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  1. Moderators: If this is not the correct forum for this content, please direct me to the appropriate board, and I will post it there. There are tons of ABDL games out there which put the player into the role of a high schooler/child. Others see you start the game as an adult and regress into a child, while interacting with other "children" who have suffered the same fate. But what about those of us who are into desperation and diapers, but would prefer to remain an adult? Enter Penny's Labyrinth. This is a text-based adventure game which begins with your eventful entry to Penny's Adult Nursery / Training School. Accompanied by Penny, the labyrinth's eponymous caretaker, you, the player, will journey through a labyrinth filled with dungeons, dragons, ...and diapers. Will you be able to escape, or will you stay here forever? Planned/Current Features Seven different areas to explore, each littered with useful items and interesting interactives (2 completed so far) Eight different NPCs to befriend, each with their own design, dialogue, and one or more wetting/mess and/or sex scenes (which you have the option to opt out of based on kink preferences) (1 completed so far) Character art for every NPC- commissioned from artists across the NSFW community (1 completed so far) Inclusive gameplay - During character creation, you will enter your character's name, select their gender (Male/Female/Nonbinary), and select your genitals (to accommodate all players out there) (Completed) Realistic stats - Manage bodily needs, diaper attraction, continence, and even arousal while traversing the labyrinth. Wetting/messing erodes your continence, and your environment will If you run out of food, Penny can magic some up for you- but you may not like what it does... (Completed) Random encounters with over 20 different enemies, each with its own unique (3+) moveset, loss scene, and submit scene (5 completed so far, and encounter script is completed) Over 30 different pieces of equipment, including clothing, weapons, and 6 types of underclothes (10 completed so far, including 3 types of underclothes) Over 100 different wetting/messing scenes, which consist of both text and (short) wetting/messing gifs, with different gifs (and scenes) for underwear, pull ups and diapers.
  2. Hello, I was wondering if there's a name for a specific omorashi related fetish in which the person is forced to release against their will. A good example of this could be the hentai named "circle e - the chair" where a girl is tied up to a robotic chair that feeds her diuretics, tickles her toes and forces her to produce a lot of pee to collect. I found that is difficult to find similar omorashi material, my fantasies mainly revolves around making someone produce piss and forcefully wet themselves. Even better if the accident is induced by tickling, diuretics, "pssh" noises or general teasing, pressing on bladder, sneezing, fear , or even hypnotising. So general humiliation. If someone could help it would be really appreciated, i'm also open to any kind of roleplay regarding this.
  3. Jack had just turned 18 and was a bit of a mischievous high school student, he was known to be the school’s prankster, and despite him being transgender, was one of the school’s most known jocks. He loved to pull pranks on everyone, including teachers and usually got away with it. He had a secret omorashi kink, that he’d discovered when he’d pulled a prank that made a female teacher of his wet her panties in front of the entire class and if she sat a certain way you could see her pussy through her white panties, he’d never been more turned on in his life, despite the teacher’s embarrassment, she hadn’t had a clue, so he thought, that he had caused her to have her accident. Fast forward a few months and it was a day with a school wide assembly in front of the entire school, fairly normal, these happened a few times a month. Jack made his way into the gym with the class he was with, he’d meant to use the bathroom at lunch and had forgotten, oh well, he should be able to go after the assembly and before he got onto the bus. The assembly went underway, something regarding test scores and so on, and it was about ten minutes to end, jack was squirming a little, but he got called up to the stage.. he wasn’t sure why, he didn’t have any test scores worth anything and he knew that, he stood up, legs shaky as he slowly walked up the stairs to the stage, the principal was talking to him through the microphone for a moment, and before he knew it, he’d been grabbed by the security guards, before he had time to try and break away, a big x board was brought out, and his arms and legs were secured to them, without an ability to move. “H-hey! hey! what the fuck!?” he yelled, as the principal spoke over him with the microphone, “Boys and girls, Jack here today is in need for a bit of a punishment for a sake of revenge by a particular teacher he pranked.” the crowd made “ooo” sounds as said teacher approached, and he knew he was done for, she smirked at him. “You should have been smarter with your prank, Jack.” she said, walking around him, her fingernails tracing his arms, he wiggled. “C-come on! I’m sorry! I’ll do anything please-“ he begged, she just chuckled, “Oh you’re gonna do something alright, in front of the entire school.” Her fingernails started to tickle his ribs as he jerked, laughing hysterically, “HAHAHAHA- NO NO PLEASE WAIT-“ he tried to beg, she didn’t listen, two other female teachers came up beside him, one going for his armpits, the other pulled his pants off before going for his feet. He squirmed, laughing and wheezing as their tickling got faster. There were wide eyes all amongst the crowd, some filming and taking pictures, some in shock, some potentially touching themselves to the sight, calling names and sentences “Tickle him harder!” “Make him pee!”