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  1. I feel like it's really hard for me to find the kinds of stories I like. Sometimes I'll find one that sounds really sexy but then I open it up and it's barely a paragraph! I really love the longer stories that are really detailed, that are about bathrooms maybe closed at work or school or something.Or when a girl becomes desperate out on some sort of adventure or something but can't seem to go for whatever the reason.. honestly the best stories I have ever read, (and to get an idea of the kinds of stories I'm talking about) are written by Desperatejill!! Her stories are EXACTLY the kinds of things I'm looking for! I often go through pages and pages of topics here but can't seem to find alot.A good chuck of the great ones on here I have read already.. sometimes read them again because they're the best! But I'm looking for stories like that if anyone knows exactly where I can find a bunch of good stories exactly like that!? And if you've never read desperatejills stories, then OMG get to her page RIGHT NOW and read them because they are incredible and suuuper sexy!! And exactly the kind of stuff I'm looking for!Can any one help with this?! Maybe even write a new one or tell me exactly what topics here and what pages the great ones might be on, if anyone knows!? I wish this place was FULL of the kinds of stories I absolutely LOVE and am looking for! To me those kinds are the sexiest stories and scenarios of all time lol! Being a HUGE omorashi fan and the fact the when a woman needs to pee is the sexiest thing in the universe, I still have a specific type I love! As I'm sure everyone does (or alot of us at least) I have been into omorashi since I was a kid wayy before I even knew what omorashi was or that I had a pee fetish! I used to think I was alone in that so for most of my life I hid that from everyone.. even after I learned what it was it took me many many years to finally be comfortable with admitting it! But now I love talking about it! Though I guess I've still never actually told anyone out loud lmao. I really wished I could have talked about it more and played some games with the first woman I ever told! The one who actually made me comfortable talking about it and all! Even though that ended up badly for different reasons she still made that possible so there's a silver lining! Anyway if anyone could help out with stories and videos especially if love that!
  2. This is from two summers ago, its my first time doing it in my bike pants.. just found it on my computer I have got inspiration now, so i think im gonna do this every ride but i must find out a way to keep my shoes dry Mtbwetting.mp4
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    A video of a girl flooding her tights in the kitchen while she tries to do dishes.
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  4. hi ich möchte euch erzählen was mir heute passiert ist. ich war in bozen einkaufen hatte meine leggings an und drunter trug ich eine despar medium Windel mit folie. die windel hat sich schön abgezeichnet an der Leggings. Also bin ich spät am Abend noch fürs Wochenende einkaufen in den Interspar. ich habe mein Auto in der Garage geparkt und bin los. Ich hatte Angst das man meine Windel leicht erkennt! Aber glück gehabt keinen hats interessiert. Als ich durch den Laden ging meldete sich meine Blase, ich suchte mir ein ruhiges Plätzchen und lies erstmal laufen. Nach dem der Druck nach lies ging ich weiter, da musste ich furzen! puhh keiner hats gehört, schnell zur Kasse. Vor mir war eine Frau die musterte mich immer, ob sie was ahnt? Ich bezalte und machte mich auf den Weg in die Garage, ich pupste so laut,oohh scheisse das war mehr wie ein pups... Ich ging schnell zu meinem Auto verstaute meinen Einkauf, suchte meinen Wickelrucksack und machte mich auf den Weg zum WC. Ich war fast schon da als es wieder drückte, ich dachte mir ist eh schon egal und drückte alles raus. Da stand ich nun mitten im Gang vor dem WC und habe in die Windel geschissen! Schnell machte sich ein unangenehmer Geruch breit.. Weiter dann im Teil 2 hi i want to tell you what happened to me today. I was shopping in Bolzano, had my leggings on and underneath I wore a Despar medium diaper with foil. the diaper has drawn out nicely on the leggings. So late in the evening I went to the Interspar to do some shopping for the weekend. I parked my car in the garage and off I went. I was afraid that my diaper could be easily recognized! But lucky no one was interested. As I was walking through the store, my bladder said, I looked for a quiet place and let it run for now. After the pressure was gone, I went on, because I had to fart! puhh no one heard it, checkout quickly. In front of me was a woman who was always scrutinizing me, did she suspect anything? I paid and made my way to the garage, I farted so loud, oohh shit that was more like a fart... I quickly walked to my car, put my groceries away, found my diaper backpack and made my way to the bathroom. I was almost there when it pressed again, I thought I didn't care anyway and squeezed everything out. As I stood in the middle of the hallway in front of the toilet and shit in the diaper! An unpleasant odor quickly spread. Then continue in part 2
  5. https://thisvid.com/videos/stair-flooding/ This is one of the hottest and most realistic / unadulterated wetting videos I've seen so far. Unfortunately, the resolution is not very high. Does anyone know the source of the video and who she is? I would love to see the video in high resolution and get more clips of her.
