocking together, her legs shaking beneath her, and a desperate cry escaping her lips as her bladder finally gives in, not seeming to care that she is so close to winning. She drops her hands, managing to keep her skirt out of the way so that it does not get wet, her legs still getting soaked before she straightens her stance, spreading them so that she can piss straight down on the ground. It goes on for so long that she almost feels as though she will never stop peeing, but eventually, it finally stops, her aching, abused bladder finally empty. She has a feeling that it will be a long time before the soreness begins to fade. “So close,” she sighs, trying her best not to take it hard. She had really hoped to be able to last a little bit longer, but she can at least be proud of herself for taking third place, and fighting so hard to get here. Now, it is down to Hilda and Lyra, the room completely silent other than the grunts and whimpers from the two remaining contestants as they battle it to the end. Even Dawn does not dare disturb them by starting to clean her puddle, deciding to leave it until this match is settled. The self-proclaimed favorite to win and the allegedly accident prone underdog- though she had assured them it was only once, and that the other times were just close calls- are at a stalemate that will have to come to an end, one way or another. Hilda has been certain from the get go that she would be the one to take first place, because she is the only girl here with real experience in the matter. She doesn’t tell the girls much about her private life, only giving them the details she feels like they’re ready for, but her boyfriend is kinky as all hell, and steadily, she has discovered that she is too. Grimsley loves making her hold her piss for him, timing her and testing her, and sometimes joining in and making it a contest for just the two of them. Though she has never beaten him, she has come close, and she doesn’t think any of her friends, let alone Lyra, can best her at that. But now, she isn’t so sure. She knows her own limits very well, and she knows how bad it gets right before she loses control, and she is about at that point. Though her bladder has gotten stronger from all of the practice, she is still not invincible, and right now, she feels as though she could lose control at any moment. It is only a matter of time, and she watches Lyra closely, hoping to see the cracks in the girl’s armor, to prove that she still has this in the bag. Lyra certainly does not look like she is able to hold it for much longer. She holds herself and hops from foot to foot, a troubled expression on her face, her cheeks flushed from the strain of holding back. If it were any other situation, Hilda would not be able to deny how cute she looks like this, but since she is the competition, the only thing she cares about is seeing Lyra soak her overalls, and whether she does it cutely or not does not matter much at all. Meanwhile, Lyra can feel tears welling up in her eyes from the strain, and yet, at the same time, feels a heat in her stomach that she knows is very separate from the fullness of her bladder, a fluttering that she has come to associate with the dreams about her long term substitute that have plagued her since she first realized she had a thing for him. She knows what that feeling means, and yet, she can’t figure out what it has to do with holding, unless it is merely the fact that she is, in a way, touching herself. Perhaps if Hilda had been a bit more open about her sex life, she- as well as Leaf- would understand what this means, and perhaps some of the other girls may have come to terms with a new kink as well. Instead, Lyra is left confused and oddly horny, trying to put that out of her mind so that she can only focus on winning. Little does she know, Hilda, despite her frustration and determination, is incredibly turned on by all of this, unable to resist, with how conditioned she is by Grimsley to be able to get off on having a full bladder. She craves two different kinds of release right now, and tries not to let that interfere with her focus. Lyra can’t last forever, and even if she can’t last forever either, that does not matter, just as long as she is able to last even a few seconds longer. At this point, reaching the bathroom doesn’t even matter, and she doesn’t mind the feeling of soaked denim shorts one bit. She’s ready to do whatever it takes to secure her victory, and whatever comes after does not even register to her. Hilda fumbles with the button on her shorts, undoing it so that she can shove a hand under them, holding herself over her panties, trying to hold back the sudden shudder of excitement. It is incredibly tempting to give into her lust right now, but she can worry about that later, while she is getting herself cleaned up, taking some time to herself in the bathroom to work out her other frustrations and give herself the other kind of release that she needs. Nothing matters right now except victory. But victory is out of reach for her. Hilda does not want to believe it, and wants to fight it with all of her might, but it happens so suddenly that there is nothing she can do to stop it, and she is stunned, frozen stiff as she starts peeing, and isn’t able to stop. Even with her hand in her shorts, there is nothing to stop them from getting soaked through once she has soaked her plain white panties, and the other nine girls all gawk at her, hardly able to believe what they’re seeing. “What the...that’s no fair!” Hilda cries, looking down at herself in shock. She knows that there is nothing unfair about it, but even so, she protests her loss. How could she have come this far, only to lose? She was supposed to win for sure, and yet, she came in second place, which gets her no prize, and definitely no bragging rights. And yet...it feels so good to be empty, and it’s incredibly exciting, more so than she ever would have thought, to have an audience other than Grimsley witnessing her sopping wet