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  1. Oh. My. God. Last weekend an actual fantasy come true. I got to watch my boyfriend wet himself. And now I need to write about it. So we've been together for about a month, and we were seeing each other casually for another month before that. We've been pretty open about our sexual boundaries, kinks, turn ons, etc. from the beginning, but it wasn't until we became official that I told him about my omo kink. He didn't quite understand it, but he was supportive and curious. He was never judgmental or condescending as he asked questions and listened intently to my answers. He was genuinely eager to learn more. Initially he said he would be ok with teasing/degrading me about wetting myself but not do it himself, nor would he come into physical contact with piss. However, a couple weeks ago he said, "If I wet myself will you buy me pokemon cards?" to which I responded, "Um, YES!" I didn't think he was serious, though, until he brought it up again a couple days later. He told me he meant it. I insisted that he only do it if he felt 100% comfortable. If the only reason he was doing it was to get pokemon cards, I didn't want him to do it. I would never want to put him in a situation he didn't want to be in, and I made sure to assure him that it was absolutely alright if he didn't want to wet himself. His birthday is coming up, and even if it wasn't, I would buy him pokemon cards if he really wanted them without him having to do anything in return. But he insisted he had thought it through and was comfortable with it. He genuinely wanted to try wetting himself for me. I could have cried. So we made a plan. Two of his roommates would be gone that weekend, and he told the third to stay in his room during the evening. He would use the bathroom once before leaving work in the mid-afternoon and then not again until I got to his house. He also made sure to drink a lot of water leading up to my arrival. Before I left he texted me that he was already feeling it a little bit, which made me even more excited than I already was. When I got there I made him refill his water bottle, set a timer, and told him that's how long he had to drink the contents of the bottle. We then continued hanging out for another hour or so until he said it was time to move into the bathroom (he was going to do it in the shower to eliminate mess). So he changed into the pants he had decided to wear and we made our way into the bathroom. He stepped in the shower and I sat on the toilet watching him. He didn't squirm, didn't grab at his crotch, just stood bracing himself with both arms on the shower walls. I could see him using all of his focus to hold it in. I decided to be a little cruel and press on his bladder every few minutes, and I squeezed his dick a couple times. Hearing him plead, "Oh, no, please not again" as I made my way towards him after already pressing on his bladder a couple times was SO hot... After about twenty minutes, a dribble started. I commanded him to stop, and surprisingly, he did, but it seemed to take a lot of effort. After a couple more minutes, he couldn't hold it anymore and the floodgates opened. I got to watch my boyfriend stand there and helplessly, completely drench his jeans. He looked humiliated and like he couldn't quite believe what he'd just done. He let me take some pictures before stripping off his jeans to reveal his red boxers, also drenched and very hot, which he also took off immediately after I took pictures. I went to the basement to toss his wet clothes in the wash while he started taking a shower which I would then join. I'm sure you can imagine what we got up to next. Idk if anyone will even read this, but it was fun to write and a million times more fun to experience! And he said he's willing to do it again at some point (YAY!!!), so maybe I'll write about that too. Who knows!?
  2. Female piss shorts down legs in nature with GREAT sound: https://www.pornhub.com/view_video.php?viewkey=ph6331d66be9c13 This next one has nudity male and female: https://www.pornhub.com/view_video.php?viewkey=ph63322a4bd466c Male and female he self-pisses upside down, masturbating til orgasm then she pees on him: https://www.pornhub.com/view_video.php?viewkey=ph6331ffe96d95c Female tied up, standing, masturbates with vibrator, pees down legs: https://www.pornhub.com/view_video.php?viewkey=ph6331317960165 IAmLittleCathy pees her bright orange yoga pants: https://www.pornhub.com/view_video.php?viewkey=ph6330688eeef94 TheBottomHalf (male) pees his jeans while on his knees (unique position!): https://www.pornhub.com/view_video.php?viewkey=ph632f0f73e4e0a IAmShion (Japanese female) pees everywhere while masturbating in a tight one-piece bodysuit: https://www.pornhub.com/view_video.php?viewkey=ph632e6ccba563f
  3. ooooof I cant upload the file but I made a BIG puddle hehe it splashed all over the floor and needed many towels to cleatnnn.I drank so much water that it was about the size of a big pillow u sleep with (even bigger if I got the rest out,but I became super shy suddenly and the flow stopped! ;w; even pushing got me nowhere so I went into the comfort of armchair and blanket to pee there. The chair is no show so it won't be visible! The armchair is my best peeing place because of how discreet it is!
  4. I woke up with a full bladder this morning and went on my phone for a bit, I was squirming around the entire time and i was about to explode, but then I heard the bathroom being occupied and knew that I couldn't go for an hour or more. So I continued to squirm around and laid down on my stomach (bad idea) kinda forgot that my bladder was not gonna make it... It was getting really hard to lay still no matter my position so I tried to lose up but I had immediate leaks it lasted about 6-10 seconds till I got it under control, it was hard because of how good it felt but I tried not to wet myself to see if I was up for a small challenge. Challenge failed I accidentally put pressure onto my bladder and it Immediately splurged out and all over myself and my bed again, after trying to control the stream I gave up and continued to piss all over myself, I was laying on my stomach and had to let my quiet moans into my pillow, it was the first time that my relief was so good that I'd have to moan and I even got a bit hard as I felt it on my thighs and stomach. It was still running down my legs when I wanted to sit up, that's why the stain looks so weird on the left, kinda managed to sit above the stain when I took the picture. Ough I just can't stop peeing now, it just tinkles out as soon as my bladder fills a few drops! I'm just trapped in a loop of peeing! Whenever I'm done it filled up enough to pee another round and so on...it just feels so good I even came a bit afterwards
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    This is a clip from the hentai Boku no Yayoi-san, Episode 2. The main female character is giving a mostly non-consensual blowjob to the former mob employee of her late husband and struggles to breathe on his large cock, which results in her wetting her panties. I say "mostly" non-consensual because she loves the sexual contact, even though she hates the man. Warning: This video contains an animated blowjob with censored nudity.
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  6. Hello peeps! I mostly lurk on here but after looking for some femdomish content featuring a male lead wetting himself and not really getting what I was looking for I decided to try my hand. Word of warning though, this is my first piece of omo fiction so it might not be good but I gave it my best shot! The only writing I get up to is for Dungeons and Dragons and this is quite the departure from that. So without further ado enjoy! P.S. any advice is welcome but please be nice about it. (I am a soft boye) The Sun began to set on another sweltering day at Eastview College. Eastview has a number of study rooms specifically designed to be used during the later hours of the day so that students may have a nice quiet place to study. It’s in one of these rooms that we join our leads for this story. Jack, a 5'8 boy of decently muscular build sits across from his best friend Carly. She was practically Amazonian compared to him being a 6’4 woman who got into the Eastview on a rugby scholarship. The two had really hit it off when they met at the beginning of the semester. They were both into sports to some degree and it just so happened that they both required extra study time if either of them ever hoped to pass the required communications course. It was a match made in heaven, especially for Jack. See he had a crush on Carly from the moment he set eyes on her. After all, what's not to like? She was fully filled out with a generous body that was both fairly muscular and yet squishy in all the right places. That along with her emerald green eyes and flowing auburn hair was just the perfect combination for a guy like him. Jack had dark brown hair and eyes as blue as the ocean but these looks came with a cost, he had more pride than brains.(Probably why he needs the extra study time) “Alright so is this formatting thing the worst or what?” Carly mentioned breaking the silence. “It really is! Like who even names a format Chicago of all things?” Jack joked as they giggled and both returned to writing their papers. The silence was almost uneasy as all the usual noises of the building were drowned out by the walls of the soundproofed study room. “What topic did you choose for your paper anyways Carly?” Jack asked. Carly looking up from her laptop explained “It’s about the declining water levels in Lake Mead from the multiple droughts that hit the area in recent years. Would you mind proofreading it for me when we get done here tonight?”. Jack nodded and had just continued working on his own paper when a particular need he’d been putting off decided to make itself known. Jack's bladder began to twinge with how full it had gotten over the last couple hours. He recalled all the iced tea he’d been drinking to try and cool himself off today. Normally the area Eastview was situated in was just the perfect temperature but the last week had been abysmal constantly in the 30s (Suck in Fahrenheit) and incredibly humid. As a result that meant more fluid intake for our protagonists. Unfortunately for Jack he was far too prideful to admit that he had to pee and to his crush of all people! And so he decided to simply wait it out and continue his work then go once they were done with their papers. The school left a single private bathroom open for both sexes so that the rest could be cleaned and closed for the day and students that stayed late to study would still have somewhere to take care of business. Jack couldn’t help but fidget often as his bladder continued to fill, despite the strain it put on him. He found a good position with his legs crossed and cock squished between them to try and relieve some of the pressure that had built up over the last 2 hours. Jack started bouncing in his seat but forced himself to stop just as Carly had glanced over to him. She cracked a little grin and continued writing her paper. The poor guy was reaching his breaking point, even pride wouldn’t be able to keep Jack any longer. As he sat up and started to pack his things Carly spoke up “Done already?”. “Well pretty close anyways but I’m getting pretty tired so I decided to p..pack it in for the n..night” Jack started to stutter as a wave of desperation wept over him. “Oh well I actually just finished with my paper. Do you think you could proofread it before you go? after all you already said you would” Carly asked while taking notice of Jack's clearly urgent need. “I..I guess I could” Jack said, thinking of it as a favor for his friend and crush. As Jack started to read Carly’s paper however his eyes filled with shock. How could he forget? It was about the lower water levels of Lake Mead. Jack writhed and squirmed as he read the vivid descriptions of the waterbody and the Colorado River that it feeds into. The gushing rapids and harsh rainfalls played through his mind as he imagined finally getting the relief he so desired. Carly watched on fully aware of the torture she was putting jack through tonight. She always thought Jack was a rather cute boy and she had a special interest in making others suffer, especially when it came to urinary needs. And watching squirm and cross his legs while reading her perfectly crafted paper on water and rainfall made her start to feel a little hot and bothered. She bit her lip while trying to make sure this memory stayed in her mind. She then took notice of her own bladder, after all she had been waiting the same amount of time as Jack but being a bigger lady her bladder was clearly superior. As that thought left her mind she returned her attention to Jack who was just finishing the torturous reading he felt obligated to do. The rivers and rains still echoed through his mind as they both packed up and began to head to the elevator. “Wow I should really visit the bathroom” Carly exclaimed while trying to mention pee as much as she could around Jack. “haha yeah with how hot it’s been everyone’s been drinking so much more”. The elevator finally got to their floor and began to descend towards Jack’s only bastion of relief within a kilometer. Jack couldn’t help but squirm and grab his cock once in a while trying to hold back his pride's impending doom. But despite all the squeezing it just wasn’t enough. He needed a bathroom and FAST. The elevator shook a little as they reached the ground floor and began the slow walk down the hallway towards the single bathrooms. Jack was doing his best to keep up to Carly despite his need and her rather long legs. As they finally approached the bathrooms Jack's need started to get even more intense and he was finally going to get the relief he so desired. He pulled at the door to the boys room, his heart sunk at the unforgiving stillness of the door. It was locked. “Can’t ya read? It says it’s out of order J” Carly said as she smiled and opened the door to the girls room. Feeling rather bold Carly stood in the door to the girls room and giggled “Well I GUESS you could use the girls room but only if you really have to go. After all I can’t be letting just any boy into here”. This was it, Jack would have to admit his need to her now or walk home in damp sweatpants as he wouldn’t stand a chance in getting past her with their difference in size. “FINE! I do really have to pee and I don’t think I can hold it much longer Carly. So please let me in the girls room. I'm about to wet myself” Jack exclaimed as his cheeks grew red and his heart started racing. “Well I suppose just this once it would be okay. However there is one condition.” She explained “You have to let me go first, I have been holding just as long as you and it’s a girls bathroom after all.”