  6. As much as I appreciate gushing, unconditional praise, I would also appreciate kind, patient, constructive criticism and suggestions to guide and improve my writing. ------- Chapter 1 It was a small waterfall that poured down the rock face, tall enough only to conceal a small cave behind that one could fit inside, if she didn’t mind getting wet. A pond pooled below it, letting out through a stream that gently turned this way and that, snaking past where the trees let allowed guests in these woods to see. It was a spot largely untouched by civilization, but the faintest of trails revealed that some knew of the retreat. Lightweight shoes sat in the shade as she danced; she much preferred the feel of the slightly wet grass on her bare feet as they stepped rhythmically, with purpose and repetition. A slender frame did little to reveal the poise and dexterity of a girl, no longer a child but short of her looming maturity, praising the Lord with her own personal temple near that waterfall. She adorned herself with a skirt of many cool colors suited to her movements, flaring and flashing about with blues and purples in complement of her dance. In the cool of the day, she enjoyed an apple before replacing her shoes and walking back down the faint path she has traveled from. Approaching a bridge, she was confronted by an impatient looking boy. His face scowled, partially veiled by his unkempt hair. “Parisa, you just about missed supper! Again!” “I’m sorry. I brought something to eat, so I’m okay!” “It’s not just about you having food, we’re supposed to be together! To have time as family to talk and bond and whatever else. And it’s Saturday! We eat with the others on Saturday! You know that! Do you realize how upset mom and dad get when you’re out like this?” “I’m sorry, Leonard. I’ll make it up to you.” “How? By dancing or something? Save it for someone who’d appreciate it, like Joshuel. Or maybe he’d like to hear your secret…” Parisa looked annoyed. “You wouldn’t!” “Maybe I would if it would keep you from worrying our parents. There are snakes and stuff out there!” “Alright! Alright! I’ll make sure not to be out alone so much!” And with that, she followed her younger brother over the bridge to a large building. Inside, she came to the table as a young man smiled at her, pulling out a seat. He was not as much older than her as Reuben, but he was a tall and a solidly-built man with short, disciplined hair. He appeared far different from her short, delicate body and long, untamed hair, save for being thrown into one massive ponytail, but she felt quite comfortable with him around. After grace, the three families seated at the large table began a simple meal of soup and plenty of bread. Besides the tall boy, Parisa sat with her parents and younger brother and sister. Two other families sat across the table. At the ends were two older men, one dressed cleanly like a religious figure and one quite a bit rougher looking. The former spoke to the rough man. “Br. Valdez, how have their martial arts come along this week?” “Reuben and Joshuel have progressed great as usual, but they’ve been butting heads a little lately.” The tall boy with Parisa, and a young man across the table from him, both lowered their heads somewhat with shame. “Leonard has been slowly picking up some of the techniques, making good progress.” Parisa’s brother held his head up high and spoke. “One day I’ll take over as head of the dojo!” Br. Valdez gave him a skeptical look. “I don’t mean to hurt your self-esteem or anything, but you’ll probably never be as ruthless as Reuben or hit as hard as Joshuel.” This time, Leonard looked down while the older boys smirked. The elder spoke again. “Yes. Reuben and Joshuel are like a dragon and a tiger. Parisa, it’s true that they’ve been teaching you some, isn’t it?” Before she could speak, Leonard interrupted. “She mostly plays with a long stick. She must want to be a pole dancer.” Valdez looked displeased with him. “Don’t make her embarrass you, Leo. You’re not showing a good attitude, as a disciple of the Savior OR a martial artist. Your belt is fixing to be white.” The boy was silent the rest of the evening as the elder spoke. “Sister Laberrè, how is sewing coming along?” “Very nicely. Leah is such a sweetie with helping Parisa and Tamar learn more advanced patterns.” The woman motioned to her daughter, a shy looking woman with braided hair. Brother Valdez then asked the elder, “Are they learnin’ much, Anderson?” “Parisa’s just about set to graduate, Leonard and Mia are doing fine. Luke and Jake struggle a little, but Leah sometimes tutors them. Jenna is doing well.” “Parisa’s graduating? Didn’t she have another year?” Elder Anderson smiled. “She’s progressed quite nicely, she’ll be ready by beginning of Spring.” The elder then turned to Parisa’s father. “Brother Pahlavi, how do things look in surrounding communities?” He looked somewhat grim. “Whatever’s behind the propaganda against us is intensifying their efforts. Tract after tract telling things that aren’t true or are missing context. ‘Deseret cult losing children to burnt sacrifices.’ ‘priests consume man’s blood in gruesome ritual.’ It’s not only affecting how others respond to our message, but to us personally.” Elder Anderson closed his eyes for a moment or two, perhaps even a couple of minutes, before speaking again. “Well… I think I’ll have a solution for that tomorrow. I’ll go over it during Sunday School.” Dinner continued without real surprise or devation. With the stars shining clearly outside, the close knit people of Deseret prepared for sleep. Parisa was visiting with Joshuel before going home to her bed, the two alone in his room. It was a small room on the second floor, above the dojo. “So you’re not leaving? That’s what most of the older people have done.” “No, I like it here. All I want is to keep training under Br. Valdez and learning about power from Elder Anderson. “Power? You mean the Gospel?” “Yes, power. He talks about Priesthood power, and authority from God. If I had enough power, I could live out peacefully doing whatever I want indefinitely. Hitting things and moving heavy things will only give me so much power.” “Hm… I don’t know if I’m that interested in power, but the scriptures keep telling me I need to love not just other people, but everything.” She was startled by loud, sudden snorting in the room next door. The two chuckled some. “Even Br. Valdez’s snoring?” “I guess so, yeah.” “What about if you get hurt, or sick?” “Well, I don’t know…” After a moment of silence together, they stood up. “Parisa… You’re going to be sixteen in a few weeks.” “Y-yeah…” Both wanting to speak, neither speaking any further, they looked into each other. Parisa felt her heart beating faster. She began to feel wet in her groin. She registered it only as it trickled down her leg some, prompting her to hide it by pressing her legs together. The two broke it off before getting anymore heated, bidding