. A few minutes of this attack went on, before they’d stopped for a moment, letting him breathe, he whined as he begged, his small cock hard in his underwear and it was clear. “P-please.. I-I’ll do anything but if you keep going I’ll pee..” That made them smirk, “That’s our goal,” she whispered before all of the hands were back on him again, he jerked, “NO NO PLEASE-“ he begged, laughing, his hips bucking, the teachers grinned, “You gonna piss for us?” “Pssshhh- Psssssshhh” He lost a spurt into his underwear, “PLEASE NO- I’M GONNA PEE-“ he begged inbetween laughs, they only tickled harder, one teacher pressed down on his bladder and he lost it, his piss shooting into his underwear as it pooled below him, he whined, “n-no no..” one of the teachers moved his underwear, piss shooting from his vagina and out onto the stage in front of them. The crowd was mocking him, “Jake just pissed!” “Gross!” “Look he’s turned on!” “Slut!” They kept tickling him until he stopped peeing, before they retracted their hands from him, “Now you get to stay here all night, and everyone will see you just like this again in the morning.” She spoke to him, he whined in protest, but to no avail. He was left to make a mess of himself over and over all that night and the following day, some students tickling him, some touching him, one even made him squirt, all filmed and watched by everyone, Jack, the school piss slut.
  4. i don’t know about anyone else but the idea of being tickled until i completely lose control and pee myself is so.. fuck. i wish there was more stories and things like that here. if anyone has one to share feel free.
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    Sometimes daddy takes his games too far! This time daddy is playing with my body tied to the bed and he suddenly came up with the perverse idea of tickling me until I wet my bed!! I don't know if I'm going to stand it... I really want to pee and my daddy won't let me!! I don't want to wet my bed...
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  6. I feel like it's really hard for me to find the kinds of stories I like. Sometimes I'll find one that sounds really sexy but then I open it up and it's barely a paragraph! I really love the longer stories that are really detailed, that are about bathrooms maybe closed at work or school or something.Or when a girl becomes desperate out on some sort of adventure or something but can't seem to go for whatever the reason.. honestly the best stories I have ever read, (and to get an idea of the kinds of stories I'm talking about) are written by Desperatejill!! Her stories are EXACTLY the kinds of things I'm looking for! I often go through pages and pages of topics here but can't seem to find alot.A good chuck of the great ones on here I have read already.. sometimes read them again because they're the best! But I'm looking for stories like that if anyone knows exactly where I can find a bunch of good stories exactly like that!? And if you've never read desperatejills stories, then OMG get to her page RIGHT NOW and read them because they are incredible and suuuper sexy!! And exactly the kind of stuff I'm looking for!Can any one help with this?! Maybe even write a new one or tell me exactly what topics here and what pages the great ones might be on, if anyone knows!? I wish this place was FULL of the kinds of stories I absolutely LOVE and am looking for! To me those kinds are the sexiest stories and scenarios of all time lol! Being a HUGE omorashi fan and the fact the when a woman needs to pee is the sexiest thing in the universe, I still have a specific type I love! As I'm sure everyone does (or alot of us at least) I have been into omorashi since I was a kid wayy before I even knew what omorashi was or that I had a pee fetish! I used to think I was alone in that so for most of my life I hid that from everyone.. even after I learned what it was it took me many many years to finally be comfortable with admitting it! But now I love talking about it! Though I guess I've still never actually told anyone out loud lmao. I really wished I could have talked about it more and played some games with the first woman I ever told! The one who actually made me comfortable talking about it and all! Even though that ended up badly for different reasons she still made that possible so there's a silver lining! Anyway if anyone could help out with stories and videos especially if love that!