. “Oh please please please just let me go Carly!” Jack cried. Carly was over the moon at this moment having a cute boy throw away his pride and cry for her to let him use a bathroom that she had control over.. “I have to go first Jack, that's the deal, take it or go find a boys room” Carly sternly told him. “Fine but please please be quick I really can’t wait any longer” Jack whimpered. And that was the truth, any minute now Jack’s bladder would give out and flood his sweatpants. Carly, however being the glutton she was, wanted more. “Come in with me. I’ve seen the way you look at me so maybe this can be a little treat.” she teased. Jack didn’t know what to say as the girl he had crushed on for the last year invited him into the bathroom with her. Under any other circumstance this would be a dream come true but with his bladder in the state it was he didn’t have any room to think or negotiate the terms so he reluctantly nodded his head and followed her into the girls room. The door latched with a *click* as Carly walked towards the toilet in the room. Being this close to the toilet sent Jack into a bit of a frenzy. He was grabbing himself and crossing his legs when he wasn’t stepping from foot to foot doing the potty dance as he tried to hold back his bladder’s last warnings. Carly unbuttoned her jeans and pulled down her blue striped panties as she sat on the toilet. Jack wanted to catch a glimpse of her panties but he was just so preoccupied with trying to keep it all back that he couldn’t find the courage to even open his eyes. Just then Carly let out her hot jet of urine splashing the water with force. She let out a very exaggerated moan as she was getting both the relief she wanted and the joy of watching Jack dance for her while blushing. Jack could only listen in horror as Carly’s jet of urine combined with the relief it gave her hit his ears. It was like being trapped in an eternal hell of splashing noises and moans that just wouldn’t end. “Please hurry Carly I can’t….” A shock hit Jack’s whole body as his bladder finally gave way. Tears started to well up in his eyes as his pride became a distant memory. The hot yellow liquid shot out from his dick and began soaking his sweatpants with a dark patch that only got bigger as the puddle beneath him started to spread. He couldn’t open his eyes at this moment, the shame, the embarrassment, he hadn’t wet himself since he was a kid and here he was piddling everywhere in front of his crush. But in this moment of weakness while his mind fell further and further into the implications of what happened he heard Carly speak “God that was so hot.” Jack finally opened his eyes and gave Carly a puzzled look. As his eyes met her he noticed something, her face was all red and she was breathing heavily. “D…did you? D…do you? M..me?” Jack couldn’t get all the words he wanted out as Carly asked him “Shall I walk you home now little boy? Or should we go to my place?”. Jack was now mixed with more emotions than he knew what to do with. “Y..your place?”. And the two cleaned up a bit and began walking to her place in the cool night air as Carly explained how she had enjoyed his desperation and apologized as soon as she realized that she went overboard. Of course Jack was just relieved (In more than one way) that he finally landed his crush. Just maybe not how he expected. The End. ~Myth
  7. Tonight is the big night, The Infernites are getting ready for the dance party in the Mixopolis Hotel, they put on their tuxedos, puts on body spray and ties their shoes on Flain: Anyone all set Vulk: You bet, I'm so excited for this party Flain: So do I, so does anyone needs to use the bathroom before we go Burnard: Nope Flain: Alright, come on guys The Infernites walk out of the door and start heading to the hotel, after a little long walk, they head to the party and see other Mixels wearing tuxedos in different colors Tesla: *shows up* Hey, you made it Flain: Sup Teslo, looking good in that Lavender tux Teslo: Thanks, like your sexy Orange tux Flain: Thanks man While he and Teslo continue talking, Flain let's the other Infernites go see their buds, but then Meltus went to see Rokit in his sexy black tuxedo with a camouflage vest Meltus: Hey babe Rokit: Meltus, glad you made it Meltus: Yeah, love your vest Rokit: Thanks, shall we dance Meltus: *blushes* Of course Meltus and Rokit grabs each other's back and start dancing, half an hour goes by, Meltus feels a little bladder in his crotch Meltus: *in his thought* Eh, I can hold it Meltus continues dancing with Rokit until 15 minutes later, Meltus feels another bladder in his crotch, Meltus let's go of Rokit and began gripping his crotch Rokit: Are you alright babe? Meltus:.Y-Yeah, it feels like I need to use a restroom Rokit: Okay okay, let me see where the bathroom is Rokit looks around for the bathroom and notices the one next to the vending machines Rokit: *points at the restroom* There's the bathroom, right there where the vending machine was Meltus: Thanks babe Rokit: You think you can make it? Meltus: I'll t-try Meltus rushes all the way to the restroom, when he inside he finally found the urinals, when he walks towards close to it, it was too late, his bladder spreads right into his pants, went down to his legs and spreads all over the floor, after couple seconds of wetting himself Meltus felts nervous about what happened to him and break into a little bit of tears Meanwhile with Rokit, he was curious about how long Meltus was in the bathroom Rokit: Guys I'm gonna go check on Meltus really quick, I'll be right back Globert: Okay, don't be too long Rokit:: I won't Rokit walks to the restroom to check on Meltus to see if he is okay but by then he walks into the restroom and then he saw Meltus had peed himself with his puddle of urine below him Rokit: Babe, what the hell happened Meltus: I'm sorry, I didn't make it to the urinal on time, but I ended up wet myself by accident, if anyone sees that I wet myself, people are now gonna make fun of me Rokit felt bad for Meltus about what happened, but then he had an idea that avoids Meltus for being made fun of Rokit: Hey babe Meltus: Yeah Rokit puts his hand on his hips and spreads his legs, Meltus didn't know what he was doing until he sees Rokit peeing in his pants Meltus: Babe, what the hell are you doing Rokit: Don't worry, this will go according to plan Meltus: *confused* What plan Rokit: You'll see Rokit grabbed Meltus by the hand and walked out the restroom, and then the other Mixels saw Rokit and Meltus had peed themself Rokit: Hey, this Mixel right here just peed his pants, maybe it's times that we reveal our embarrassment too But Fuzer aggressively walks towards Rokit and Meltus began to threaten them, but then Fuzer began to pee in his pants and then smiled Fuzer: Hehe, your right, maybe it is time we do reveal something embarrassing The other Mixels began to look concerned, but the other Mixels shrugged and pees in his pants, but then the other Mixels stood up and pees his pants, but then they all started to pee their pants One by one, they began laughing, pointing at each others wet crotch, yelling out that they peed their pants and then some of the Mixels dropped their pants and show that they also pee in their underwear But then Flain was still concerned about what is going on, so he got a little angry, walked to the stage and grabbed the microphone Flain: *on a mic* Anyone, please stop this for a second, I have something to say about this nonsense The Mixels stops laughing and looks at Flain that he frustrated about this nonsense, but then Flain ended up peeing his pants and smiled Flain: *on a mic* I just peed my pants The Mixels continue laughing while their pants are still soaked in their own pee, at the end of the party, the Mixels had changed into their yoga shorts, put their wet trousers in the bag and began leaving Flain: Well, that was kinda fun, except every Mixels including us decided to wet ourselves Meltus: Yeah, I forgot to use the bathroom before leaving Flain: Well, I guess someone needs to use a restroom after all Meltus: Hehe, yeah Flain: Next time, please use the bathroom before we go somewhere, okay Meltus: I promise
  8. My girlfriend and I both love being desperate in public. On our own it’s very embarrassing but together we feel naughty and have fun. But we don’t always want to be desperate, and since we both have weak bladder we both wear pull-ups. She sometimes likes to act tough and leaves the house without any protection because she’s usually the dom and likes to flaunt her slightly stronger bladder to me. We like to tease each other if one of us is desperate in public and that’s usually me. We went to see a movie a few weeks ago and since the movie was over 2 hours long I wore a diaper so I wouldn’t have to leave the theater in the middle of the movie or get stuck in a long line after it. But my girlfriend insisted she didn’t need it. I asked her if she was sure and she said yes. I took an extra in my purse just in case. We both got soda and shared a thing of popcorn throughout the movie. About an hour and a half in, I could see her crossing her legs, and a little while later, I saw her rubbing her thighs. I already needed to go but I let it loose in my diaper, letting out a sigh of relief as I was doing so. My girlfriend knew what I was doing and I’m pretty sure I saw her squeeze her legs in the corner of my eye. After the movie was done she asked me if I needed to use the bathroom, and I said no. She did and asked if I could go with her, so I did. Unsurprisingly there was a long line for the ladies and my girlfriend was definitely not happy about it. She tried to hide her desperation but I knew she was seriously regretting not padding up. I then suggested we just leave because it’ll be forever before she gets to pee and it was late at night. I wasn’t being serious, it was more in a teasing way, but to my surprise she agreed. On the ride back she couldn’t hide her urge anymore and was squeezing her legs very tightly and had both her hands shoved in her crotch. I finally told her about the extra diaper and she begged me to give it to her. After some playful back and forth teasing I finally budged and gave it to her. She ripped her leggings halfway down, put on the diaper, and breathed a huge sigh of relief. And that’s why you always come prepared!
  9. AMSGVBHJXBHCXBJH remember the last time I posted a fic here? NOT MEEEEEE I'm probably going to write more with these two, but I don't have a good idea for what to do next time right now. I'll have to think on it. Until then, enjoy the gaybies (gay babies) I changed the character's names last-minute, so if something from the original names bleeds through then that's my fault LMAO. also, if you want to skip the sex, stop reading when Lucille and Alex re-enter the bathroom. There will be a little bit more pee at the very end, so feel free to skip to the end. ----------------------------------------- Even as a wave of tension washes up Lucille’s body, she can’t help but enjoy the feeling of languidly resting her head on Alex’s left thigh. Try as she might, Lucille can’t focus on the pair’s TV show at all, a silly cartoon movie about trying to keep the aliens from destroying the power of love or something. The kind of show Lucille would normally love, completely interrupted by an intense nagging need she’s incapable of meeting. The two of them had recently gotten back from a date at the park, where they sat and shared a kiss under the setting sun. Lucille had surprised her partner Alex with a lovely home-cooked picnic dinner, including handmade turkey sandwiches and juicy oranges. Lucille ended up drinking a lot of water during the trip, though, partially at Alex’s insistence because they had walked all the way there in relatively warm weather, and needed to walk home after. Lucille definitely got more than a little pent-up over that time, with no failure to notice from Alex. Having rested their hand across their girlfriend’s tension-filled waist as they walked, Alex looks over at Lucille with a look of love and slight concern. “Are you ok, charm?” they ask, their voice quiet and gentle. “Yeah, I’m fine.” Lucille looks up at Alex, her cheeks lightly flushed. “I just really have to pee? I probably should have gone when I left… nothing to worry about.” “Ahhh, I understand.” Alex reaches down to kiss Lucille on the cheek, briefly looking to each side to make sure nobody’s around that could listen in on their conversation. The sidewalk is pretty empty, thankfully. “Well, you’re a good little princess, you can hold it, right?” The use of the word “princess” makes Lucille’s heart skip a beat. “Mm… but I have to go really badly,” she pleads, looking up at Alex with her beautiful brown eyes. “Do I really have to hold it?” “Yes, you do,” Alex coos at Lucille. “You wanted to watch Lovely Heart Starry Knights when we got home, right? You wouldn’t want to miss any of it, would you?” “Ahhhh, no…” Lucille admits. “But why can’t I… uhm…” She looks over at Alex, blushing as she gazes into their eyes. Lucille loves the way Alex looks at her like that, the way they find her absolutely gorgeous. “N- never mind… I’ll hold it all in.” “Good girl.” Alex reaches down to kiss Lucille on the cheek. “You know I love you, Lucille my lovely little charm?” “I… yes, I do…” Together like that, the two of them traveled back to Alex’s place, a small townhouse/apartment fusion of sorts. It’s quiet and somewhat secluded, a perfect place to lazily cuddle after a date. Alex had turned on the movie while sitting down on the couch, while Lucille had sat down on the floor next to them, reaching an arm up and over Alex’s slim, slightly bony leg to drape herself over them. Her other hand reaches down between her legs, gently cradling her full bladder out of instinct, as her eyes are drawn mournfully towards the door to a bathroom she’s not allowed to use. The sensation is pervasive, overwhelming, but… not unpleasant. Suddenly, Lucille feels a hand travel over to the back of her head, gently rubbing and scratching her scalp, running fingers through her frizzy hair. Alex gives their girlfriend gentle pets, giggling as she blushes and leans her head into their touches. “Are you okay, love?” They ask. “Can I get a stoplight?” “Green.” Lucille immediately answers as she begins to climb up onto the couch, wrapping her arms around Alex’s waist and nestling in close enough to smell them. Their hair has a lovely smoky hint that she can’t get enough of, the way it reminds her of their silliness, their intelligence, the way they make Lucille feel so spoiled. “I really love you…” “I love you too, charm.” Alex can smell Lucille’s hair, too; it’s sweet, and reminds them of times listening to her ramble on about things she really cares about, and the way her eyes light up when she gets really passionate about something. It makes them blush slightly… The feeling of Lucille’s buxom chest pressing against their arm makes Alex blush a little more than slightly. They feel so lucky to have a big titty nerd gf. “Are you enjoying the movie?” “I am… but I can hardly focus on it.” Lucille shoves her left hand deeper between her thighs, bouncing exaggeratedly to convey her need. Alex can’t help but look lustfully at the way Lucille’s thick thighs curve and smush around her wrist, accentuated by her form-fitting dress pants. “Please, Alex, can I go pee? I really, really have to go,” Lucille pleads, looking up at Alex with her big, glistening eyes, begging even as she already knows the answer. “No, charm, you can’t.” Alex rests a hand gently on Lucille’s chubby cheek. “You’re a big princess, okay? Princesses can hold their pee even when it gets really hard.” “Y-You’re only saying that because you like seeing me like this!” Lucille protests, her voice turning a little uppity. “I bet if you could make me hold my pee for the rest of my life, you would.” “Maybe,” Alex admits, giggling a little. “But I know you like it when I call you a good little princess.” Opening her mouth in reply, Lucille tries to rebut Alex, but closes it soon after, averting her eyes to avoid feeling so flustered. In reply, Alex turns Lucille’s head with their hands, forcing her to look them in the eyes; her cheeks grow a darker shade of red as she’s forced to look. “Besides, I wonder if you like being like this, too? I wonder if you like being a pretty princess who loves to hold in aaaaall of her pee.” Alex can tell just by looking into Lucille’s eyes that she’s absolutely devastated inside; indeed, Lucille’s heart is fluttering like a butterfly, and she’s audibly stammering trying to reply. “I- I- uh-” She squirms a little when her full bladder