good night as Parisa walked down the stairs and outside. She left partly out of decency, but partly because she realized she had peed in her panties. In the dark, she was stopped by a boy closer to her age. “You were visiting Joshuel at night again?” “Oh! Saul! Yes, I was. Why are you out here?” Thankfully, he probably couldn’t see what she had done due to the dark. “Well… We’re both gonna be sixteen soon, um… Wi-will you marry me?” She wasn’t surprised; Reuben’s younger brother had shown interest in her for as long as she could remember. “I-I know you spend a lot of time with Joshuel, but, um, we’ve known each other for a long time and he just popped up one day. So if, uh, you aren’t sure about him…” She leaned forward and kissed him on the forehead. “Saul, you’ve been a good friend to me. I’ll need to think about your offer, okay?” He smiled a little and nodded, running back to his house. In her room, Parisa removed the dandelion-adorned barette and let down her hair, brushing it out before closing her door. Quietly, she pulled out a bag from under her bed. Inside was a package, resembling that of baby diapers. Instead of a baby, however, they depicted a young teenage girl sleeping. She pulled out one sized for her nearly-adolescent hips and set it open on the bed before pulling off her skirt, her wet maillot, wet leggings, and wet panties. She laid on the diaper, securing it to herself with an expertise and efficiency suggesting years of experience, then quickly hid the remaining briefs under her bed. Her secret, aforementioned by her brother: She is nearly a sixteen year old bed-wetter. An unsolved stain on her grace and strength and a dancer, as well as her image as a nubile young woman. After finishing, she let her nightgown drape over her secret before going back out to clean her teeth. As her parents beckoned, she came to pray together as a family, as they did every night. In good spirits, they shuffled out of the room toward their own beds. Little Mia spoke out as they separated. “I don’t want to keep wearing diapers at night. I’m not a baby!” Their mother answered sympathetically. “Don’t worry Mia, you’ll grow out of it one day.” Parisa rolled her eyes. “‘One day’? You mean when I’m twenty-five or something? At this rate I’m gonna diaper my first baby at night while my husband diapers me!” “I know, I know, just give it time.” As everyone went to bed, the mother and father sat together on their bed. The father spoke up. “So when are you going to tell them?” “Tell them what?” She asked as she laid down on her back. Br. Pahlavi pulled out a package of diapers much like Parisa’s, and began to put one on his wife. “If there is a ‘one day’, it hasn’t come for you yet.” “My mother, my sisters, me, my daughters… What’s with the girls in my family?” She asked to no one in particular. In another home, Saul was on the floor, hammering out pushups as Reid watched impatiently. “You’re just going to keep yourself awake. Give it up! You can’t beat Joshuel. Give Mia a few years, she looks a lot like Parisa did at her age.” “I… Can’t… Give… Up!” Saul let himself lay face-down, breathing heavily. “What does he have that I don’t, anyway?” “Well, he’s not even twenty but he’s the tallest guy here. He’s probably going to squat four digits one day. He isn’t awkward or overbearing like you are.” “Isn’t awkward? Do you even remember what he was like? What was it, two years now? Three? He was just there, sitting in the woods like an idiot.” “Yeah, he almost knocked out Br. Valdez. Yohan had to do some weird exorcism and he was just fine.” “But he was weird! Why does she like him?” “I know, Saul. You feel like he isn’t ‘one of us’, right? There’s something wrong with him, something different. He just popped in and took your girl.” “You feel the same, don’t you?” Reuben only pat his brother on the should before leaving him. Chapter 2 “Get up!” Parisa jumped up in bed as Sis. Pahlavi called to her. “We’re ready to go and you haven’t even gotten out of bed this whole time?! Are you fifteen or are you five?” The teen sprang into hurried action, throwing off her gown and stepping right into her Sunday dress. It took her not even a whole minute to get her hair right. The rest of her family was stepping out the door as she shoved some dry cereal into her mouth and drank it down with a cup of milk. It was halfway through their short walk, after calming down some, that she realized she was still wearing her wet diaper under her dress. She contemplated going back to change into panties, but decided not to upset her parents further. Every Sunday, the community met inside a meetinghouse, within which was a chapel. Parisa’s hair was down but neat, with only a sego lily tucked into the side. She had traded her white one-piece and showy skirt for a dress, with lace along the bottom to circle her legs. In fact, everyone was dressed with their best clothes-men and boys sporting button-up shirts with coats and long pants, while women and girls toted either bright dresses or conservative skirts. Each family sat in a separate pew, while Joshuel sat with Br. Valdez and a man with long, blond hair tied together. The service was straightforward; a hymn and a prayer as Elder Anderson presides. “We now have the opportunity, as we do each week on the Sabbath day, to partake of the sacrament in remembrance of our Lord and Savior. We follow His example, and wish to be with Him and like Him one our worldly trials are over.” After another hymn and prayer, the congregation took small morsels of bread and sips of water. Although the focus of this sacrament is on the Savior’s life and teachings, Parisa’s main focus was on the cool, clammy garment bunched under her bottom and between her legs. Instead of asking for forgiveness or help to love others, she was asking in her mind questions such as ‘Can anyone smell me?’, ‘How far forward can I bend before it’s seen?’, ‘I’m not the only teenage girl whose ever worn a diaper in church, am I?’, and ‘I didn’t pee when I woke up, I really need to go, and I can’t leave yet. Will it leak if I just pee right now?’ As the meeting ended, they left the chapel to different Sunday School classrooms. The men and boys attended one, while the women and girls another. As a bursting Parisa rounded the corner, Joshuel came from the other direction, and the two collided and apologized to one another. Parisa, however, was now flat on her bottom, quickly pulling her legs together to prevent a show, completely soaking an already wet diaper, in church, in front of her boyfriend. She wasn’t sure if it was her face or if she didn’t close her legs enough, but she must’ve revealed that something was up, because Joshuel asked her with concern, “Sorry again, is something wrong?” “Oh, uh… N-no, I’m fine, sorry.” She brushed down her dress, as if it weren’t already hanging down. “Hey, Elder Anderson said that he wants to see some of us after Church today.” “Okay. Did he say what it was about?” “He’d only say that it was a good opportunity.” After another hour or so, Elder Anderson met with Parisa, Joshuel, Reuben, and Leah in his office. Try as she might, Parisa could not avoid making the smallest “squorsh” noise as she sat down, though no one seemed to notice. “Well may youth, my fine youth, graduates of education, learners of skills, how is your day so far?” There were merely nods, and one or two quiet answers of ‘good’. “Now, do you remember the discussion we had last night? When it came to information going around about us that wasn’t true? What do you propose we do?” After some silent thought, Leah spoke up. “Shall we bake bread or cookies and take them to town?” Reuben joked next. “We find who’s writing it and break his fingers!” The elder tilted his glasses up. “I went to the Lord with this very question, and you know what He told me? He says it’s time for younger, less experienced, less stubborn, more dedicated ‘missionaries’ to carry His Spirit to them.” Leah looked worried. “What does that mean?” “It means that we’re going to prepare you to take the Gospel to Salem, to Alphus, and perhaps even more places. This, of course, is entirely dependent on your willingness to serve the Lord.” The four looked at one another. “I want you to think about it and pray about it this week. This coming Sunday, I want you to fast before giving it a final thought. If it seems like something you should do, come tell me.” Reuben spoke up, “So you’ve spent a lot of time helping to teach us and care for us. Like, you’ve helped build things and grow food and stuff. I get that. We owe you. But how can we trust you to just throw us out like this?” Anderson furrowed his brow in concern. “Reuben, I’m not throwing your out. Nothing like that. For starters, remember that I said it is all up to you. Furthermore, it’s not for me. Things around here will only be more work if you leave! This is to bring the blessings you’ve enjoyed to others in the world. Reuben seemed to calm down as he continued. “Not just to people who may investigate or join the Church, but to uplift other wards and branches. So I want you to consider it for yourselves, without just trusting what I’m telling you. Ask the Lord yourselves in prayer. Fair?” The four nodded. A little later in the day, Joshuel sat by a tree outside. In a meditative pose, he held a stone in his open hands. Leah wandered out toward him, a few large sticks in her arms. “Joshuel? Are you okay?” “I’m okay.” “That’s good. What are you doing?” “Well… In Sunday School, they talked about how God respects agency, and doesn’t force anyone to do anything. I was also told that ‘the most persuasive thing in the world is love...’ “Okay…” “… So, I figure if I can’t force this rock to move with my mind or my will, then maybe I can persuade it to move by helping it feel like I love it.” “That’s so smart!... Is it working?” “No, no it’s not.” Joshuel stood up and dropped the rock. “Are you gathering wood? I’ll help.” Reuben approached them. “Help? You talk to rocks-no, you think to rocks, and expect them to move. Thinking that you love sticks isn’t going to gather them up to burn. I’ll help you out, Leah.” Joshuel didn’t respond as the two walked further into the woods, following to help gather regardless. Leah looked about cautiously as they walked. “The path is overgrown…” “I don’t think anyone comes this way, anymore.” The canopy was getting thicker than in more familiar parts of the forest, contributing to the darkness of twilight setting in. The abundance of loose wood lying around was accompanied with an increasing uneasiness in the party. They could hear the chattering and sneaking of animals, likely cautious of their visitors. The three almost turned around when they found Parisa, looking off at nothing in particular. “Parisa? Do you see something?” “I feel something… Like, there’s something important near here. But I also feel anxious…” The boys became alert and put up their guard. They met low, animalistic eyes nearby. They stared at each other until Leah screamed. Looking to the side, they saw two wolves rush in from the side, while the one they had been watching rushed out from under the brush. Parisa had her pole with her and Reuben drew a sword. Leah took the longest stick she had been holding and held it up like a spear, though terrified. Still empty-handed, Joshuel looked to Parisa. “You feel confident with that?” “I-I think so, do you want it?” “No, keep it.” A wolf leaped at Leah. Without thinking about it, Reuben carved down its body in one motion. Another bit at him, but he held it at bay until Joshuel’s roundhouse knocked it back with an audible cracking sound. Josh then darted over to Parisa while Leah rushed up and plunged her stick into the broken beast’s face repeatedly, as hard as she could. Parisa kept out of the last wolf’s range, but was having trouble injuring it or scaring it away. She was able to put out its eyes, which make things easier for a moment. With a brave leap, it pulled her staff down and pounced her, throwing her onto her back. Immediately, Joshuel reached around the creature’s neck from behind and wrestled it off of her. He held it in one place until Reuben’s blade plunged through its heart, ending the threat. Joshuel helped Parisa up while Reuben calmed Leah down. “Reuben, my leg is bleeding, my leg…” Leah looked down to find where her leg was bleeding from, but found no blood. She had merely wet herself during her fright and exertion. Parisa dusted herself off while Reuben cleaned off his weapon. Having had enough for one day, they hurried back to the village. At her house, Parisa couldn’t find any notable injuries on herself or her friends, and they sat at a table with some fruit. “There IS something there! I could feel it! Like something was calling for me, beckoning me to discover it!” Leah looked at her skeptically. “Even so, it’s not safe to just wander out into the woods like that.” “Well, that’s where you all come in. I need some bodyguards to help me figure it out.” Reuben laughed. “What if we don’t?” “Then you’ll be letting a poor, delicate little girl at the mercy of cruel, loveless nature.” The man rolled his eyes. “Not even I can let that happen…” He almost joked. “But what’s our payment?” “Payment?” “Well, yeah. Bodyguards don’t work for free. What’s in it for us?” “Well… Ah… What do you charge?” “Two Senum, and that’s a discount.” “What?? I don’t have that!” Joshuel reassured her. “I’ll do it for a dance. A special one.” Parisa began to blush some, with Reuben and Leah listening. Leah added, “I’ll help if you make me a sheet of brownies.” Reuben gave a sigh. “… Eight pence. You’ve got to have that much.” Parisa looked at her friends and considered for a moment, twisting a bit of her hair around her finger. After some thought, she put her hand out. “Okay, we’re in. Tomorrow morning?” The others smiled and put their hands with hers, before they threw them up in a cheer.