humiliation. So, maybe she isn’t that upset about it after all. “Whee! I won!” Lyra cries, once she manages to get over her surprise at Hilda’s loss. And now, all she has to do is take the short walk to Leaf’s bathroom, and even with how bursting she is, she thinks that she can make it, if she keeps trying as hard as she has been trying so far. That’s all she has to do, but instead, Lyra stays right where she is, her friends not moving a muscle, not saying a word, watching and wondering what she is doing, as she continues to hold herself, rubbing against her hand and fighting it for as long as she can. “What are you doing?” Gloria finally asks, breaking the silence. “I already won,” Lyra replies, “so I just wanted to see how long I could- eek! Ah, there it goes…” And with that, her bladder finally gives in, her overalls soaked through in seconds, her stocking growing wet as it runs down her legs, a puddle forming beneath her, extending until it mingles with Hilda’s. She sighs in relief, not letting on that she still feels rather agitated, the itch of arousal having not faded at all. Much like Hilda, she is going to have some things to work out tonight, but the two of them aren’t the only ones. Those who were not left excited by their own desperation certainly didn’t mind watching their friends squirm, and Leaf wasn’t even left satisfied by her earlier climax. There are plenty of questions left in most of their minds, but the most pressing matter right now is finishing cleaning up the messes and cleaning themselves up, so that they can change into their pajamas, and Gloria can sneak off to do the laundry. And Dawn gets her wish of seeing the other girls’ panties as they strip. She gets to see May’s red and white striped pair, Kris’ teal panties with the purple polka dots, Rosa’s bright yellow ones, Moon’s floraly pair, Hilda’s plain pair, and Lyra’s light blue panties patterned with little red strawberries, while showing off her own pale pink pair, with a small bow on the front. Once all of their clothes are in the washer, and the girls have all cleaned up and are in their pajamas, it is difficult not to fall asleep after such an exhausting competition, as well as the aftermath, but they will all stay awake until Gloria switches the clothes and towels to the drier, with an alarm set so that they can get them out before Leaf’s mom wakes up in the morning. It has certainly been one of her more interesting birthdays, and one of the more interesting parties that any of the girls have been to. While some begin to contemplate their strange new feelings, Lyra has to think about the favors she is going to ask of them.

Hey everyone! Jane here. 🙂 My latest Amazon story: Lust & Desperation: Part 1, is now available and if any of you can support its purchase, it would be massively appreciated. Here's an extract from the story, I hope you all enjoy; the link to buy the full thing is below. 🙂😉 LUST & DESPERATION: PART 1 Lowered down to the floor, she basked in post-orgasm glow and throwing off her bra and jeans, she let her hands roam freely across her body, rubbing her breasts, stroking her thighs and occasionally stretching to remove any last remaining knots in her muscles. As she did however, she felt a new sensation in her belly and groaned. Every time she had an orgasm, she always needed to pee afterwards and with such an intense one, was already beginning to feel quite desperate. Leaning forwards to get up, she felt herself be pushed down as Thomas got on top of her and before she could say anything, they were kissing again. Thomas was now almost unbearably horny, having unzipped his jeans, practically torn off his boxers and it was only his good nature that prevented himself from instantly taking her virginity from her without her permission. Leaning onto her now; completely naked, felt amazing, his chest rubbing against her breasts, his cock rubbing against her skin. He was on cloud nine. Emily was also on cloud nine but after several moments of indecision, she was finally forced to push Thomas off, after a short but quick spurt of urine leaked into her underwear. As her fetish was Omorashi, she would have happily wet herself right there and then but not wanting to risk this experience in a moment of stupid lust, she forced herself to start moving towards the bathroom. "Where are you going?" asked Thomas.
"Bathroom" replied Emily. "I'll be right back" she said, winking cheekily. As her hand grabbed the door handle, she felt herself be turned around by Thomas. "Emily wait, there's something I need to ask you...". Emily clenched her legs desperately, now on the verge of losing it, her muscle strength almost completely gone. "Can it wait; I really need to go?". Thomas didn't reply and Emily took that to mean that whatever he wanted to say could wait, however as she stepped inside the bathroom, he said something she would never forget: "Will you wet yourself for me?". https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B0853BXLBD/ref=sr_1_1?keywords=Jane+Jones&qid=1582574319&s=digital-text&sr=1-1

(This story is about the same characters as my my other story about a holiday, but takes place a few months later at Christmas. I’m going to write some more of the original story later, but as it’s Christmas and I need to get back into practice before continuing my other story as the next chapter will be really important I’m going to be writing this [shorter] story first.) Chapter 1: “Dear Diary: As it’s been a few months since me and Karen came home from Portugal, and we haven’t done much together despite us having started dating, we’ve decided that today I’m going over to her apartment for a Christmas party! This is going to be so much fun! I haven’t seen her in days so I’ve been kinda lonely; it’s gonna be nice to see her again. -Rosalynne, December 20th 2019.” I stand up from my desk, having finished writing today’s entry. I never used to keep a diary but I’ve started recently because it lets me write down things to remember or look back