reminds her of her needs, pressing her thighs tightly together for a moment. “C- Can we just kiss already???” Still holding onto Lucille’s cheeks, Alex brings her face close to theirs. “Of course, charm,” they say, right as they slowly push their lips forward to meet hers. Lucille closes her eyes tight as she does her best to hold onto her bladder even as Alex brings her forward, humming into Alex’s lovely lips. With their one free hand, Lucille slips her fingers under the hem of Alex’s tank top, slowly pulling it up and over their body; They briefly pull away long enough for Lucille to pull it off of their head, revealing a chest that had been ever-so-slightly grown by Alex’s microdoses of estradiol. As soon as Alex’s top is lifted off of their body, they reach forward with both hands towards the button at the top of Lucille’s blouse, undoing each of her buttons neatly in turn and watching as the blouse parts to reveal her sports bra underneath. Lucille shrugs her blouse off as all of the buttons become undone; it falls into a puddle at her hips, which is soon lifted away and tossed onto the floor. Soon after, Alex’s hands reach forward again, undoing the front-clasp of Lucille’s sports bra. Her ample chest pops out, easily catching Alex’s lustful eye. Lucille averts her eyes again, turning to face a little closer towards Alex. She can’t turn much farther without spreading her legs, which is not an option right now, but Alex helps her bring herself to lean forward on them. Supporting their girlfriend with one hand by holding onto the bottom of her back, Alex runs the other across Lucille’s chest as the two of them feverishly make out again, soon running down to Lucille’s soft sides to gently massage them, feeling the tension deep within Lucille’s muscles, the way she’s blocked from relaxing into Alex’s body by an ocean of pee begging to be released. Twelve or so seconds pass before Alex pulls their lips away, resting their forehead on Lucille’s and looking into her eyes. The orange light of the setting sun reflects off of Lucille’s eyes, casting their gorgeous brown color with a bit of a golden hue. The two are silent and at peace, each one simply staring into the other, Alex raising another hand to lay a finger on Lucille’s cheek. They can hear each other breathing, smell each other's hair. All of a sudden, Alex pulls away for a moment. “Excuse me, I’m sorry to interrupt, I just need to use the bathroom real quick.” They hop off of the couch and make a beeline for the bathroom, the same one Lucille passed by on the way to the couch. Lucille stands up in a hurry, clearly upset with this development. “H-hey-” She complains, stopped briefly by her full bladder sending a wave of tension up her body. “I- How come you’re allowed to pee??” “Simple, charm. Princesses hold in their pee, they don’t need toilets.” Alex lets Lucille follow behind as they walk into the bathroom and stand in front of the toilet, looking back and smirking at the way that Lucille grimaces with frustration. “I’m not a princess, though.” A sound rings out through the building, the sound of a stream loudly hitting the surface of the water in a toilet bowl, amplified by the toilet’s reflective ceramic walls and cup shape. The cacophony is torture to Lucille, who hums and holds herself tightly, stepping back and forth with each knee slowly bobbing up and down. “Alex, you’re so- Ugh!” She briefly crosses her legs, right leg swinging around the left, before uncrossing them to rub her thighs tightly together and bounce up and down. Everything is visible to Alex in the mirror. Even as her bladder sends torrents of neurotransmitters and electric signals up her nerves, screaming about how overwhelmingly full it is, Lucille can’t help but look forward towards her datefriend and blush deeply as she thinks about what they’re doing. As hard as it is to walk with a hand cradling her bladder, Lucille manages to stumble over and press up against Alex’s back, doing her best to tear her left hand out from between her legs to wrap both arms around Alex’s waist. Bouncing up and down behind Alex, Lucille breathes heavily and lustfully as she trails her hands down Alex’s body, causing them to gasp in shock. “Charmmm, stop it, I’ll make a mess-” Lucille refuses to listen, running a hand further down to take Alex’s hands in her own. Before long, Lucille’s grasped onto her datefriend’s penis, feeling their warm pee flow through it. However, Lucille breaks Alex’s expectations by slowing down from there, simply laying small kisses on the back of Alex’s neck as she aims for them. Alex can tell Lucille’s not experienced with aiming on account of not having a penis of her own, as she fails to take into account that she’s doing a very good job at stimulating Alex, not to mention her tense, shuddery body struggles to keep Alex’s penis steady. Before long, though, Alex’s stream peters to a stop, with only a little bit having splashed on the seat. Alex readjusts their skirt to cover themselves back up, turning around to rest in Lucille’s arms. Lucille gasps at the way they fall into her body, briefly struggling to hold their weight. They walk out of the bathroom together, Lucille struggling to hold Alex steady and maintain her overfull bladder at the same time; eventually, Alex takes over, holding Lucille steady. The two of them walk back to the living room, bathing in the romantic atmosphere cast by the sun. By the time the two of them arrive, it’s clear to Alex that Lucille’s reached the absolute peak of her desperation. Both hands are constantly buried into her crotch as she rubs her thighs together tightly, knees knocking against each other as they bend back and forth. Lucille’s expression reflects the urgency of her need; the girl has gotten teary-eyed, a wavery hum softly sounding from her nose as a tear escapes her eye and rolls gently down her cheek. Alex only stands in shock, enamored by the beauty of their girlfriend and the extent of their need. “A- Alex, I-” Lucille forces out, looking up at Alex as if begging. “I… I don’t know how much longer I can hold it-” Her words are interrupted by the occasional hum and sob breaking through, making it hard to interpret her words. “It’s only been an hour and I’m already about to, to… I’m sorry, Alex-” “Hey, shhh, shh shh.” Alex can tell that Lucille’s tears are from more than just the overwhelming pressure between her legs; there’s an emotional hint to them. They walk around Lucille to give her a hug from behind, pressing a kiss to the back of her neck. “It’s okay, charm, I… I guess I should ask for a stoplight, huh?” “Y- yellow.” Lucille chokes out. “It’s just…” She tries to slow down a little, control her breathing, think through her emotions. “I was just worried that I wouldn’t be able to… I guess… I really love the way you talk to me like this, and I know how much you love this too. I really don’t wanna disappoint you…” “Huh? Disappoint you? Lucille, you’re…” Alex walks around to face Lucille from the front, putting a hand under her chin to raise her eyes up to meet their own. Lucille resists, though, keeping her eyes shut. “Look at me, charm.” Obeying the gentle but firm command, Lucille opens her eyes to look into Alex’s, as hard as it is. “You’ve never disappointed me, Lucille. You’re beautiful, intelligent, powerful… I know I’ve told you I like seeing people hold their pee for hours at a time, but everything I love about you is so much more powerful than that.” “Ahhh… I’m sorry…” “Don’t say sorry, charm. I love you so much.” Alex reaches down to give Lucille a big kiss on the lips. “Besides, do you have any idea how hot you’re being right now? The most beautiful girl in the world, letting her bladder fill to its absolute brim for me. I feel so incredibly lucky right now.” “Mmm.” Lucille averts her eyes again, blushing. “I’m the most beautiful girl in… Mmn-” Suddenly, Lucille pushes as hard as she can, freezing in position and clenching her tired muscles as hard as she can. “A-Alex, I just peed a little-” she says, immediately going right back to fidgeting. “Oh?” Alex blushes curiously, a smirk forming on their face. They walk around behind Lucille again and squat down to look closely at the seat of her dress pants; they can see a wet patch, flowing along the curves of her ass and thighs. It’s probably about the size of a softball. “My, what a naughty princess you’ve been, Lucille.” They stand up, wrapping their arms around Lucille from behind and spooning her from a standing position. “You’ve not been doing a good job at controlling yourself, have you charm?” “N- no… I havent… I’m a bad princess, I’m really sorry…” Lucille is audibly panting, her pelvic floor muscles about ready to give out. “Please, please let me go pee, I… I don’t wanna have an accident-” “You know, why do we call it an accident anyway?” Alex brings their lips close to Lucille’s ear, their voice growing quiet and whispery to avoid overwhelming her. “But that doesn’t matter. You’ve been a lovely princess, holding in all her pee as long as she can. I know you loved it, too. Doesn’t the pressure feel good?” “It- it does…” Lucille nods her head. It’s… Intense, nagging, but not painful. It’s almost gentle, pleasant. She loves it. “It feels so good.” “Well, you’ve worked very hard, Lucille. You keep fighting until the bitter end.” Alex trails their hands slowly across Lucille’s tummy, one stopping at the front of her hips. The other runs a finger across her butt, slipping under to gently touch the spot between her legs, pushing Lucille’s forceful hand out of the way. They take a brief moment to feel around. “I think you’ve earned it after all this time.” Feeling a finger pressing on her vulva through her pants, Lucille blushes deeply as a soft hum rings through her nose. She balls her fists in front of her, relying only on her pelvic floor to hold it all in. “St-stoooop, Alex, I… I’m gonna pee.” She tries to squirm, but bound by Alex’s arms it’s not easy. Alex’s finger begins to softly rub, a gentle pressure applied to Lucille’s tired pussy. They don’t feel any additional fabric under the dress pants… “Ooh, no panties, huh?” They push further up and up, eventually reaching Lucille’s clitoris and focusing on that spot, reveling in the way that Lucille shudders under their touch. “I thought that was what you wanted, charm?” Alex whispers before pressing a long kiss to her neck. “It’s what you’ve been begging for, what you deserve.” “Uhhhn… Yes, it is…” Lucille’s voice is breathy, lustful. “I want it so badly…” “Well, it’s your lucky day, because it’s what I’m going to give you, little princess. Just relax and imagine warm ocean waves for me, okay?” Suddenly, Lucille feels Alex’s left hand press down on the bottom of her tummy, right against her bladder. She cries out at the intense pressure inside her, hammering against her pelvic floor muscles, doing her absolute best to hold the flood back; yet, Alex’s touches send relaxing waves up her body, making it even harder to hold on. All Lucille wants to do is relax, give into the pressure and ride the waves. Before long, she can’t hold herself back from doing so; in that moment, the dam finally shatters. The feeling of a hot stream bursting out from Lucille’s vulva fills her with ecstasy; she can feel the pressure inside her bladder push out at an amazing rate, resulting in an intense feeling of relief. The hot pee runs and drips between Alex’s fingers, running down her thick thighs and through the fabric of her dress pants. The feeling is so intense it makes Lucille moan, a quiet shuddery moan of deep, visceral pleasure. Alex smiles, briefly taking a moment to suck on the top of Lucille’s shoulder and leave a small kiss. “Gooooood girl,” they whisper, pulling their hand away from Lucille’s tummy to let her continue on her own; it will take quite a while for her bladder to empty, and continuing to squeeze it will just hurt. “Doesn’t it feel good? It’s what you deserve, princess. You’ve held it all in so long… worked so hard, been so good for me…” Lucille’s head falls to the side to nestle into Alex’s, face red as a beet. “Ahhhhnnnn… it doooooooeees…” Her fists unball themselves, palms resting gently against her thighs and feeling the warm liquid run under her fingers. The feeling is so intense, it nearly makes her fall over, Alex having to grasp firmly onto her chest to keep her steady. As Alex places their hand over Lucille’s chest, they can feel it softly rising and falling, her heart pounding from excitement. Without thinking, the hand travels further up her chest to gently hold onto her bosom, the other still sitting between her legs and gently stroking her tired, pouring pussy. The liquid adds a bit of smoothness, making it easy to press on Lucille’s body without worrying about scratching her or making her chafe. “Oh my gosh, charm, look at how much you’re pouring out… You must have really been holding in a lot, huh? It must feel so satisfying.” Reaching down to press their lips to the side of Lucille’s neck, Alex begins to suck and softly bite on her skin, letting her rest for the next half-minute while they leave their mark of love, continuing to stroke Lucille while letting her rest. By the time Alex pulls their lips away, Lucille’s about done peeing; after one last bit of flow, the stream peters to a stop, continuing to dribble for a few more seconds. “Do you feel better, love?” Alex asks with a loving tone, speaking softly into their girlfriend’s ear. “Nnnnmmm. Yeah. I feel so… empty. Almost airy.” Lucille admits, softly breathing their words out. “I, uh,” she says, opening her eyes to look over towards Alex; she can see their gentle expression out of the corner of her eye. “I came, too…” she whispers, blushing deeply as she speaks. Wanting to look their girlfriend in the eyes, Alex walks around Lucille to look at her from in front, each hand trailing up to her hips. Lucille begins to sway her hips from side to side, an instinctive movement triggered by Alex’s hand placement. “Mmmmm,” Alex hums. “You’re a naughty little princess; you loved the way I touched you, didn’t you? You deserve it, though, and you still deserve more.” “Ahhhhh, Are we-” Lucille asks, beginning to stammer. She averts her eyes, trying to look down and away from Alex’s loving gaze; in doing so, she catches a glimpse of the state she rendered her pants in, instinctively stepping back to examine the damage. The insides of her thighs are completely soaked, her pants saturated all the way down to her feet. “Oh, god, I made such a big mess… I even got your skirt wet!” “You see all that? That was all inside you, charm. You held so much in.” Alex reaches forward to give Lucille a soft smooch on the lips. “Let’s go get you cleaned up, love,” they say as they begin to lead Lucille over to the bathroom with a hand in her back pocket, the same one where Alex had previously tormented Lucille by letting her watch them pee. When Lucille catches a glimpse of herself in the mirror, she gets a much better look of her pee-soaked pants; the inner half of her big thighs are completely saturated, the wet fabric sticking to her skin. She twirls around to inspect the damage from the back; the backs of her thighs are even more soaked, the wet patch having extended nearly across the entire back half. “Mmm, kinda makes my ass look nice,” Lucille comments with a giggle, sticking her butt out towards Alex. “Doesn’t it? Like, the way it seems to curve around the bottom?” When Lucille spins back around to face Alex, she isn’t expecting them to suddenly reach forward and start to kiss her feverishly. The smooch catches her off guard and makes her jump, but she easily leans forward into it, placing her hands around Alex’s skinny, smooth waist. She can feel that they’re still quite excited, so to say, their penis beginning to make itself