  7. "Uhmm... Uhmmmmhhh..." A white-haired girl in her pajamas rolled on her bed, her legs tightly squeezing the soft, fluffy pillow she was hugging. Judging by her youthful looks, you would be forgiven to think that she was still in middle school, even though by all rights, she was already in high school instead. "Need to go... the bathroom..." Not to mention her current... issue, which normally wouldn't happen to an older girl of her age. She turned and groaned, one hand now buried in her crotch. Her hips gyrated back and forth, giving a nice view of her ample bottom. "Mmmm... It's locked... Why is it locked?" Her fidgeting grew more intense as time went on. She now had both hands pressed into her crotch and was actively rolling back and forth. Until eventually, she rolled too much and fell off her bed. Now, normally, a year ago, this would be when the warmth of shame spread between her legs, soaking her panties, pajama trousers, and the poor carpet that her mother would've to clean later. But, thanks to a certain incident, that would never happen again. "Urghhhh..." She opened her eyes, sitting groggily for a moment as she rubbed them. Only to return back to her squirming state from before, burying her hands between her legs yet again. "Oooh, I really need to go..." Swiftly, she stood up, quickly switching into a pee dance as she thought about what her next action should be. "Mom! Are you awake yet? I need to go!" The girl slowly made her way out of her room, still writhing and squirming, moving her ample butt left and right. "Honey, I'm coming!" To her relief, she didn't have to go down the stairs in this state as her mother barged into the room right before she could reach for the doorknob. Slamming the wood right onto her face in the process. "Kyah!" She let out a shriek as she fell backwards, landing on her bottom with her legs wide open. The perfect pose to have an accident. "Honey! Are you al—oohhh!" The older silver-haired lady pressed her hands into her crotch, feeling her bladder rapidly expanding, sending her into a state of desperation in an instant. As for the young girl, she experienced the exact opposite. She had a blissful, relieved look as her full bladder deflated. However, there was no warm puddle forming between her legs. Her panties and pajama pants remained completely dry. Sadly, the older woman didn't experience the same fortune. "Ahhnnn... It's coming out..." She bit her lip, tears forming in her eyes as a soft hissing noise filled the air, followed by the acrid scent of pee. She fell down, still burying her hands as warmth exploded from her tinkle tank. A woman in her thirties (though she certainly didn't look the part) wetting herself. And right in front of her daughter too. When she finished, her white skirt and panties were soaked from top to bottom. Even her socks and sandals didn't escape the wetness. She now sat in the middle of a large puddle of her own making. Indeed, ever since that certain, fateful day, the girl could not pee on her own. No matter how desperate she got, not a single drop would escape her own peehole. She could only transfer her pee to other women, using their peeholes as hers. Holding it in permanently was not an option as eventually, she would either damage her own bladder or it would just burst, transporting her pee into every single female near her. Not to mention the pain she would incur by doing so. Seeing her mother having an accident, the girl... - felt extremely bad. She had embarrassed her terribly for sure! (Lawful +1) - felt just a little bad. It can't be helped! She was bursting! (Chaotic +1) - felt a strange sense of delight. Her pretty mother wetting herself like this... It just makes her even cuter! (Lewd +1) For the two alignments, they would have opposing effects on our character's bladder: Lawful = The more Lawful she is, the stronger her control over her bladder is. She can hold for longer and she can prevent accidental bladder transfer more. At max Lawful, she can hold for days without transferring a single drop. Chaotic = The more Chaotic she is, the weaker her control over her bladder is. She can hold for less and would accidentally leak her bladder content to girls surroundings her more. At max Chaotic, she can barely hold her water at all. She has to constantly transfer her pee into everyone around her. And a lot of the time, she wouldn't even be able to control who she transfers it to. As for Lewdity, the bigger Lewdity she has, the more willing she will be to do lewd stuff. It also makes her personality be lewder as well. Also, vote for her name as well. Try to give her a vaguely Japanese name. (I reserve veto right if I don't like the most popular name).
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    Hi all, here comes a new (to me) leggings piss, worked fine for me ;-)) Have fun ! trief
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  9. View File sex and very hot public leggings piss / PH find Hi all, here comes a new (to me) leggings piss, worked fine for me ;-)) Have fun ! trief Submitter triefnase Submitted 05/31/2022 Category Female  
  10. I've been into omorashi for very long now, and more recently came out as a trans girl/genderfluid. I don't find nice moments to wet myself very often so I feel like recording those could be great, sharing them here and on PH for instance. The problem is I don't know much about recording videos properly, even though I watch a lot of them, so I'll gladly take any tips! I only have a phone but the quality should be fine (iPhone SE 2020). Regarding the tags I hope it's not too misleading or such, I chose them as they reflect the kind of wetting/clothes I'd record videos of.
  11. When I started to film this one I was already 9/10 but still managed to last 20 mins \o/ The "Normal" video is the main video. After the wetting there is a second wetting angle, with zoom waist bellow. This zoom has a watermark bellow from my free converter but it doesn't not hinder anything. I included a "Zoomed" bonus video, which is an uncut version only waist bellow. There is A LOT of screenshots and I really liked this set.