  7. Lyle’s college campus, including his first-year residence, did not appear to have much space for parties. The bedrooms were small, the hallways had no furniture, and the cafeteria closed at 9 PM. During relatively brief chats with the other students in the hallways and cafeteria, Lyle heard a few rumours of party-focused fraternities and sororities in the area, but he couldn’t find any way to locate or contact such places. The only remotely promising local venue he could actually find on a map was the campus bar. He couldn’t imagine much of a party happening at a bar, but after a week with no other leads, he decided he might as well check it out. Lyle wasn’t sure if the bar would serve meals, so he had dinner at the cafeteria before heading over. He didn’t bother dressing up for the evening; he wore the same t-shirt, khakis, and sandals that he had been wearing all day. When he arrived at the bar, he took a minute to walk around the tables to see if he could click with any of the groups there. None of them seemed particularly welcoming, though, so he sat down at the bar and ordered a soda. As he drank it, he tried to think of ways to approach some of the other students, and he also listened for conversations that he might be able to contribute to. He didn’t have any breakthroughs by the time he finished his soda, so he ordered another. Nothing changed as he drank that either. For his third drink, he decided to try something alcoholic; the daily special posted on the wall would do. When he tasted it, he found it to be sweet, with the alcohol barely noticeable, which was pretty well what he was going for; his interest in alcohol was minimal. But even this new drink didn’t change the fact that no one was talking to him. After sitting there for an hour and a half sipping on several more sodas and a few more alcoholic beverages, Lyle decided that this was a failed experiment. He had to pee from all the drinking so he figured he’d use the bathroom there (they had to have one, right?) and then head back to his room and maybe play some computer games. He stood up, but as he turned around to start looking for a bathroom, a female student suddenly came up to him and said, “Hi! I’m Cynthia.” “Hi,” Lyle responded uncertainly, “I’m Lyle.” “Hi Lyle!” Cynthia said, smiling brightly. “Can I buy you a drink?” Perhaps this wasn’t a failed experiment after all. It was a bit ironic to be offered a drink after having nothing but them for the past hour and a half, but this time Lyle would have someone to talk to, so he cheerfully accepted and they started chatting. There was no need for computer games now, and he wasn’t going to go hunting for a bathroom right after meeting someone who wanted to spend time with him. And they did spend quite some time chatting. Cynthia seemed very friendly and outgoing. When the drink she had bought Lyle was finished, she eagerly bought him another, and when that one was finished, she just as eagerly bought him a third. She said this was her third year of college, so perhaps that had given her a chance to get used to bar etiquette; Lyle himself had never been to a bar before and couldn’t even imagine having the nerve to offer a drink to someone he had just met. Unfortunately, all these drinks, coupled with the duration of their conversation, were making Lyle’s need to pee more persistent. He worried that Cynthia might leave if he stepped away to find a bathroom, but eventually he decided he would have to take that risk. He finished the drink he was working on and was just about to excuse himself when Cynthia said, “This place is pretty slow. Let’s go somewhere better.” “Sure,” Lyle said. “Just let me use the bathroom first.” “You can do that when we get there,” Cynthia said. “I can’t stand this place any longer. Come on, let’s go.” She turned and started walking toward the exit. Lyle would have preferred to use the bathroom before leaving, but since Cynthia wouldn’t wait for him, and was inviting him somewhere with a bathroom and a party, he decided to follow her. The trip would be uncomfortable, but it shouldn’t last too long. Cynthia continued to tell stories as they left the bar and walked down the road. Lyle didn’t feel that he could contribute much to the conversation given how badly he needed to pee now, but Cynthia didn’t seem to mind. If anything, she seemed even warmer than she had been earlier. “I’m so glad to have met you!” she would often say, smiling broadly, and Lyle felt the same way about her. None of the hundred other students Lyle had met in the hallways and cafeteria over the past week had shown anything close to Cynthia’s vitality. He just wished Cynthia had been willing to wait the two minutes for him to find and use the bathroom at the bar; his need to pee was getting progressively worse as they walked, and the walk seemed like it was taking a long time. After making several more turns, Lyle asked Cynthia, as gently as he could, “How much farther are we going?” They were walking away from his room, so if it was much farther, he might have to forget about the