obvious. Her hand, clearly being directed by her ovaries rather than her brain, trails down Alex’s body and slides under the hem of their skirt. “H- Hey, not so fast, charm…” Alex protests. “We should really get cleaned up first… Remember the last time we tried shower sex?” “Oh, uh, yeah…” Lucille recalls the event. It wasn’t as hot in real life as they thought it would be. “Ahhh, you’re right… It would probably be hotter when we’re clean, anyway. I’m sorry, you’re just…” Letting her head fall onto the top of Alex’s chest, Lucille sighs lustfully. “You’re just… so goddamn hot.” “Oh, believe me, princess, you have no idea how badly I want to fuck you right now.” Alex admits, chuckling along as they reach a hand up to lift away Lucille’s coke-bottle glasses, setting them gently on the counter. They can’t help but giggle a little at how it takes Lucille’s eyes a moment to adjust. “But it’s more fun if we draw it out. I can bring us a little closer, though.” As Alex speaks, looking directly into Lucille’s eyes, they trail their hands down Lucille’s sides, squatting down to undo the button on the front of their saturated pants. When Alex pulls down their girlfriend’s pants all the way, they look up at their now-naked girlfriend. Lucille had demurely covered herself, nervous about showing her body even to someone like Alex. “You don’t have to hide yourself, love,” they say, standing up to meet her eye-to-eye again. “I-I know, but…” Lucille begins to return the favor, slipping her thumbs under the waistband of Alex’s skirt and boxers. “God, I don’t even know… hold on just a moment.” Squatting down to help her reach all the way down Alex’s lanky legs, Lucille pulls the skirt down, getting startled when Alex’s still-hard penis pops out. “Jeez, you’re excited huh?” “Maybe I am, love. Maybe I am.” Alex steps out of the puddle of clothes left at their feet, pulling out of Lucille’s arms to start the water in the shower. “Now let’s hurry up so we can fuck each other’s brains out.” The two of them step into the warm cascading water of the shower, taking each other in arms while they let it wash over them. Like before, Alex puts their hands on Lucille’s hips, encouraging her to sway side to side and sort of dance with her partner. “I already showered earlier today for our date, did you too?” “I did. I think we can get away with just a quick soaping down.” “Yeah, you’re right.” Lucille grabs a body sponge, squirts some soap into it and begins to lovingly scrub Alex down, especially around their legs where Lucille had accidentally peed on them. “Hey, so…” Lucille begins, “I know this is my first time trying something like this with you… What was the part that you liked the most? I know I don’t have a super big bladder that can hold in like a gallon or anything, and I know that’s one thing you said you thought was hot… And I figured you liked making me wet my pants, just because of the way you reacted. But… it’s not a kink I’m super knowledgeable about. Is there something else you’d like to try next time?” Pulling the sponge back up their body as they finish scrubbing down Alex, the lovey-dovey couple looks each other in the eyes. “Really, there’s a ton of stuff we could try… Sometime, we could try having sex while you’re still holding it. Some people like watersports, where someone actually just pees on someone… I know I’m the one who asked about the idea, but truthfully, I’m about as dazzled by the possibilities as you are.” “Hah… Some of those ideas do sound kind of hot. I’ll have to think about it another time… Just promise me we’ll do this again, okay?” Alex begins to scrub Lucille down in turn; Lucille kicks out a leg to give Alex easy access to it. “I… every time you told me to be a good little princess, and to keep holding it in for you, I felt my heart flutter. It… I really love that you think of me like that. It makes me feel better about myself.” “Of course, Lucille. You deserve to feel wonderful about yourself, because you are wonderful.” Alex stands back up, pressing their forehead to Lucille’s. “You’re the most wonderful girl in the world.” “Aaaahh… You’re wonderful too…” Lucille speaks quietly, softly pushing her body up against Alex’s as if by instinct. When she realizes she’s doing this, she pulls away a little, more than a little embarrassed. “O-Ohhh my god, I’m sorry, I just. I can’t wait any longer, I need to fuck you now.” “Oh, wow, such confidence.” Alex exclaims, embracing Lucille. “Alright, sweetie, I won’t make you wait any longer.” Reaching a hand out to hang up the body sponge and turn off the water, Alex makes a mental note to continue rinsing out the sponge once they’re done banging. The two help eachother dry off and leave the bathroom, stepping over everyone’s damp clothes. When they step out of the bathroom, they can tell that the sun has already set, the room having gotten dark. Alex flips on the lights, noticing the puddle of Lucille’s pee still sitting on the tiled floor. “We should… probably clean that up,” begins Lucille as she presses her towel into the puddle. “Like, will it damage the floor if we leave it or…” “Hey, princess, I don’t think you need to worry about that.” Alex’s voice comes from the couch; they had snuck over to sit down on it, patting the spot at their side. It’s easy to see the way their demure, twinkish body rests against the couch, a body that seems to reflect Alex’s personality of someone who’s gentle and effeminate yet strong. The hardness of their bones might turn some people off, but Lucille loves the difference in textures across their body, how she can run a hand and feel both soft cuddleable skin and firm, dependable edges and contours. “Just lay the towel down and come sit with me,” they say, their gentle smile accentuated by their immaculate cheekbones. Immediately, Lucille blushes and presses her fingers together as she drops her towel on the puddle, pushing herself back up into a stand. Her datefriend takes the moment to drink in the sight of her figure as she nervously walks forward; they’ve always loved the way her stocky-yet-curvy form gives her a wonderful curve to her hips, and how her tummy and chest are so soft that Alex can easily press into them when making out with her. Despite her chubby and very kissable cheeks, her face is far from a babyface; it’s elegant, full of happiness, vibrance, emotion. When the princess sits down on the couch beside her monarch, she nestles in even closer, letting their hips touch. Alex lays a hand on Lucille’s thigh as they look into eachother’s eyes, but Lucille accelerates a bit faster than they do, confidently reaching out to lay her gentle fingers on Alex’s firmly erect dick. She stares intently into Alex’s eyes, watching with amusement as their expression contorts into one of deep, primal pleasure. Starting to stroke harder, Lucille takes joy in metaphorically wrapping Alex around her finger while she literally wraps her fingers around Alex. “W-wait, Lucille, slow down-” Alex gets out, somewhat panting from the stimulation; they can see as Lucille pouts, but obediently slows the pace on her gentle touches. “One orgasm just isn’t enough for you, Lucille, huh? You really need my body that bad?” “Mmmm. I do.” Lucille whispers, bouncing a little with arousal. “I need it, right now.” “Well, then you better not jump the gun or you won’t get to ride me, charm.” Alex shuffles their body around to lay their arms over Lucille’s shoulders, loving the tender closeness that comes with eye contact. “Besides, at least let me tease you too,” they say, reaching a hand down to press gently against Lucille’s vulva in turn. It’s wet, more than wet enough to comfortably smash. Breathing sharply through her teeth, Lucille feels herself melt a little into Alex’s fingers. She grabs their waist, her legs wrapped around them, as she pushes them down onto their back. She presses her lips against Alex’s, letting them mack each other as they feel eachother up. Alex sloppily reaches over to grab a condom from the drawer, hastily unwrapping it while they try and keep Lucille from sliding her datefriend right on in. “Oh my god, so needy.” Lucille pulls away a bit from smooching to let Alex talk. “Guilty as charged.” she says, giggling. “Ready?” “More than ready.” With Alex’s confirmation in mind, Lucille slowly begins to rub herself against the tip of Alex’s cock, softly exhaling as she feels it part her body. She opens her eyes to take in Alex’s expression as she begins to fuck them, watching them gently close their eyes in pleasure. Over the next few seconds, they slowly accelerate until Alex sputters out “Just like that,” in between heavy breaths. Unable to resist any longer, Alex reaches a hand up to pull their girlfriends’ head towards their own, kissing deeply and unapologetically as Lucille continues to pleasure herself on Alex’s cock. Hoping to help things along a little, Alex reaches a hand between their bodies and places their finger right on Lucille’s clitoris, gently pressing on it and rubbing the tip of their finger up against it. They can feel their own penis right next door, almost poking themselves with their fingernail. Emboldened by the extra stimulation, Lucille begins to push harder and harder, more and more energy being put behind each thrust of her hips. She makes a soft noise with each push, humming through her nose as she makes out furiously with Alex, feeling herself teetering closer and closer towards the edge. Alex, likewise, is beginning to grow closer and closer towards orgasm with each passing second. Suddenly, Lucille’s voice rings out through the room. “A-Alex… Am I a naughty princess? Tell me I’m a naughty princess!” “Y-You’re…” Alex does their best to speak in-between pants and smooches. “You’re such a naughty princess, Lucille!” “That’s right! I’m a naughty princess who’s going to… to fuck your brains out! So you better… Nnnnhh…” In-between Lucille’s hot breath, the feeling of her soft body against Alex’s, and the pressure she’s putting on their dick, Alex begins to reach their limit, softly panting as they teeter over the edge of a climax. Eventually, with one more strong push from Lucille, Alex is shoved over the edge and feels waves rush over them as they cum inside their princess. They let out a long soft moan, deflating underneath their lovely girlfriend. It’s not long before Lucille reaches the same level, the overwhelming stimulation pushing her over the edge into a deep, shuddering climax. “Ooohhhhh my god,” Alex splutters out, continuing to push a little but quickly slowing down in pace. “No more, no more, God, that…” Pulling their dampened hand out from underneath Lucille’s body, Alex wraps both arms around Lucille and lies there unmoving as they pant like a dog. “That was amazing?” Lucille completes Alex’s statement, the tension draining out of her body as she slumps forward and rests into Alex’s body. “That was amazing, because you’re hot as shit and I love you?” “Yeah, something like that…” “God, I’m sorry, just, please tell me we’ll do this again sometime.” Lucille pleads, as the air surges in and out of her lungs. “All of this, it was so satisfying from beginning to end. “Even just… can we please fuck each other this hard again sometime?” “We can, we can, I promise you, charm…” Staring back at Lucille, Alex takes a moment to appreciate Lucille’s gorgeous afterglow. “Just let me sleep for like, three years first.” As Lucille looks down at the beautiful and handsome Alex, seeing the way they’re absolutely knocked out, makes Lucille softly giggle. “Heehee, okay. I always forget how people like you get so sleepy after you cum, it always throws me off a little…” “It’s cause it makes our brains release, uh… Sleep hormones, or something…” “Hah, okay, whatever, cutie.” Lucille reaches forward to kiss Alex on the forehead. “I forgive you for your transgressions of having a body.” With a bit of a groan, Lucille pulls herself off of Alex’s body and stands up, hopping onto her feet. She grabs a box of tissues and pulls the condom off, cleaning up after herself before she quickly disposes of the used condom. Suddenly, Lucille remembers something. “Hey… Alex, I’m supposed to pee after sex or something, aren’t I? It’ll help me not get an infection?” “Uhh… Yeah? Something like that.” “Well… Wanna watch me pee on that towel I laid down earlier?” “Oh my god, how are you still raring to go?” Alex asks, pushing themself up into a sitting position so they can watch. “Yes, obviously, because you’re naked and gorgeous and I love watching you pee.” Lucille is already standing on the towel, a finger raised up to her lips to nervously bite; She’s averting her eyes, confident enough to make the offer but apparently still shy enough to feel flustered when Alex looks at her naked body. “I’m sooooorry, I just… want you to keep looking at me that way, you know.” “Lucille…” Alex stands up to walk over to Lucille, once again taking their lover in arms. They can feel Lucille begin to sway her hips side to side, like a kind of romantic slow-dance. “You know I look at you that way any chance I can. Are you worried about something? Are you okay?” “Y-Yeah, I…” Lucille smiles. “I dunno. Sorry for thinking too hard… Hey, you know… maybe we could record it?” “Huh? Record what?” “Me peeing on the towel, silly. That way, you can watch it when you’re feeling playful again. How’s that sound?” “…” Alex stares for a minute, softly blushing. “Let me get my phone,” they say, rushing off to another room and coming back a second later with a cellphone. They sit down on the couch and pull up their camera app, pointing it at Lucille who still stands on the towel. “Uh… Let me know when you’re ready!” “I’m already recording, love.” Oh, haha. Lucille blushes a little as she thinks about how Alex will inevitably watch this in the future, and maybe even jack off to it. “Oh, I didn’t realize, hah…” She spreads her legs, each foot at each end of the towel, letting her pussy hang out in the open air. “Hi, future Alex, if you’re watching this make sure to ask to fuck me later!” Alright. It’s not a toilet, but… just relax. Think of warm ocean waves. Lucille lets her left hand fall to the side, the other still being softly nibbled upon out of nervousness. She feels herself relaxing as a stream bursts forth and soaks into the towel, shooting right down between her thick thighs. It’s not as relieving or ecstatic as when she peed her pants earlier, but it still feels relaxing enough to make Lucille let out a breath she didn’t realize she was holding. She covers her mouth with her fingers and looks demurely at the camera, trying to stifle a giggle. “Hah, you naughty girl.” Alex coos, looking up at their partner. “You just go whereeever you want to, don’t you?” “Maybe. It certainly feels naughty…” Her bladder already having been mostly emptied, the stream peters to a stop. “Well, see you later, future Alex,” she says, prompting Alex to turn the camera off. They reach out to put the camera on the counter as Lucille walks over to sit down on Alex’s lap, wrapping her arms around them and nestling into their slender body. “Hi, present Alex.” “Hi, present Lucille” Alex remarks, reaching forward to plant a kiss on Lucille’s cheek. Lucille returns it, pressing one to both of Alex’s cheekbones and smiling at them. Suddenly, Alex’s attention is drawn to the TV. It hadn’t been turned off since they stopped watching, and had lost all track of the plot of their animes. “You know, I’m not sure we ever watched Lovely Heart Starry Knights in the first place. Wanna start over from the beginning?” Lucille ponders for a moment. She’s seen it a hundred times, but Alex hasn’t, and she really wants to see how Alex reacts to the sick action scenes. “You know what? Yeah, let’s start over,” she says as she reaches for a blanket to pull over the two of them.