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  12. View File [CROSSDRESSER] Jeans skirt + white leggings When I started to film this one I was already 9/10 but still managed to last 20 mins \o/ The "Normal" video is the main video. After the wetting there is a second wetting angle, with zoom waist bellow. This zoom has a watermark bellow from my free converter but it doesn't not hinder anything. I included a "Zoomed" bonus video, which is an uncut version only waist bellow. There is A LOT of screenshots and I really liked this set. Submitter Larissa Cross Submitted 05/29/2022 Category Transgender (MtF)  
  13. Nice day for a ride! And the accompanying wetting that goes along with it! Had a coffee and downed it in the morning while I let it coarse through my system. I actually went to the restroom before I departed for my ride--it seems that the subsequent calls of nature are much more intense! I could've held on longer, but am still happy with the overall result. Enjoy! cyc67.mp4
  14. Met a friend for lunch after her workout. I told her I was going to go exercising as well on my bike, and she wanted to see me wear all blue. So voila! I ended up going to the restroom (I was very uncomfortable, probably an 8/10) because I wanted to enjoy my food without squirming and causing an accident lol. After we said our goodbyes, I continued to ride in my weakened bladder state...I found a spot to relieve myself...=P I actually ended up going down on my ride back because I wasn't paying attention. While still sprawled out, I ended up leaking quite a bit more. I told my friend what happened after, and she only lol'ed at me. =P Anyways, everyone and everything is good. Enjoy! cyc68.mp4
  15. Anyone else piss in their pubes and on their crotch for the smell? I soak my lower tummy every morning and let it drip down my balls before putting on clean undies, and go through the day letting the stink develop. is the smell a turnon for others?
  16. I have a general question for you all (sorry if this isn't the right category) How many people do think who may or may not be into omo have deliberately wet (or even messed) themselves out of curiosity? No need to try and pinpoint an exact number. More of generalities... such as a lot or if you knew someone who had done this. Hope this makes since to you all.
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    Home from a bicycle race session, I fall on the bed with a full bladder. I still drink a lot of water, because I am very thirsty. I have been thirsty and drinking throughout the cycling. I need to pee badly but I can't get up, so I hope the cushion in the bicycle pants soaks up the pee. Forget it. There is a huge gusher of pee unloading into the pants and the oversoak. A big puddle on the bed, all around my ass and even further.. I soaked the blanket as well. So much warm pee. The spandex pants were no match. They are so wet that I peel them up to my knees in a sexy position. I am bare underneath of course. What a flood and very loud hissing
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  18. I’m a long time omo fan but been too scared to ever try wetting myself. Lately I’ve really started to explore my submissive side and such and finally decided tonight I wanted to wet in these pink panty hose and light blue panties. I had tried just a few weeks prior at the beach wetting in the water and that was good practice for today ig bc I really easily let go and flooded my panties. To be fair I did have like 3 bottles of water and waited two hours my bladder was really aching. Up top is the before and down below is the after
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    Oops, you've caught me emptying out the dishwasher. I'm quite desperate, but I'm sure nothing embarassing will happen...
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  20. Wetting myself while putting away the plates. View File Oops, you've caught me emptying out the dishwasher. I'm quite desperate, but I'm sure nothing embarassing will happen... Submitter waffle<3 Submitted 05/11/2022 Category Female  
  21. (1/2) Amethyst has been holding it in for a while now, but when she finally decides to go she runs into some unexpected delays. Over the course of her time living among humans, Amethyst has found that she sometimes enjoys holding her pee. Even though she doesn’t need to, she will drink the occasional soda or drink for the taste, and eventually it has to come out. She usually goes to the bathroom before it starts to bother her, but she’s found that if you hold it in for a while and then let it out, the relief you feel afterwards is amazing. This is one of those times. For the first time in a while, she has nothing to do today and Steven and the other gems are out, so she’s just been sitting on the couch aimlessly watching TV. There’s nothing to get distracted from right now, so she’s been drinking a lot more than usual to get a good amount of pee built up. At first she doesn’t feel any different, only the normal urge to go to the bathroom, nothing too uncomfortable. It’s only when she shifts her position that she really feels the pressure in her bladder. At some point one of her legs starts fidgeting, with her knee rocking back and forth as she sits on the sofa. At this point, it’s been over a full day since Amethyst has started drinking. Ordinarily she would have gone to the bathroom a while ago, but she hasn’t had to pee this badly in a while, and she’s not about to waste it. As it gets later and later into the afternoon she starts to think more and more about her need to go. When to let it out, where to let it out, how much pee she has stored up inside her, how good it’s going to feel, how much longer she’ll be able to wait… Suddenly her legs jolt closed. Amethyst feels a warm dribble in her leggings, and immediately shoves a hand into her crotch. She suddenly feels all the pressure waiting to be released and thinks, Okay…oh yeah, I think I have to let this out now. She stands up from the couch, slowly, carefully, and it dawns on her how badly she really needs to go. Oh yeah, I have to go now. Amethyst had been thinking about peeing in the ocean. She would walk out onto the beach until she was knee-deep in the water, kneel down, and just pee right out in the open; she would let the water wash over her legs and let everything get swept out by the tide. But now she’s having serious doubts she can even make it all the way to the shore without bursting, or at least without leaving a conspicuous trail through the house and down the beach. Even if she does make it, there’s always the chance of being seen; Steven might be coming home soon, and she’d rather not have him