party and head back to his residence to use the bathroom there. Maybe he could get Cynthia’s contact information and see if they could meet up some other time. “We’re about halfway there,” Cynthia responded. Halfway there. This evening was starting to feel like more than Lyle had signed up for, but after a quick assessment he decided that it was still worth staying the course. He would definitely need to use the bathroom as soon as they arrived, though. Cynthia became quieter, which was just as well because Lyle no longer felt able to absorb her stories. Lyle was breathing heavily now, frequently tensing and occasionally bobbing up and down. He worried that Cynthia might find his behaviour off-putting, but each time he looked at Cynthia she seemed to somehow be getting even more excited. This confused Lyle, since they were no longer socializing, but maybe Cynthia was looking forward to what awaited them at the end of this interminably long walk. Did one really have to go this far to get to a decent social venue? How difficult would it be to build a party house just across the parking lot from the academic buildings? Looking at how widely Cynthia was smiling by now, though, it occurred to Lyle that maybe there was a more central option, but the place they were going was better. That thought kept Lyle moving forward each time he considered giving up and heading back to his room. If he could even find it again after all the turns they had made. It was getting pretty bad, though. Lyle was starting to instinctively grab his penis to try to keep from peeing. Given how far Cynthia was taking them, why couldn’t she have waited for Lyle to use the bathroom before they left? She was still too enchanting for Lyle to ask that question out loud, but he didn’t think he could cope much longer, no matter how fantastic this place was. This wasn’t going to work. Lyle was going to have to pee behind one of the trees lining the road. Just as he was about to ask Cynthia to wait a moment for him to do so, though, they rounded a corner and a lit-up mansion came into view. A number of students were drinking and chatting in front of it, but as Lyle got closer, he could tell that most of the noise was coming from inside. Cynthia was walking directly toward the building, so clearly this was their destination. Finally, Lyle would be able to use the bathroom he’d been craving for what felt like an hour! The fact that he had also located the party he’d been seeking for the past week felt secondary at this point. He gave his penis a tight squeeze and then let go in order to appear presentable to the other guests. Cynthia walked up to the front door, opened it, and then invited Lyle to go in ahead of her. Lyle gratefully did so, but a few steps in, a female student blocking his path looked at him and said, “Who are you?” Unsure how to respond, Lyle turned back toward Cynthia as she came in behind him. “That’s Esther,” Cynthia told Lyle. “She’s working the door tonight.” Coming up beside Lyle and turning to face Esther, she said, “This is Lyle. We’re in a bit of a hurry.” She winked at Esther. Lyle didn’t understand the wink, but he was glad that Cynthia finally seemed to be showing a sense of urgency. He turned to face Esther once more. She now seemed to be examining Lyle more closely. Lyle tried to appear dignified in order to make a good first impression, but he really needed to pee now and wasn’t able to stand still. Had he blown his chance? Was he going to get kicked out? Or, worse, was Esther going to insist on thoroughly questioning him before even letting him use the bathroom? Esther smiled. Somehow, she seemed not merely satisfied but actually impressed. She turned to Cynthia and said, “Nicely done! Don’t let me slow you down any further.” She stepped aside and Cynthia walked past her. As Lyle started to follow, he saw Esther press a button on the wall. He realized it activated an audio panel when he heard Esther’s voice from speakers throughout the building saying, “We have a guest!” Lyle didn’t know what could possibly have impressed Esther enough about him to want to brag to the whole building, but this was not the time to try to figure that out. Cynthia had paused in the entrance hallway, and now that they seemed to have the run of the place, Lyle caught up with her and quietly asked, “Do you know where the bathroom is?” “I’ll take you there,” Cynthia answered. “This place is a bit of a maze.” She started walking again. As if the walk to the place hadn’t been long enough, Lyle now found himself following Cynthia through quite a number of intersecting hallways. Would this exercise never end? Was the bathroom he had waited so long for still not close at hand? He got excited when they approached a door, but when Cynthia opened it, Lyle saw that it led to yet another hallway. At the end of this hallway, they went up a short flight of steps, through another door, and then instead of walls on either side of them there were thick black curtains. A few steps later these curtains ended and the space opened up a bit, although