  10. The hot high school student was late for class.She needs to get dressed quickly.She hadn't peed in the morning.On her journey from home to the bus station, she made several stops to hold it.She realised she wouldn't make it to school while on the bus, so she opened her legs and began to leak a little.But then the worst happened: she began to leak uncontrollably.Others on the bus began to notice the hissing noise because it was so loud. The huge puddle at the back of her skirt is visible.
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    **NUDITY WARNING** FtM // Non-Binary // Post-Op: Metoidioplasty Audio Someone forced me to hold it with a bursting bladder, only allowing me to dribble twice, and then making me do squats before I was allowed to grind against a towel while I burst. I peed so much and for so long!
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  12. View File [NUDITY] Long Moaning Wetting in Grey Leggings **NUDITY WARNING** FtM // Non-Binary // Post-Op: Metoidioplasty Audio Someone forced me to hold it with a bursting bladder, only allowing me to dribble twice, and then making me do squats before I was allowed to grind against a towel while I burst. I peed so much and for so long! Submitter PrincelyDesire Submitted 08/28/2022 Category Transgender (FtM)  
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    Ive collected many more anime wettings doubling the length of the video from last time, Ive also sorta ranked them putting my least favorites at the front and my absolute favorites at the end, and after the compilation theres a slideshow showing all the wettings in action Wettings that were supposed to be added but excluded and why Aine from Masou Gakuen HxH (discovered she was 17) All the other Ikkitousen wettings (were either of minors or were in school uniforms which I was uncomfortable with) All the other queens blade wettings (scenes were either way too intense or it was of Leina who looked too young with her big ass bug eyes) Dark Love (Most likely minors and it was extremely rapey, made me extremely uncomfortable) Aesthetic of a rouge hero (Minors) (Whats stopping these weirdo creators from making the characters adults) Jojo’s Bizzare Adventure Part 6 Stone Ocean (showed way too little, and wasnt explicit enough)
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  14. IMG_1755.HEICIMG_1760.HEICIMG_1739.HEICIMG_1760.HEICIMG_1717.HEIC /////////////////////////////////////////////////////////// after seeing another person post about shaving not shaving the public seems to be broadly in FavorIMG_1755.HEICIMG_1755.HEICIMG_1745.HEIC of shaving so I will do my best to cover up my hair in future posts until the issue is rectified. Thanks for the input. The data was invaluable. original post follows. /////////////////////////////////////////////////////////// Rachelkirwan the queeeeen has inspired me to post more and trust that all this isn’t going to just disappear and leave me naked and afraid *winks at hidden camera* she’s my role model so I hope this doesn’t sound too similar. And I hope to do this all with her blessing/ approval/ consent. hey “great omorashi and ‘omonaut-ism’? Is achieved in the shoulders of giants.” ( side note- not from SF USA but visit often) Shoutout to Anyone else here rocking the spectrum too; spectrum people represent… sometimes? You can achieve great things despite where we start off at. To everyone please don’t put anyone on a pedestal or in a box of labels. I’m me even if I’m not what you expect. Please try to be patient with us as we try to be patient with you. This builds the bridge and attempts to holistically mitigate both ignorance and intolerance… “just my opinion man.” “This is a bummer , bummer man .” Sometimes. I promise I’m not trying to deceive, trick or lie to anyone I simply don’t know the truth of the matter myself and try to be as trans pays possible. A Goodnite an old reject I accidentally tore last year or year before last. one of the first GN XLs I wore and was learning how to actually pull-up with thickness. I don’t even think I pre-stretched it at all( in 2020 IIRC one of the first runs of NA Goodnites XL) it’s got some history and it’s near my birthday. I’m actually celebrating later today but it’s on the 15th of August and I’m working for ‘the Man’ then. I had grabbed the stretchy part not the body when pulling up and one side completely tore open the other had a hole. I learned now from you lovely people that that was a mistake haha noob lesson learned. hey we all gotta start somewhere right? . It’s fortuitous that I choose today to wake up early needed to go maybe a 7.5 and as soon as I started with the secret place I keep my stuff desperation jumped for a sec tiny leak. Then I found and quickly planned what I’m going to do. Pics attached. 1. I’m going to put the torn Goodnite as my base layer 2. 2 I’m going to put an old pair of black icon or Thinx “Hiphuggers” 1st gen from ~2015. For compression, leak absorption, catching and mitigation off the possible sag related issues from torn side. 3. The support koalas are back as a second to last leak barrier and still a tiny bit of odor from a recent Inco pad related project In the pipeline. ( this should make sense in hopefully a few months but like everything else it Depends *wink* or in my case it’s Poised? Maybe it Tena’s to be that way for a reason? I Always do that… hey a girls gotta (prot) Kotex herself. Goodnite folks OK I’m done. 4. Geez I think I pushed the envelope with the last one . Oh wait isn’t that what Were out here doing? In the sub genre of people who like pads as much a Omorashi I.E. “ Omonauts” and we try not to bulge out too much Definition (as I personally define them and as they will be used in this and future recollections of mine): “Omonaut” – an individual who 1. belongs to the Omorashi community 2. chooses to or is required* to wear some form of Padding and protection** to both go all Pee-ly Freely and wet as you wish and to prevent urine and or feces from being seen by non-consenting parties. * It goes without saying but Consent is always required by all participants before and during all acts. **the thicker the better IMO ranging from toilet paper placed into panties to an Overnight pad used also for omo purposes to the thickest diaper/ ‘Spacesuit’ that takes 3 hours to get fully settled before “Blast-off”. weather you are going to Magrathea, Jupiter or Islington you manage to ‘suit up’ in the manner that suits your. Particular. Needs. (IMHO) All Omonauts are omorashi people but all omorashi people are not Omonauts. All squares are rectangles but not all rectangles are square Capisce? . 5. Then my regular comfy pajamas of hopefully ‘low profile’ (high dry factor) loose fitting summer shorts. As I stand here wetting at regular intervals relishing in the warm glow the very faint smell of urine wafts up. It’s mostly mitigating by the Goodnites odor containment. If the brand hype science is to be believed. It’s worth nothing that it helps the second layer is absorbent on its own being intended as a pad replacement( you can never replace us *shakes fist* people will always be needing super absorbent material it might just get thinner and more normalized in the next 10 years. I hope these statements don’t age like milk when cybernetic bladder replacement hardware with variable gender independent Omo pleasure setting comes out in 2035. ) or at least my mentioning this the seeds are planted for someone here to read and invent one by the Did you know that Thinx ( later Icon) was one of the first to represent transgender folks with periods and bladder leaks . Women owned too IIRC plus look at those models they actually look happy to be in the studio working for them and to be good looking too but that’s beside the point haha The Thinx/ Icon has a lace top. I’m not used to lace yet but it’s super sexy on on other people and myself if I have the confidence to say. Should I shave or will that up me in a cycle of shave that makes it itchy every week instead of sometimes? I wonder? The lace does wonders IMO for subtly revealing and concealing to consenting parties the waistband beneath. Also the little bumps trim around the inside of the leg. They are similar to leg gather analogue in panty design language but look much curter ( is this still considered lace? BC It’s cute though). Even without the GN the now vintage panties (or at least I’d assume at the speed of the internet) the bladder/ period panties still have a characteristic absorbent smell . Similar to baby powder which does wonders for people who like diapers and other things myself included. But not intrude on those who don’t want that sort of thing. *see my Omonaut definition above* I’m really try to make that catch on even if it’s only within the community . Whoever need that term in their life. May they find this and pass it on. # supportnetwork Waistband pictures is still awesome and going strong. Thanks to the hard work of the community *wink* and just Goes to show that you never know what’s gonna go big and become as a fixture of helping others. I still have more to go so I’m going to semi-flood maybe at half speed for 3-5 minutes. I’ll report my findings here. For you it’ll only be 1 sec though. Ok no leaks yet yay . I still feel like I have more to go that won’t come out now so I’ll just timed release while editing and posting but I’ll find final shots to close. And enjoy the padded nature for a while. I mean it’s the day I’m choosing to celebrate my birthday on so let’s gooo. Woot Today’s findings: (stopping to smell the roses section) 1. If you are going to bite someones wet Goodnite off start with the side elastics. 2. The Goodnite when intact will only contain the smell not mitigate it. Think putting up a divider (separator)but not actually cleaning either side. 3. when cleaning up obligatory #not a sponsor but fa-breeze has an unscented ‘dermatologist accredited’ odor eliminating spray. That looks innocuous to guests and comes in an 800ml/ 27 Fl OZ spray bottle for pretty cheap for two. 4. everything seems to absorb wayy more than I tend to think. I err on the side of caution naturally and so it always turns out I can do extra if I so desired. I mean even the thinx did their job above and beyond what I ever expected. Especially if I take it slow. 5. it helps if I go to bed early and wake up early(in my household you situation may differ) and get life low while secretly enjoying it all. 6. if the back does not get entirely saturated (either because you were standing a lot or you were savoring the freedom from urgency.) you get to enjoy the gradient from saturated to factory mint condition. The middle between extremes leaning towards one side or the other is amazing 7. the compression on my front from the thinx is super useful. It adds support to the places I usually would otherwise leak from. This causes for even absorption and higher contentment levels on average. Allowing me to see and sync with how I feel on the inside. 8.when swelling due to absorption occurs within the double layers plus double leg gathers, the thinx layer absorbs any minor leaks. Reminder: This particular Goodnight of sentimental value to me on my birthday celebration day only was elastic on one side so the thinx more than pulled its weight. Also proving support. - yellow sail out P.s. I’m going to upgrade my account soon once “the Man” ( my day job) pays me so the community as well as hopefully myself can benefit from the upgrade. P.P.S Images will follow once We complete our IRL tasks. IMG_1755.HEIC IMG_1760.HEIC IMG_1743.HEIC IMG_1745.HEIC IMG_1744.HEIC IMG_1731.HEIC IMG_1736.HEIC IMG_1737.HEIC IMG_1738.HEIC IMG_1741.HEIC IMG_1755.HEIC IMG_1756.HEIC IMG_1758.HEIC IMG_1759.HEIC IMG_1762.HEIC IMG_1719.HEIC IMG_1739.HEIC IMG_1731.HEIC IMG_1735.HEIC IMG_1757.HEIC IMG_1722.HEIC IMG_1718.HEIC
  15. Curse of the Crinkle Crate Composed by Horatio Husky Featuring and Commissioned by Kazard the Fox! Chapter 1 The Box I… Want… Couch Time… Now… were the thoughts of a certain blonde-haired fox, as he absentmindedly fumbled with the keys to his small, cozy home. His shoulders were slumped, and his eyelids half open in a vacant stare as he maneuvered his key into the lock of his front door. The day had been absolutely miserable, all of his clients had been in a bad temper when he spoke with them about their problems, and one of them even seemed to believe that the fox didn’t really know what he was doing. Of course, he knew what he was doing! He’d graduated top of his class by no small miracle, the fox was very talented at his work, but the lack of appreciation and frustration that was thrust upon him by his clients was not something studying could have prepared him for. At last, the key turned, and the door swung wide open, shouldering his bag he strode inside and carelessly dropped it in the front hallway, kicking off his shoes and closing the door behind him with a click, locking it once more. Give… Me… That… Couch… thought the fox once more, as he strode into his living room. However, his couch did not seem to be on the agenda just yet, for the fox almost tripped over a wooden box in the center of the room. Kaz was taken aback, how had this gotten in his home? He didn’t remember lugging a rather plain, heavy looking wooden box into his home. Its dimensions were around two feet by two feet, and a foot and a half tall. Kneeling down, his tail now twitching with apparent interest and curiosity he inspected it closer to find that its lid was hinged, with the front opening to the container facing towards him. What on earth… Did somebody break in and leave this here? He thought to himself, as he reached forward with a paw and tentatively opened the strange box. The lid thumped onto his carpet as he gazed into what was held within the strange item, and was even more confused to see that the box only contained two items in it. A thick square of plastic upon closer inspection Kaz found to be a white, adult diaper, and a note next to it, written in fancy cursive. He picked it up, his eyebrows furrowing as he perused through a short poem, a strange feeling of warmth he didn’t recognize bubbling up in his insides as he did so. For a year and a day obedient shall you be, To the rules and whims of the box at your knee, Letters and rules shall be provided from these wooden confines, Giving you instructions, tasks, items, and lines, And lest you not listen to my behest, Shall you not have your day-to-day be the best! For control and independence are no longer yours From now you’ll always be clad in diapers! Diapers? Control? Is this all some sort of prank that got delivered into my house that one of my friends managed to sneak in? He turned the note over and found that more was written on the back of it, this time not in the mysterious cursive font as on the front. The rules are simple, Kazard. For a year and a day you will be completely unable to control your bladder nor your bowel, making it that at any time whatsoever, you will completely and utterly mess and wet yourself anywhere you are. Within this box, you will find your solution to this new conundrum in your life, which you have agreed to participate in by opening this box. Whenever you open this box you will be supplied with plain white diapers perfectly matched to handle whatever punishment you give them. It is recommended that you also invest in other supplies related to padding, such as powder and anti-rash cream, but those are up to your discretion. You may try and not wear your diapers, but you will find that it is wiser to comply with the rules and keep yourself nice and secure; your continence will not return either if you do not obey the rules set before you. If you wish to communicate with the box, you must do so through a bargain written on a note to express your wishes. However, be warned: the box is liable to interpret and balance any request or boon as it wishes if whatever you offer is not of equal value, so it may be wisest to obey as instructed and keep yourself diapered at all times of the day, otherwise, the consequences will be severe. With that, we hope you enjoy your next trip around the sun padded up! This has to be a joke… Boxes that interpret poetry and supply diapers whenever opened? This isn’t even a funny prank, this is pathetic. The fox dropped the diaper and note back into the box with contempt, what a stupid thing to waste his time with. He got up, the couch now forgotten as his stomach rumbled its hunger aloud to the room. He padded over to the kitchen, turning the kettle on and rummaging through his dry food cabinet, retrieving a large bag of chips. He held the bag in his maw as he stretched, reaching up to the higher shelf to grab himself a chocolate bar. It was just out of his reach, and he strained, leaning against the counter to support his weight as he grasped after his sweet. The counter must have been wet, however, for he looked down as he felt something damp against him. The bag of chips dropped out of his mouth and onto the counter below him. The counter hadn’t been wet, no. It was he who had gotten wet.