on when I’m older. I look over at the clock: ”17:10!? I need to get going! I can’t let myself be late, especially after she’s thrown a party just for us!” I was smart enough to already put on my outfit, a fairly long blue tartan skirt and a button-down collared shirt. It’s a bit mismatched, the lower half of a conservative schoolgirl and the upper half of a businessman, but it’s comfortable and I don’t care much about fashion. I grab my ushanka off the hatstand and run out the door. Immediately, the freezing cold weather hits me. It’s not the worst I’ve ever felt, but I can tell it’s in the negatives. I pull my hat on a little tighter, as although I’m very cold resistant even I’ve started to feel the chill recently. The air is filled with a mixture of snow and hail, pretty typical for this kind of year. Karen’s house is a fair distance away. Usually I’d take the bus or get someone to drive me, but I’ve start jogging recently to start being more healthy, so today I’m just going to do that. I start jogging. I’m pretty out of shape though so about halfway there I have to give up and walk, but it’s fine. I’ve got enough time to spare. ................................................ 15 minutes later I arrive at her house. I’m tired from running for the last couple of minutes so I sit down on a bench outside for a bit and enjoy the cold. By 17:30, I’m standing at her doorway, nervous about pushing the doorbell or even knocking. However, I am distracted from my anxiety about that by my bladder, reminding I didn’t use the bathroom before leaving. “Later.”, I tell myself,”I’ve just got here, I’ll go in a bit.” Before I press the doorbell Karen opens the door and greets me excitedly: ”Hey, Rosalynne! I’ve missed you!” ”H-hi!”, I reply. We’ve been a couple for ages now, but it still makes me nervous whenever I talk to her. ”Aren’t you cold, wearing just a skirt? You’ve got a hat on at least, but no coat?” ”No, not really. I like the cold weather. Besides, being cold doesn’t matter when I have you to warm me up!”, I say, and give Karen a hug. Karen hugs me back. “She’s so warm! I guess she would be... she’s been inside after all.” “Anyway,”, Karen says, unhugging me and leading me to the sofa,”did you get all the Christmas songs together?” Midway through removing my hat, I suddenly remember that me and Karen did put together a list of all our favourite Christmas songs and put copies of all of them on CD. But naturally, I’ve forgotten the CDs. I reach into my pockets, trying to find the discs, but with no success. I find the USB flash drive I prepared as backup though, so all is fine. Karen takes the drive and sticks in into her music setup, and within seconds the playlist is coming through her speakers. ”You know, I’m surprised you brought anything that modern! I was half expecting you to be carrying a bunch of 12-inch Vinyls, or a box of cassettes maybe.”, Karen jokes. ”I considered it. I thought it would be good if I turned up with some MiniDiscs to really surprise you, but I decided against it since you don’t have the hardware to play them.” ”True, I suppose.”, Karen says and sits down on the sofa next to me. I readjust my legs to feel more comfortable, starting to wish I’d remembered to pee before leaving home. ”You know, Karen?” ”What?”, she asks. ”I think we’re going to have the best Christmas ever.” End of Chapter 1: I’m super exited to write this. I love a good Christmas story. And I’ve really missed writing these characters too, I really got attached to them. When this one is over, I’m going to go back and continue my other story too, although I do want to use these characters in some other stories someday.

This story is from high school. It was before I started dating my ex girlfriend. We'll call her Jane. So I slept over at Jane's house for the first time ever. Everything was going well. We were only about sixteen. We had stayed up late talking about movies and whatever else young girl's talk about at that age. Nothing naughty happened, we just slept very close together and flirted a lot. To describe myself back then: I had long curly brown hair, and caramel skin I was skinny about 135 lbs but still had a curvy body. I was wearing a small white t shirt that barely covered my torso and a pair of black spanks with blue panties. No socks. Anyway the next morning when I woke up I noticed I had a very strong urge to pee, but jane had not woken up yet. I contemplated getting up and going to the bathroom but I was too shy to get out of bed and risk waking her. So I decided to just hold it and go back to sleep. A few hours later I woke up and I was absolutely bursting. Jane was also awake at this point and announced that she was going to go to the bathroom. She left the room and I stood from my place to wait for her to come back. This was a bad decision because all of the pee in my bladder sloshed down against my sphincter and my pee hole was screaming to just let it all out right there. I grabbed myself and began to dance as I desperately willed my body to keep all of my pee in for just a few more minutes. I was mortified. I barely knew this girl and I was about to wet myself in her room, which had a carpet floor. That would have been awful. I had to dance around for a good five minutes before she finally came back. I quickly took my hand away from my center and announced that I was going to the bathroom as well. She smiled and I walked out of the room clenching my muscles as hard as I possibly could. The bathroom was only a few feet from her room so it didn't take long to get there. I quickly locked the door and pulled my shorts and panties down. I pushed all of my pee out as hard as I could. The relief was almost orgasmic. I had to hold back a moan as I continued to empty my bladder. Finally after about a minute of peeing my stream finally stopped. I washed my hands went back to her room and had to make it through the rest of the day horny as hell from my accidental hold. Sorry it was short but that's about it. I hope you enjoyed it!