there were other curtains farther away, and then finally Lyle saw a door with the symbol on it for the men’s bathroom. Now that Lyle could actually see the bathroom, he started running toward it, grabbing his penis again to try to hold on for just a few more seconds. As he ran, though, he could see people in his peripheral vision from other parts of this more open space running toward him. At the same time, a curtain that formed one edge of the space appeared to be opening. Well before Lyle reached the bathroom, he found himself surrounded by about five female students, on a stage, in front of a seated audience of about thirty people, who at a glance also appeared to all be female students. “Surprise!” the girls surrounding Lyle shouted gleefully. This unexpected delay, on top of all the waiting Lyle had already done, made his need feel even worse, and he tightened his grip on his penis and lifted a knee to squeeze his thighs together. Speaking quickly, he said, “Hi, I was just on my way to the bathroom. I’ll be out in a minute.” The girls maintained their blockade and seemed to be holding back laughter. Lyle turned to look for Cynthia and was surprised to see that she had actually kept up with him and was now part of the group surrounding him. Addressing the other girls, Cynthia said, “I’d like you all to meet Lyle.” “Great job!” one of the other girls said to Cynthia, seeming just as impressed as Esther had been. “I think this is our best one yet!” But the girls all continued to keep their positions, and Cynthia did not appear to be making any further effort to convince them to move. Lyle’s exasperation now outweighed his affection, and he said, “Cynthia, I wanted to use the bathroom at the bar. But you insisted on coming here first. The walk was a lot longer than I was expecting, and now I have to pee really badly. Could you please tell these people to let me past? We can do this live theatre thing when I get out.” “It’s true,” Cynthia told the other girls. “He’s been wanting to pee for a long time. He had a lot of drinks sitting by himself at the campus bar before I joined him and bought him several more.” Lyle didn’t remember telling Cynthia his drink count at any point, but that didn’t matter right now. Cynthia continued, “I didn’t give him a chance to use the bathroom before we left the bar. Instead, I told him he could use the one here. I guess I didn’t think about how long the walk would be, or the fact that you would set this ambush. How could I have been so thoughtless?” An excellent explanation, Lyle thought, relieved. He started to turn back around to see if they would clear a path for him. Before Cynthia was out of his field of vision, though, he saw her grin. Lyle froze. How had Cynthia known his approximate drink count? Had she been watching him since he arrived at the bar? As Lyle was wondering about this, one of the other girls said, “Wow, you’re good!” With horror, Lyle realized that Cynthia had not been defending him or apologizing. She had been bragging. This entire evening had been a setup. Lyle finished turning to face the bathroom and was no longer surprised to see that the others clearly had no intention of stepping aside. He tried to force his way past them, but he wasn’t able to overpower multiple people at once, and since they were surrounding him, he couldn’t dodge them either. Desperately trying not to wet his pants, Lyle started rhythmically squeezing and releasing his penis, alternating lifting each leg to squeeze his thighs together, and also alternately bending down at the waist and bobbing up and down at the knees. He wasn’t quite at the point of losing control, but he had no idea how long they would keep him trapped on this stage, and he had already waited far longer to use the bathroom than he ever would have chosen to. “Aww, look at his cute little pee dance,” one of the girls said. “He really is desperate! Cynthia brought us a real treat tonight!” A real treat? Lyle took a longer look at the seated audience and saw that many of them appeared to be masturbating. As predatory as the girls were being, a part of Lyle felt warm and fuzzy knowing that he was bringing them a rare level of enjoyment. He may have been meat, but at least he was tasty meat. He would not hold a grudge or seek disciplinary action when this was over. At the moment, though, he still hoped the girls would let him use the bathroom soon. For all of his emotional warmth, his condition was neither physically pleasant nor sustainable. “Come on, let me through!” he begged. “I can’t hold it much longer!” “Aww, are you going to wet your pants for us?” one of the girls teased. “Are you going to lose control and start peeing helplessly down your leg in front of everyone here?” “Let’s get his sandals off,” another girl suggested. “Keep them safe, at least.” She bent down slightly and unstrapped the sandal from the foot Lyle currently had lifted in his effort to hold his pee. Lyle didn’t bother trying to stop her as she removed the sandal and placed it on the floor behind her. He didn’t need sandals