  16. Chapter 1 Scott could hardly contain his giddiness as he turned his steering wheel to make a left at the intersection. After several weeks of careful planning, scheming, checking, and rechecking, he finally had a free weekend for himself. He had spent those weeks ordering discrete packages filled with supplies of a particular nature and tinkering in his garage on a device that he hoped would be able to fulfill his wildest fantasies. He could feel his heart pound in his chest as he put his blinker on and changed lanes, wanting to get home as soon as legally possible. Scott had had a great week at work, his boss had been admiring the white leopard's progress for a while now. He had recently designed a filing system that, according to his calculations, had increased the company’s data storage system by a whole 12.4%. The subsequent increase in efficiency had also increased his paycheck to a much sizable amount, which he had recently been putting to good use. Scott was a brilliant engineer and computer programmer, his passion for creation had brought him to work for Sky-TEC industries, a company that specializes in creating computers whose processing power and ability to complete tasks in incredibly low amounts of time had brought them up to one of the best technology companies in the world. But as brilliant as this company was, Scott was just a little bit more brilliant. Scott had quite unmistakably come into contact with a piece of technology that was top secret and incredibly powerful. Many would use it for great evil, while some might use it to achieve near indestructibility. Scott however, wasn't particularly interested in any of those things. Scott had some very private tendencies that he had never shared with anyone since he was a child. Specifically, he loved indulging in infantile fantasies, imagining himself just like a little kid again. From feeling the warmth of a freshly soaked diaper, to the pleasurable struggle of being put in bondage whilst wearing a soiled diaper, unable to do anything about his current predicament, to the wonderful childlike freedom of just wearing a diaper and t-shirt whilst watching children's shows on TV. Scott had spent a good amount of time imagining exactly what he'd love to do to or by himself if he had the time and resources to fulfill his fantasies. Fantasies that he hoped would be fulfilled very soon. Scott pulled into the driveway of his comfortable little home. It wasn't anything special, he had little furnishings to decorate it with, but it had what he liked to consider an "aesthetical amount of space". He turned off the engine, grabbed his shoulder bag, and exited the car, walking into his garage. He flicked on the lights, and as the light bulbs blinked awake the device that he'd spent months on putting together sat on his workshop table. To put it bluntly, Scott had been programming a device that would essentially stop time itself. Through a combination of biotechnology, an improbability-engine, and a calculator that essentially worked on the whimsical nature of the polarity of electrons whirling around in titanium atoms in the contraption, the device was able to access the particular genetic code of the user and ignore all cells with the sequence, then continue to all other organic matter and inorganic matter and "freeze them in place". Scott didn't fully understand it, but he knew how to put the parts together and calibrate the machine. One might think that experimenting with such a device would be incredibly risky, but Scott had that figured out as well. He had coded in a fail-safe into the device. If a large amount of cells of the individual who had activated the device began to shut down at a rapid enough pace indicating possible death, it would essentially reverse the freezing process restoring reality to normal. Scott picked up the device with baited breath. It didn't look like anything special, like a TV remote except with fewer buttons and what looked like more volume controls. He connected his phone to the remote and fed it information about the current time, position of earth relative to the sun, and relative temperatures around the world. He hoped that the device would be able to send out the proper frequency into the molecules around it, setting off the time freezing reaction properly. He knew that if it failed, it may fail spectacularly, possibly even harming him despite the fail safe. A green light on the device shone, indicating that it was ready to be activated. He closed his eyes, pressed his eyes shut, and pushed a large red button with his finger. A loud rushing sound echoed through his ears, he fell backwards sputtering and coughing, he felt as if everything in a single part of his body was getting lightly tickled with electricity, he yelled in alarm, but before he could yell for more than a second it all stopped. Scott looked around. Everything looked. . . normal. He went over to the garage switch and pressed it, a whirring sound came from the door as it opened. He padded outside and his jaw dropped. Birds hung eerily in the air, much like bricks don't. Leaves stood stalk still, frozen as a gust of wind was blowing through it. Scott fanned himself with a paw experimentally, looking at it as he felt the air particles against his whiskers and fur. He had done it. He had created a device that stopped time. It stopped time for everything and everyone! Everyone, except him. Scott hooted and hollered! He started running down the street, passing cars with passengers in them halfway through a sip of coffee, forming a word as they talked on the phones, or smiling jaws and maws agape as they sang to their favorite car songs. Scotts saw planes and clouds, unmoving in the sky, felt the warmth of the sun on his fur as it peeked behind a cloud, permanently, until adjusted by the remote of course. Scott stopped running in the middle of an intersection and turned around and around, taking in the view. He laughed, joyous that he had achieved something that most thought was only possible in sci-fi movies and fantasy novels. Suddenly, he remembered why he had gone so ridiculously out of his way with his invention. He turned tail sprinted back to his house and got quickly inside, closing his door, not bothering to lock it. Who would try bothering him now if every ‘who’ was frozen in time? He walked inside his sparsely furnished living room and opened one of the brown boxes he had sitting there. A fresh waft of baby powder and ointment met his feline nostrils as he admired the contents of the box. Within it lay several large, fluffy adult diapers, each themed with little cartoons of various baby animals wearing diapers. Some looked sleepy, others laughed in joy, while still others were too busy with a toy to do anything else. Scott shuddered with excitement and let out a shaky sigh. Finally, I can unwind like I've always wanted to. He thought, as his tail twitched in anticipation. He looked at the other boxes, knowing that what they contained would only increase the amount of fun he was about to have. He grinned, and speaking aloud to no one said, “It’s going to be a good weekend."
  17. Looking for anyone who wants to Roleplay as girls having accidents, wedgies, pantsing, things like that! Or if anyone wants to write custom accident stories for me! Feel free to email me [email protected], message me here, text me on Twitter (@its_ya_boi43), ifunny (yaboi___) for the roleplay we can use discord preferably or ifunny or Twitter. Email me first tho!