or anyone else catch her like this. Almost annoyed, Amethyst has no other choice but to relieve her bladder in the toilet. Just as she’s made up her mind to rush into the bathroom, she hears a familiar voice announce, “Hello Amethyst, have you completed your task for today?” Just as Pearl walks in the front door Amethyst sits, almost falls, back onto the couch and quickly takes her hand out from between her legs. Between removing her hand and the sudden sloshing in her bladder, she almost loses control. Another bit of pee escapes her, even as she twists her legs around each other, squeezing them together to keep the floodgates closed. Huh? What is Pearl talking about? Today was finally the day I had nothing to do, why is she here right now? Come on, why now!? Amethyst says nothing at first. She clenches her teeth and gives Pearl what she hopes is a neutral look. She was just about to go and let her pee out, and now she has to wait for who knows how much longer because Pearl is lecturing her about something. Her legs start bouncing up and down. She can’t remember exactly what Pearl is talking about, it takes all her focus to keep her bladder from bursting. “Don’t tell me you forgot?” Pearl continues “It’s your turn to check up on Peridot at the barn.” She keeps her voice even, but for some reason Amethyst can’t help but find it mocking. “No, I didn’t forget!” Amethyst protests, raising her voice perhaps a bit too much. Why do we even need to do this anyway? It’s not like she’s gonna try and do anything on her own... Her train of thought trails off, she desperately wants Pearl to just go away, even just for a minute so she can run to the bathroom. “Yes you did, I can tell from the look you’re giving me,” Pearl replies. She doesn’t seem to have anything more to say but she doesn’t leave. Amethyst gets even more impatient. Oh my god, why isn’t she leaving? Come on let me go piss, I can’t wait like this forever! A minute ago she felt like she felt like she could barely hold it even while squeezing her bladder, and now Pearl is standing there staring at her and she can’t even do that. She keeps pressing her thighs together, and her leg keeps jiggling in place. “Okay, okay, okay, I’ll go do it, you happy now?” she whines. “No, I’m not. You’ve already forgotten once, I want you to go right now.” “Alright, I said I’d do it!” As Amethyst says this, she starts to rock back and forth while sitting. It helps her hold a little bit, but after a second she stops, and her need becomes all the more apparent. “Right now,” the tall gem repeats. The weight of Pearl’s gaze fixed on her is almost as uncomfortable as the weight on her bladder. Yeah, I’d like to go right now, but I need you to leave first! What is she supposed to do? Amethyst isn’t about to make a show of grabbing her crotch and dancing her way over to the bathroom right in front of Pearl. Every second the wait gets more and more agonizing. If she doesn’t do something soon Pearl is going to start asking more questions, why she’s fidgeting and squirming, why she’s being so curt, why seems so…uncomfortable. At this point another spurt has made it into her leggings since she let go of her bladder, and pretty soon forgetting to do her chores will be the least of her worries. She tries not to imagine how mad Pearl would get if she suddenly soaked the couch and left a huge puddle all over the floor; the thought doesn’t bring Amethyst any comfort. If only she had gone a minute sooner! If only she had peed outside when she had the chance! Wait, that’s it! She can just find a place anywhere outside at the barn and pull down her pants and let everything out. Amethyst abruptly gets up and blurts out “Alright, alright, alright, I’ll go do it!” the words flowing much faster than normal. At the same time, she starts to sprint over to the warp pad. As she runs and her thighs slide past each other she feels another tiny leak in her pants, but it doesn’t matter compared to the relief she’s headed towards. “Pearl you’re a genius!” she calls out behind her. “Well I’m not sure what prompted that, but thank you.”
  22. Here's the last story for Gen 5! The next story will be my first entry in what I like to call "HoloMess Extra", which will be bonus stories I write that don't fall into the main story, or at least the ideas of the main story. This will include one-shots and alternate endings of already existing stories. Please look forward to it. “You fucking bitch!” Nene screamed, now unphased by the mess that lingered in her underwear, having grown used to the feeling, or rather, the lack thereof. In one swift motion, she slapped Polka straight across her face, causing the fennec to recoil. “I trusted you! Why didn’t you keep your mouth shut?!” “Look, I’m sorry! But I didn’t know what to do,” the circus girl apologized. “When I went to check out your… protection… a couple of the girls walked up to me and immediately started asking about it!” Nene stared her dead in the eyes. A shiver ran down Polka’s spine. “H-hey… how else was I supposed to explain myself carrying diapers to the cash register?” Nene scoffed, about-faced, and had begun to close the door in her face, but not before leaving Polka with the parting words, “You’ll regret this.” An air of dread hung over the remaining idol. She’d never seen Nene what upset before, and dreaded thinking about what was in store for her. “Polka, it’s time to get up.” The fox-girl grumbled, adjusting herself on the sofa she’d passed out on. “Huh? Izutsu? When did I fall asleep?” “Nevermind that,” the personal assistant started, “you have the dress rehearsal for your show in 10 minutes!” “CRAP!” Polka unabashedly tossed all the clothes she was wearing on the floor as she made her way to her outfit. “Can you at least put on some underwear when you come to the office?” Izutsu chided as she got a clear view of Polka’s bare bottom as she pulled her sweatpants down. “Eh, why bother?” Polka shrugged. “You all prepare shorts for me anyways because my skirts too short.” She eyed the spandex shorts lying neatly next to the rest of her stage outfit. “That’s not the- ugh, whatever. You’re on in 10,” the assistant sighed as she made her leave of the dressing room. “Yeesh, she can be a real hardass sometimes.” Polka slid the spats up to her crotch. She immediately felt something was off. It felt as if her underwear was weirdly stiff. The performer didn’t have time to investigate, however, as she threw the rest of her outfit on in a hurry and made her way to the stage. Dress rehearsal had been going well, for the most part. Polka needed to redo a couple of the animal tamer segments, but overall, the past hour had gone by smoothly. All that was left