either to get to the bathroom or to enjoy the rest of the party. He would need them in order to get back to his residence, but he would also need a guide or a map, so if the girls were trying to kidnap him then he wouldn’t stop them by keeping his sandals. When Lyle instinctively switched legs in his pee dance, the girl closest to his other foot unstrapped and removed his remaining sandal and placed that one out of the way as well. One of the girls untucked Lyle’s shirt and slid her hand under it to caress his bare abdomen. “Mmm, such a full bladder,” she purred. “Maybe he really can’t wait much longer.” Smiling mischievously, she gave said bladder a squeeze, making Lyle jerk away. The girl laughed, as did at least some of the others, but their demeanor remained playful rather than cruel. When they were done laughing, Lyle felt another hand land on the front of his pants to find a part of his penis that his own clenched hand wasn’t already covering. The new hand originated behind Lyle; he turned his head to see that it belonged to Cynthia. Making eye contact with Lyle as she gently rubbed his penis through his pants, Cynthia said, “Is this poor penis anxious to release all those drinks you had at the bar? Does it desperately want to feel all of that liquid flowing out of your body? Is your frantic dancing and squeezing going to be enough to keep all of that pee from flowing out through this desperate penis and into your pants?” She removed her hand. Panting, Lyle turned his head away from her and made another unsuccessful attempt to escape in the direction of the bathroom. More girls slid their hands under the bottom of Lyle’s shirt, and this time they started tickling Lyle’s bare waist. While doing this, they also leaned in and started licking his neck. This was not what Lyle needed right now. He had to pee so badly and the tickling and licking felt like it was taking him right to the edge. He clenched his muscles as hard as he could. His penis was trembling. He knew that pretty soon his body would take over and he would start peeing right there into his pants no matter what he did to try to stop it. The girls kept up the tickling, but the licking didn’t last too long before they moved their heads back away from Lyle’s neck and started saying, “Psssss…” with smiles on their faces. Lyle stared at them with dread. This seemed to excite them; they started laughing again, all the while continuing their tickling as Lyle continued his frantic pee dance. Lyle made yet another attempt to push past them but was again pushed back. Was there anything special he had to say or do for them to let him use the bathroom? Or did he just have to wait for them to decide on their own that the time was right? His time was quickly running out, but he couldn’t think of anything to add to what he had already said. The girls already knew how badly Lyle needed to pee. That appeared to be the whole point of the exercise. Lyle could feel his control slipping away. This could not be happening. He was about to wet his pants at the first college party he had been able to find. He made one last vain attempt to elbow through, and then, in a panic, he turned to face Cynthia, who was laughing and tickling along with the others. “Cynthia,” he said breathlessly, “I’m about to start peeing, please tell these people to let me through now!” Cynthia’s laughter turned into a huge open-mouthed smile. She stopped tickling Lyle and gently cupped her hands around the back of Lyle’s head. Then she leaned in and kissed him on the lips. Her tongue slid between his lips, then between his teeth and against Lyle’s own tongue. Cynthia slowly caressed all sides of Lyle’s tongue with hers while also caressing the back of his head with her hands. It felt amazing, but the warm moisture and gentle motion of Cynthia’s tongue and lips, along with the other girls’ continued tickling, made it impossible for Lyle to hold his bladder any longer and he felt himself starting to pee in his pants. There was no longer anything he could do to stop it, and as the bathroom was still half a stage away and he had made zero progress trying to get free of the ambush, it was clear that the struggle was over. Deciding that he might as well enjoy the kiss, he released his grip on his penis and embraced the back of Cynthia’s head with both hands. “Ooh, look, he’s peeing!” one of the girls said excitedly. “You really can’t hold it, can you?” another girl said. “You just have to pee so bad that there’s nothing left you can do to keep from peeing in your pants.” Cynthia continued to swirl her tongue around Lyle’s as Lyle continued to helplessly wet himself. The other girls eventually stopped their tickling, but that no longer made a difference; any control that Lyle might have had left was being taken away by Cynthia’s gentle tongue. Lyle could tell from Cynthia’s enthusiasm, though, that that was not the sole purpose of the kiss. Cynthia was hungry for Lyle, as one might be for an ice cream sundae. And she didn’t stop when Lyle finished peeing, nor did she cut the kiss any