  18. Posted these a while ago, but took them down. Want them back up now. I'll spare the details, but: the person I wrote these stories about is someone I don't trust anymore. I want the stories here anyway, because I had fun at the time, and because I like having something tangible to hang onto. (If this is you... you know who you are. I don't mind you being here, and you have these same memories anyway. I loved doing this and writing about it, so go ahead and look, it's about you after all.) . . . I was at my new daddy's house the other day (I'm his sub, I've never done it before ), we were hanging out and watching a movie. He gave me beer, so I'd had two cans of that, along with some water. After a while I obviously started needing to pee. We were sitting on his bed, and he'd already taken my clothes off, we were only half paying attention to the movie lol. I let him touch me and play with me for maybe 20 minutes or so, but eventually I was getting desperately full and had to say something. I told him I really had to pee, but he didn't move. He told me I had to wait, that I couldn't go here, and then made me spread my legs for him so my pussy was exposed. I obeyed, blushing as I struggled not to bounce around or grab my crotch. He made me stay like that as I got more and more frantic, occasionally begging to go. It felt like I was about to leak. Finally he decided it was long enough and grabbed my hand. He led me to the shower as I squirmed and pressed my legs together. Once we got there he slowly turned on the water and watched me desperately dance around on the tile floor, holding myself a little. I had to go so bad. He laid down in the shower and made me straddle his face, my bare pussy up against his lips, then he started to lick me. I gasped and moaned. I was so wet, and completely bursting, it felt amazing. After a couple more seconds, I couldn't hold it anymore. A few drops leaked out, and then suddenly I was peeing full force. It hissed out into his mouth and all over his face while he kept licking me, rubbing his dick the whole time. The relief was so good, and I kept peeing uncontrollably until I was empty. Afterward we showered together and went back to his bed to play around more He said my pee tasted really good~ . . . Part 2 . . . So... I got super desperate & wet myself on top of my daddy~ We've been doing a lot of omo play, but this was my first time wetting in clothes with him, and it was soooo nice. I was over at his place for the night, and I already knew I wanted to wet in front of him. I'd gotten dressed in black overalls (the kind that end in mini shorts), a striped shirt, burgundy tights, and purple panties. Right before I left my house I also drank a full can of Arizona tea, wanting my bladder to fill up quickly. The plan was definitely working. I'd been drinking since I arrived, I think I'd had a few beers at this point. I was more than tipsy and really had to pee. At first I tried to hide it, cuz I wanted to stretch the experience out longer. We were on his bed watching tv, and I subtly pressed my thighs together and squirmed when he wasn't looking, trying to put pressure on my crotch. It sort of worked for a bit, but pretty soon it was getting bad. I was very full and struggling to keep still. Just then, he got up to do something in the other room. I instantly jammed both hands between my legs and held tight, wiggling and bouncing. My need quickly grew, until I was out of bed and marching around in circles, then up and down the hallway, still holding myself. I wanted to wait as long as I could, but after a few minutes a surge of desperation hit me. I froze in place. My eyes teared up from the effort of holding back the flood. For a moment I hung on, but I just couldn't keep it in anymore. A spurt of pee dampened my panties, then another longer stream, trickling from my pussy as I struggled to regain control. I was peeing in my shorts in his hallway. My face flushed hot with embarrassment and arousal, and I managed to stop the flow after a couple more seconds of squirming. There was a warm wet spot between my legs where I'd leaked through my overall shorts, about the size of a baseball. Knowing I was in danger of having an accident on his floor, I dashed to the bathroom, where he was getting ready to shower. My bladder was begging for relief, and I couldn't stop rubbing my crotch frantically while I shifted from foot to foot. I whimpered and admitted I had to pee really bad (even though it was obvious). He just looked pleased and told me I'd have to keep holding it. My heart fluttered, and even though I whined about the denial, my pussy was throbbing from how much I was loving it. He made me keep drinking, so I opened another beer and took sips from it while holding myself tight. We talked and hung out in the bathroom for a while. I was dancing around desperately, crossing my legs, complaining about how bad I had to go, and he was clearly enjoying it. I obediently kept drinking, even when I leaked in my panties a couple more times and almost lost control. Eventually he began to escalate things. He came over and slowly pinned me against the wall, touching me and telling me how hot I looked desperate. I tried to get free so I could keep potty dancing, but he moved his palm to my swollen bladder and pressed firmly, making me yelp. I managed to endure it, but just barely. He caressed between my legs, breathing harder as he felt how wet the fabric was already. I told him I couldn't wait much longer, and he mercifully backed away, letting me continue my frantic dance for the moment. But not for long. As I was finishing my beer and bouncing around, he told me to spread my legs and stand still. I protested that I was about to pee myself, but I wanted to be good, so I obeyed. It was agonizing. My bladder felt full and heavy, the pressure all pushing down as I squeezed my muscles tight, trying with all my might to hold on. I needed to go so, so badly. I wasn't going to last through much more of this. After I'd made it through a brutal ten seconds, he told me I could stop. My thighs slammed together and my hands shot back to my crotch, narrowly avoiding a major leak. Between the alcohol and the desperation I couldn't think straight anymore. All I could do was keep moving, doing a full-on frantic potty dance, whimpering and begging him to let me go. It was about to come out at any second. Seeing how bad it was getting, he finally laid down in the shower naked and told me to come over. I quickly got down on my knees and straddled him, barely hanging on. I was shaking and squirming, trying extremely hard to keep it in, but after a few seconds I'd reached my limit. It was too late. Pee rushed into my panties and through my shorts as my bladder gave in. I moaned with relief as the warm flood cascaded down my thighs, soaking my tights and puddling on his skin. He pressed his fingers against my pussy as the stream kept hissing out, not stopping until I was eventually empty. I was dazed from how good it felt. A big puddle spread across the shower floor under us. The crotch of my overalls was soaked, and a dark patch covered my tights. He immediately rubbed my pussy through the wet cloth, making me moan again, before unbuttoning my overalls and pulling them down, exposing my panties. The purple fabric was dark and shiny, and he sighed with arousal as he touched it. Then he pulled those down too, examining my still-dripping pussy, toying my clit with his thumb and sending shivers through me. I knew he could feel how slick I was from the excitement. His dick was also super hard after all that, so we played with each other in the shower (he came in my pussy ). I had to pee again during it, and I let go all over him, naked this time. It felt incredible I finished showering while he took my wet clothes and started the laundry. We played around a few more times after I got out, he made me cum over and over
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  20. IT: Infant Tech By Horatio Husky Commissioned by Bolt Chapter 1: The Office Bolt readjusted his glasses. This was a nervous habit of his, which he would perform with relative frequency whenever he was working with unruly code. Sat in front of his desk, garbed in his normal office attire of dress shirt, black dress pants, classy shoes, and stylish bowtie, the husky was deeply immersed within the contents of his computer screen. The husky’s office cubicle was relatively orderly; a Newton's cradle and Rubik’s Cube served as the only available knick-knacks. The husky knew full well that too much desk clutter was a prime environment for distraction. Sometimes, however, a little distraction was necessary to allow his mind to wander just far enough for him to be able to get some perspective. He had been staring at his computer screen for about two hours straight at that point, and despite the blue light filter in his glasses he could feel his warm, brown eyes beginning to dry up just a little bit. A semicolon… really… that was the error? A sense of weariness suddenly overcame the husky. Moving his right paw, he delicately stroked his keyboard a few times until he had typed in the correction to his code. Bolt leaned back in his chair. He pulled down softly on his one droopy ear, another habit he often performed when deep in coding contemplation. Unseen, conveniently hidden in the break room by drawn blinds, two felines stood holding respective mugs of coffee. A caracal and tiger, the two giant cat species had their attention focused on the husky through a break in the blinds which the tiger held slightly open with an extended claw. Yuri’s had a singular protracted claw, his other paw holding the mug of joe in his paw with a firm, confident grip. Cinder, on the other hand, appeared to be every semblance of calm, cool, and collected. He lounged leisurely against the countertop, gazing down the bridge of his nose at the same husky that had just now caught his feline companion’s attention. “Another office crush, Yuri?” Withdrawing his gaze momentarily from gazing between the break in the blinds, the tiger gave the caracal his best withering look. Which, coming from a tiger, is quite an intimidating experience. The desert cat was left unphased, however, as he had been at the end of such an unflattering glance more often than not. Idly, he took a sip from his coffee mug and cocked his head to the side, his long, pointed ears flopping to the side dramatically. “Oh don’t look so grumpy, kitty cat. Shall I bring out the ball of yarn so you can feel better?” Yuri, who had grown used to the unwavering confidence that the caracal seemed to have a true abundance of, chose to ignore the comment and turn his attention back to staring at the husky. From his vantage point, he could see that the husky appeared to be well distracted and in the midst of work. Having only recently quit his temping position at the company, the husky was now able to exercise his full work ethic with the accompaniment of financial compensation. At this rate, he would be employee of the month in no time. Yuri’s golden, feline eyes pierced through the husky with a predator-like ferocity. Something inside of the tiger told him that not all was what it seemed with the newest member of IT. It was while Cinder was idly browsing through his phone, disappointed that he was unable to get a rise out of his tiger friend when Yuri gasped. Cinder knew this was important. Deftly placing his mug of coffee on the counter he pushed himself off the counter in a quiet, controlled leap landing right next to the tiger. “What is it?” He whispered softly, his feline instincts kicking in as the two cats’ slitted eyes narrowed as they gazed at the oblivious canine. Bolt sighed, stood up, and turned around to pick up a small laptop on the desk behind him. As he did so, an uncharacteristically large bulge in his rear end pressed against the seam of his pants. Cinder’s mouth dropped wide open, an uncharacteristically surprised face coloring the feline’s sharp, noble features. Yuri simply smiled, chuckling softly under his breath which came as a deep rumble inside of the massive cat’s throat. He spoke under his breath. “We got ourselves another one…” “This is the second one this month! How do they keep falling into our paws like this?” Yuri shook his head, a gratified smile across his muzzle as he placed a heavy, reassuring paw on the smaller cat’s shoulder. “Alright, like we did last time. I’ve still got the carseat set up and he looks pretty gullible. I think we’ll be having some good fun tonight, kitten.” Cinder blushed slightly towards the end of the tiger’s comment, knowing full well what the larger cat was referring to. It wasn’t so long ago that he had been the subject of the tiger’s cleverly designed trap. Yuri turned around, in a series of purposeful movements he drained the remainder of his coffee into the sink before depositing his mug on the dirtied dish rack. Taking out his car keys, he placed them on the countertop before departing. His striped tail floating majestically behind him, the muscular feline shouldered his way through the door of the office kitchenette and made his way over to the husky’s cubicle. Cinder had picked up the car keys, slyly lowering them into his pocket before silently exiting after the tiger, making his way towards the building’s garage level. The image of confidence, Yuri loomed over the husky casting a shadow over him. Bolt took quick notice of this, and turned around in his seat to gaze up frightfully at the intimidating fur in front of him, blinking several times. “Uhm… Can I-” “Yes, you can. I’m Yuri. It’s a pleasure to meet you.” The cat extended a massive paw towards the husky. Bolt, recovering quickly, smiled in kind and took it on his own, giving it a firm squeeze as he replied with a clarity in his voice that took even him by surprise. “Hi Yuri, I’m Bolt. The pleasure is all mine.” Confident little scrappy mutt, isn’t he? Ohhh I like him… This should be fun! Yuri’s smile broadened, now feeling a sense of genuine delight at having witnessed a confident introduction accompanied by a firm handshake. He didn’t much like wimps, even though he did enjoy putting them in their place. Cinder had shown significantly less bravado than the canine in front of him, and only after he had discovered the truth behind the tiger’s intentions did he warm up. No, this pup has spunk! It’ll be even more fun to see him crawl now… Still smiling, the tiger motioned with a jerk of his head towards the elevator that led to the garage level below. “Bolt, I’ve got a few computer towers in my car that I worked on over the weekend. I really would have no trouble transporting them myself, but if you come along it’ll only take one trip. How about we use it as an excuse to take a break from work with a little aerobic exercise and a friendly chat, hmm?” Understanding quickly, Bolt nodded and smiled congenially. Closing down his computer, he stood up and nodded indicating that the tiger should lead the way. Yuri turned, and began to make his way towards the elevator. Glancing back briefly, to ensure that Bolt was coming along. Given the size of the cat, Bolt had to take a step and a half for every step the tiger took. The subtle waddle the husky was unconsciously exhibiting slightly was now more apparent. Suspicions confirmed, the tiger turned to face forward with a look of satisfaction on his muzzle. “It’ll be the grey minivan, the company likes its Chrystlers.” Yuri spoke, his tone a low rumble as the two entered the elevator and the tiger pressed a button marked ‘G’ while Bolt nodded in response. The two stood silently in the elevator, waiting patiently for the lift to descend down to the parking garage several levels beneath the ground floor. The company building itself was relatively massive, sporting fourteen proud stories above and three below. The two were stationed on the fifth floor, so the descent was relatively brief. Ding! The elevator doors opened to reveal rows of sparsely populated parking spots, the smell of concrete with a hint of car exhaust hitting their nostrils as Yuri led the way. “I’m parked towards the back.” He stated simply, his smirk hidden behind his turned back as he heard the husky behind him pick up speed to keep pace with him. Everything is running smoothly… “Alright, take a look at what I’ve got here for you!” Speaking confident, he opened the passenger side door with a flourish to reveal what was inside. It took Bolt a moment to process what he was seeing. In front of him appeared to be a baby’s carseat, except no ordinary one. This particular seat looked large enough to comfortably seat him, with an impressively robust five point harness that looked as if not even Yuri would be able to break through it. Stunned, the husky stood open mouthed for a few seconds while he tried to process what he was looking at. This was exactly the opportunity that Yuri and Cinder were looking for. “Now, before we get you snuggly buckled up for your car ride little guy, let’s check something really quick.” Unable to react in time, Yuri placed his hands underneath the husky’s armpits and raised him up effortlessly. Taken by surprise, Bolt let out a whimper while his legs dangled helplessly behind him. As suddenly as he had been picked up, he felt something fiddling with the front of his belt buckle. Twisting around, his cheeks burning bright red, he was able to catch a glimpse of the Caracal he had seen wandering around the office earlier trying to undo his pants. At last he succeeded accompanied by an exclamation. “Aha! There we are.” His pants now around his ankles, Bolt’s choice of underwear that morning was now on full display for both of the large cats to examine. “Just as I thought, we have a little puppy on our hands.” Yuri stated, a condescending but not unkindly tone in his voice. Bolt was now blushing furiously, his tail curled between his legs in a vain attempt to hide the large, white diaper that hugged his waist snuggly. It was apparent to both of the onlookers that it was designed with both comfort and absorbance in mind, as a trail of puppy paws ran from the front middle all the way through the back. “You won’t be needing these, I don’t think.” As Bolt spluttered, an overwhelming feeling of helplessness and smallness washing over him as he continued to be held up in the air, Cinder delicately disentangled his pants from his ankles. Now, he wore only his work shirt and sneakers, which made him feel incredibly exposed. The tiger looked him up and down, an expression of approval across his muzzle while Cinder neatly folded the husky’s pants and placed them under his right arm. “Cinder, do me the favor of checking the puppy’s diaper, would you?” At the direct mention of his padding, the husky’s ears folded against the top of his head. Tail tucked between his legs, cheeks burning, and ears pinned, the canine was the spitting image of an utterly flustered pup. Grinning, Cinder placed an authoritative paw over the front of the dog’s thick padding, squeezing gently before cupping the back in turn. Pressing it upwards, as if to further remind Bolt of what he was wearing, the caracal shook his head as he replied. “Still dry, surprisingly enough,” Cinder commented. “Well then, I think we should do something about that,” said Yuri, giving the husky a large, toothy smile before depositing him into the oversized booster seat. “W-wait a second! I一mmpf!” Bolt, having finally been able to find his voice, barely managed to splutter out a complete sentence before he was silenced by Cinder, who had apparently been waiting for such a moment. Crossing his eyes, Bolt looked down to see what had interrupted his exclamation while Cinder tightened something behind his head. His vision obscured by the caracal’s red-orange fur, the husky only became aware that he had been fully buckled into the carseat when he felt the harness tighten over his shoulders, waist, and onto the front of his diaper pressing it up against him. The husky’s heart was now beating quickly, limbs flailing. As if in anticipation of this, Yuri swiftly grabbed each of his wrists and looped them through soft, padded cuffs. His wrists now suspended by his head, his arms held upwards in an incredibly vulnerable position, he found that he was no longer able to struggle as effectively as before. Cinder had grabbed his ankles and pulled them through a similar set of cuffs that prevented him from raising his ankles more than a few inches away from the bottom of the carseat. Both cats stepped back and took a moment to admire their handiwork. Bolt looked down to see what they had done to him, a lock glowed softly from a small panel that served as the center-point for all of the buckles. From what the husky could gather, the locking mechanism appeared to be activated by a touchscreen, the key to which he was sure was possessed only by the two felines in front of him. “Aww, I think he looks pretty cute! That pacifier won’t let much more than a whimper through, pup. So you can whine all you want on the ride home!” Cinder extended a wiry arm forward, gently booping the tip of the husky’s snoot. Yuri appeared pleased as well, his arms crossed and looking down at the incapacitated fur as if he were appraising a prized possession. Speaking softly, and without breaking his gaze at the pup, he placed a car key into Cinder’s paws. “Yes, I think he does. Take the highway, kitten.” It was Cinder’s turn to blush, which he barely managed to conceal as he lowered his vision and nodded, opening the door next to Bolt’s and sitting himself down in front of the wheel. Moving with the impressive display of control that all large cats appeared to inherently possess, Yuri sat down in the seat next to Cinder's, looking back at Bolt in the rear view mirror. “I encourage you to behave, puppy. This will be fun.” With that statement hanging in the air, Cinder pulled out of the parking garage and had merged into city traffic within a few minutes. Bolt was still trying to process what had just happened to him. The two cats had seemingly quickly found out about his little secret before he had had the chance to react. He was now pacified, gagged, restrained, and being transported to who-knows-where. Despite himself, to make matters even worse, he was beginning to feel himself become aroused at the restrictive tightness that five-point harness seemed to impose on the front of his padding. Wrapping over his shoulder, with three straps ensuring that his waist and diaper were snuggly pressed against him, there seemed to be no hope of escape. He was completely at the mercy of the felines sitting in the front seats of the car. The car ride passed in silence, Bolt pulled helplessly at the restraints holding his limbs hostage but to no avail. Yuri would occasionally look up in the rearview mirror, Bolt could see that his eyes were wrinkled as if he were smiling, hidden from view from the husky’s limited line of sight. Whatever the tiger was thinking, it was causing him great pleasure.