were the acrobatic sections, which Polka was admittedly not the best at. She climbed the side ladder with confidence, however, as she prepared for the trapeze jump, a move that sometimes scared the literal shit out of her when she was younger. As she approached the top, she looked around at the people on the bottom of the stage. Naturally, Izutsu and A-chan, as well as some other staff were directly below her, prepared with a tarp and trampoline in case she fell. On the sidelines, Sora, Lamy and Botan giggled to each other as they waited for Polka to begin. As she panned her vision, however, she caught a glimpse that stopped her heart. “Give it your all Polka!” “Nene.” Beads of sweat started to form on the fennec’s forehead as well as down her back, and she started to notice that her body was abnormally hot and somewhat itchy. “What is she doing here?” Polka thought to herself. She must have been here to exact revenge, but the how was completely lost on her. “Polka!” Izutsu screamed from below. “We’re ready when you are!” The ringmaster swallowed her fear as she grabbed the bar above her. “Don’t think about it, Polka,” she assured herself. She experimentally moved her hands to check if the bar was greased before shaking her head. “You need to focus. There’s no way Nene would do something like that.” She took a breath, then pushed off with her feet. Instincts took over. Polka closed her eyes as she hit the apex of the bar’s forward swing. She let go of the bar, flipping her body backwards without tucking her body. However, as she was suspended in the air, she felt something shift which immediately threw her balance off. The performer opened her eyes and was met with the sight of the stage ceiling. This was all the girl needed to know to realized that she wasn’t going to make it to the next bar. At this point, the only thing Polka could manage was a scream. “AAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!” “TARP!” Izutsu commanded, prompting all the staff to stretch the cloth over the trampoline. In seconds, Polka’s fall was broken as she bounced several times on the tarp-covered trampoline. A weird bounce at the end sent her flying on her butt to the ground, finally landing with a noticeable squelching sound. This caused Sora to cringe to herself, but Polka couldn’t quite make out why. “Man, I screwed that up, huh?” Polka sighed with relief. “Yes, you did,” Izutsu started before asking, “but more importantly, are you okay?” Before Polka could respond, she saw Izutsu point down at the fennec-girl’s crotch. Fixing her gaze downwards, Polka was met with a puddle slowly forming around her spread legs. “No way!” The idol jumped up on her feet to reveal that she was still peeing herself, streams tricking down her legs and into her shoes. At the same time, a rank smell hit her nose, something impossible for a fox to miss. “Oh shit,” she said aloud, feeling the back of her shorts to confirm her suspicions. The now panicking girl looked around as faces of concern, disgust, or both surrounded her. Unsure of what to do, Polka sprinted as fast as she could back to her dressing room, with Izutsu chasing behind her. “I didn’t even feel it…” Polka sobbed in her assistant’s arms. She wasn’t sure what was more embarrassing, soiling herself in front of her coworkers, or being bathed and clothed by her assistant. “Hey, I’m sure there’s some explanation for it.” Izutsu pet the fox-girl’s head. “I’m gonna go out and clear the air with everyone. Don’t worry, I’ll tell them you weren’t feeling well today, and that the fall made you lose control.” And just like that, Polka was in the room by herself, left to wallow in her own tears. That is, until a certain blonde-haired girl walked in. “That was quite the show you put on out there. A shame there wasn’t a larger audience.” “Huh?” Polka looked up, only to be confronted by Nene’s face only a few inches from her own. Sadness turned into anger as she rose to her feet. “What the hell did you do?!” “Nothing much, just forced some empathy onto you. Honestly, I thought you’d be more suspicious of your clammy underwear, but I guess that sleeping powder I put in your water worked better than I thought.” “W-what?” Polka’s heart sank. “You didn’t actually use the stuff that made her incontinent on my shorts, did you?” “Yup, sure did!” Nene lifted her skirt, revealing her oversized diaper to the fennec. “Now you get to wear these for a whole month. Just. Like. Me.” Tears started streaming down Polka’s face again as Nene pulled one of her diapers out of her handbag. “Here, this one’s on the house, considering you don’t have any underwear to go back home in. The rest’s on you though.” The blonde pushed the garment into Polka’s arms before making her way to the door. “Oh, by the way, I took nudes while you were asleep, so take this quietly and accept we’re even like a good girl.” And with that, she was gone, leaving Polka with new “underwear” she didn’t even know how to wear correctly. A month went by, and despite horrifying first few weeks, Polka got used to her situation a lot faster than Nene could. Izutsu was very understanding of the situation, despite not understanding what was actually happening behind the scenes. The Hololive girls that witnessed her first accident were also very kind and supportive. It almost felt as if they all had wet and messed themselves recently too. At the end of it all, Polka was even inspired to add a new infrequent segment to her “Legend of Polka” show, dedicated to helping incontinent or accident-prone persons get over the humiliation or embarrassment by calling in Hololive members to talk about recent “accidents” they had. It took a while to come up with a name, but eventually she had come up with a name she thought best encapsuled the spirit of everything: “HoloMess”.
  23. Anyone ever hold so much till they actually lose it and not be able to stop after… I know I’m damaging my bladder but the less control I have the more exciting it is to wet… I’ll never muster the courage to wet in public intentionally or whatever… so I’ve been dwelling on it… I have reached a point where I wake a few times a month in the middle of wetting the bed… which scares me but also it excites me and I wanna keep teetering on the edge of actual incontinence… is that weird?
  24. Been a bit busy the past few months, but things are settling down. What better way to "relax" than with a bike ride? XD Wetting isn't as obvious as my previous videos, but maybe safe enough for instagram! haha Anyway...will remember to work with better angles and lighting to get better shots next time. In the mean time...enjoy! cyc66.mp4
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