  21. Several days ago I was having sex with a friend. He and I have both wanted to do that with each other for a very long time, so to say it was enthusiastic would be an understatement. He wanted to dom me and top me at the same time. I was laying face down on the bed and he was on top of me and getting incredibly aggressive. (I wanted that and enjoyed it.) I guess the pressure of my belly against the bed combined with him hitting my bladder made me start leaking. I couldn't stop, and every time he thrusted in it forced me to pee harder. It felt physically hot coming out, and I could feel it pooling under me. I was enjoying him too much to say anything. What he was doing still felt really good, so I didn't want to throw him off his rhythm. I just kept helplessly peeing while he went at it. When he was done, I sat up and saw the huge unmistakable wet spot I left. Embarrassed, I blushed hard and found myself unable to come up with the right words. Then my friend tried to sit in the middle of the bed where the puddle was, and I had to stop him and let him know he made me pee on myself. He didn't seem to care that much... just seemed to be a bit impressed that he could fuck someone so hard that would happen.
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    I collexted a bunch of clips from Anime & hentai where Women wet themselves and the end showing pictures of the wetting
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  23. Obligatory first post intro and excuses. long time lurker to this website first time poster a little nervous and tired gonna try my best though! I read the rules twice and I don't think I'm breaching any but If I am please please let me know because I want to be in the right here on good terms. My girlfriend of eight years and I live together in rural Oregon. For the sake of anonymity lets call her ‘Jane’. Jane is the perfect person to be in the relationship with an Omonaut (not sure what to call someone who is into Omorashi,diapers, inco and regular pads and general absorbent paddedness). Sometimes I feel super lucky to have been a witness to a few incidents that I wish to share here on this site. Have you ever had something amazing happen but you were the only one to witness it? Well I have over the years and would enjoy sharing some of those happenings on this site also because I believe some of you naughty people will enjoy them as well. I must admit that some of these have been partially forgotten or moderately embellished by my brain over the many times I have recalled some of these moments. But I promise the core facts and the greater ~75% details are accurate plus the times I get something wrong usually only adds to the fun . Jane has some quirks and habits that unintentionally add to her omo flair. Firstly she holds her pee constantly and is generally aloof to her body’s needs. She is not into omorashi that I am aware and as of this point she knows that I enjoy seeing her have to go and be desperate (but I don’t think she knows I would also enjoy seeing her wet something jeans, pad, diaper) and she knows I get pleasure out of seeing her wear thick and long pads ( the thicker more diaper like bulge the better. I also enjoy the way it gives pad lines on her butt through clothing especialy extra heavy overnight pads leaving a distinct bicycle seat/ whale tail shape.) It took me an embarrassingly long time to notice that she typically only uses the bathroom once maybe twice a day (if she’s on her period) either shortly after she wakes up or last thing before bed but not always both. She has also told me and I have witnessed that that she only knows that she has to pee when it basically starts dripping out or a medium spurt will come out then she has a 20-30 second window to get to the bathroom before it small and medium spurts come every few seconds and or every few steps as she is usually speed walking/ running at this point. After 3-7 minutes she enters critical mode where full wetting is likely. Remember this is usually after anywhere from 12- 20 hours of holding so this is just sort of the overflowing of her bladder it seems. I have seen many partial wettings, countless heavy leaking incidents but only 2 full wettings where she wasn’t wearing some sort of pad. I know I am hypersensitive to looking for omorashi in real life but it seems that she still doesn’t believe that she has some sort of wetting problem. Jane also hasn’t ever changed her habits and schedule to go to the bathroom more. I don’t think she’s doing it for me and I don’t even think that she has a fully fleshed out understanding of what she’s doing that would trigger my fetish and so she continues on through the minefield creating incidents that could fill volumes on this website more than I could ever remember or share. Jane is a streamer so she has a vastly different schedule than my part time job. I usually go to work when she is still asleep and she stays up sometimes but not too often where our schedules are reversed my night is her day and so on. On my days off she usually schedules time to be together though. And when it’s reversed I get to see her right before her bed and right after she wakes up and she sleeps the entire time I’m at work. When I realized just how little she uses the toilet I watched and tested to see if she was just going when I leave the house during her sleep time I put some toilet paper in the toilet to see if it was flushed , I’d rearrange things in and on the way to the bathroom. Nothing was disturbed no change had occurred. then I thought she was just going in the shower which I know she has done in the past (more on that later). but she takes a shower at the times that she usually uses the toilet either when she gets up or right before bed but only every few days though (she doesn’t leave the house but maybe once a week or when ranch projects are happening or we go into town to get food and I don’t care if she’s a little stinky so showering every few days works for her). Keep in mind that she also doesn’t drink that many fluids while streaming but She was indeed actually holding it as long as it seemed! An episode of omorashi that is on rerun usually 3 or more times a week is that she will have held for over 12 hours and had drank more than her usual liquid intake of a small teapot of tea and a varying portion of a water bottle. Then she will finish a stream and either directly speedwalk to bathroom or maybe I’ll hear her typing on her computer while I’m in bed then suddenly she’ll stand up and walks past our bedroom door to the bathroom. She almost exclusively wears her pajamas around the house and her pajamas normally consist of a nightgown (usually above her knees but some she’s had since she was a teen and those are pretty short) or an over sized tee with no bottoms. Now and then when she wants to wear a little more clothes she will wear a t-shirt with some leggings or sweats. She only wears panties about 55% of the time and the majority of that is when she is on or around her period. Bras are a similar affair normally only when we are traveling, going somewhere to meet people or if its really cold out. She does not wear tampons and only wears pads. Anyways because she has an open bottoms when she is only wearing nightgown when as she walks from wherever she’s at to the bathroom there will be a steady pattern of drops on the floor in the middle of every stride she will drip or spurt. I have followed these trails to our toilet and usually the last 4 feet is where the most liquid mess (urine ) is. There is usually a few 1-2 in wide drops in the last 4 four feet. The longest hold I have seen her do went like this: she got up used the toilet, ate and drank a large tea bottle on her Monday morning which was actually 5 at night but for everyone else just keep in mind her morning is usually 4-6PM and her bedtime is anywhere from 3:30 AM to 8 AM. Anyways I knew she went on her Monday morning then stayed up so late into her night that when I woke up late tuesday morning to see she was asleep in her office couch still wearing her VR headset but she managed to pull her earbuds out probably so she could pass out. I gently took off her headset and turned off her computer then made an effort to rouse her enough to get her to come to bed. She was probably only a quarter awake when she shambled out of the room and into bed with me shortly behind. She woke up at about 8 PM tuesday and she had slept about 10 hours since getting into bed. So far she was at about 27 hours ~5PM monday to ~ 5PM tuesday is 24h then 3h to 8 PM. I saw her leave the bedroom and enter the kitchen as I was starting to heat up so leftover spaghetti I asked her is she wanted some and she said yes she was super hungry. I asked her if she wanted any wine though but she said no I had forgotten that this was her breakfast so in that context it seems weird to be eating spaghetti and wine. Jane does love wine though especially pink moscato. We ate and watched a few episodes of Hunter x Hunter when she sat straight up in her seat hands in crotch for maybe 8 seconds( I’m guessing that she was trying to regain control) and ran to the bathroom she didn’t even think about the door. I don’t wasn't counting the seconds of the stream but it seemed very close to a minute or at least a minute. Now you would think that after all that there would be a sizable amount of damage but there was only a wet spot smaller than a baseball maybe 1.5 american half dollars in diameter on the back of her sweats. When she walked out I pretended to be distracted by the food but I made sure to look when she had her back turned as she entered the bedroom to change. The couch had a quarter sized spot so it mostly absorbed by her sweatpants. This was the longest hold I’ve seen her do but far from the story with the wettest clothes or most dramatic accident. One time early in our relationship I was taking a shower when I heard the bedroom door close. I heard her come into the bathroom and I think she surprised even herself us when she entered the shower. She joined me never having done this and being a nervous nerd I just sort of started washing my and then I jokingly offered to wash hers she and we traded places and she stood mostly in the stream of water. now fully entering the warm water she sort of shivered shivered she sorta teetered back and fourth on her legs and I now knew she had to pee and she was trying not to show it I’m guessing she though it would kill the moment. She loooves doing this cheesy rom-com stuff and if I’m honest I like it too so I like to play along to get her riled up. So I start putting a little shampoo in her hair and then lathering it in jokingly try to give her a mohawk she laughs then I switch to the shower wand and as the water starts up through it the old cold water comes out onto her back of head she does a mini startled jump and I apologize.( I actually didn’t mean to do that) I wash the shampoo out of her hair when she starts swaying a little wider. I looked down on the tub between her legs and I see a quick spurt of yellow amber pee dissipate into the clear shower water. She says that she really has to go pee. I was so nervous and excited I had a ball of lead in my stomach. I don’t remember my words but I told her that it made me excited to see her so desperate. She tried to subtlety tell me that she’s gonna have an accident very soon and it seemed that she believed I would be in some way disgusted to see her pee. I gave her a naughty smirk and moved my head to one side sort of to say that’s the point sweetheart She looked a little confused for a sec then she seemed to decided she was going to try and torture me and make me as horny as she could with this another smaller spurt of yellow faded as it fell, mixed in and went down the drain. Already in the critical phase of her desperation she didn’t hold as long as I think she believed she would while trying to tease me. Only about 90 seconds past deciding she wasn’t going to leave the shower. There was no way to hide how excited I was and I moved to stand behind her. I walked up behind her as she continued to leak and there was no space between our bodies. Sensing she was about to burst I reached around and lightly slid my hands along her skin feeling her bladder buldge on my way to put my hands between her legs. I did not want to cause her pain so I was especially careful when sizing up the mound her bladder was making. My hands now firmly between her legs I followed her fingers and attempted to hold her pee hole like she was but when we traded her hands for mine she lost control right as my fingers found their destination. I wasn't sure I’d found the correct place until a jet of hot urine shot through my fingers. She quickly pressed her hands against mine as she lost control and the warm liquid ran down both or our legs mine between hers. The hiss the relief was too much for the both of us and the tension broke and well I’m sure you can figure out what happened next I believe we started even before her stream had completely finished. More to come as I write them down. follow me If you enjoyed. -Yellow Sail
  24. View File Sexy sub drinks water while desperately needs to pee Sexy sub with cute voice desperately holds her pee while her mistress is forcing her to drink more water and then lets her relieve herself into her panties. Submitter Azzb828 Submitted 07/17/2022 Category Female  
  25. Odd scene. They do strip him to change him. He is chained to the floor in his white pants and pees on his left leg. Interestingly one of the cult women is going to go into his room and let him go so he can pee but is stopped by another cult member. https://thisvid.com/playlist/124/video/bondage-scene/ I've never seen it but maybe it's on here or someone fits the no post list. Let me know or remove it if you're admin.
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