shorter than Lyle would have liked. In fact, in the end it was Lyle who first removed his hands and started to pull away. Cynthia actually pulled him back to continue the kiss a little bit longer, but when Lyle pulled away a second time, she let him go. While they had been kissing, the other girls onstage had all moved off to one side. Cynthia glanced at them, then looked back at Lyle and said, “This is my sorority. My sisters and I love college boys who desperately need to pee, and I have to say, you did not disappoint.” Addressing the audience in the seats, she said, “Let’s hear it for Lyle!” The audience gave a standing ovation. Looking at them, Lyle saw that they were all smiling, and some of them were licking their lips. Lyle was embarrassed to have wet his pants in front of so many other people, but they seemed to really appreciate it, so he managed to give them a bow – not a deep bow, but he hoped enough to be polite. After straightening back up, he took a moment to enjoy their excited expressions, then turned back to Cynthia for further guidance. Cynthia waited for the applause to die down, then gestured toward the bathroom and said to Lyle, “The bathroom over there has a shower, laundry machines, and clean towels and robes. You can throw your clothes in the washing machine, get cleaned up, and then put on a robe. Don’t start the washing machine yet; we want to wait until we have a full load. If you’re anxious to leave, you can wear the robe you pick back to your room and we’ll get your clean clothes back to you tomorrow; if you stay, we can get them back to you at the end of the night. It looks like someone’s left your sandals just outside the bathroom door; you can put them back on once you’re done cleaning up.” So they had a detailed and efficient clean-up plan. Lyle’s night wasn’t ruined by his wet pants. He was glad now that the girls had taken the trouble to save his sandals, since he imagined sandals would be more difficult to clean than clothes, and the pee had indeed reached his feet. Lyle took another look at the audience; they had sat back down but were still smiling and some appeared to have resumed masturbating. Then he turned toward the bathroom; the path was now clear, the girls who had been surrounding him still casually standing off to the side. “Go ahead,” Cynthia said encouragingly from behind Lyle. “We’ll mop the stage while you’re in there.” Cautiously, wary of more traps, Lyle started walking toward the bathroom. None of the girls moved to block him this time. Lyle gradually started to feel more at ease as he approached, then reached, the bathroom. He opened the door, entered, and then closed and locked the door behind him, all without any issues. Everything Cynthia had listed was laid out before him. The room was deeper than it was wide; two parallel walls extended away from the stage on either side of Lyle. Against the wall on Lyle’s left were first the laundry machines, then a transparent shower stall, then beyond that a toilet, a sink, and a mirror. The wall on Lyle’s right was covered with shelves holding various folded fabrics, which fit in with Cynthia’s mention of towels and robes. Since they were folded, it might have been another trick, but Lyle didn’t really care if he had to spend the rest of the party naked and wet. He found an empty spot on a nearby shelf, emptied his pockets onto it, then took off his clothes, put them in the washing machine, and entered the shower stall. He didn’t bother looking for a washcloth among the folded fabrics against the far wall; he found washcloths awkward to use and rarely bothered with them. There were a number of squeeze bottles on a shelf inside the stall, and at least one appeared to be the body wash Lyle would need to clean himself properly. He had his shower, then turned off the water and looked through the clear door of the stall at the shelves on the far wall. There were folded towels immediately across from the stall, and the room was narrow enough that Lyle could probably reach one without stepping out. The towels were all different colours; Lyle looked at them for a few seconds before settling on a beige one. He opened the stall door, grabbed his chosen towel, dried off, and then stepped out of the stall. He then wrapped the towel around himself and started to investigate the wall shelves more thoroughly. The section closest to the shower was filled with folded towels and washcloths; nothing in this section resembled a garment. Walking deeper into the bathroom, away from the door, however, Lyle found a section of thinner folded fabrics, also in a variety of colours and several with patterns on them. Were these the robes? Lyle picked a fabric with a design he liked, took it off the shelf, and unfolded it. It did indeed appear to be a garment of some kind. It wasn’t fluffy like a bathrobe, and it didn’t open at the front like a kimono; it was more like a long t-shirt, although it had pockets at the sides about halfway between the neck and the hem. Lyle put his head and arms through, then removed his towel and pulled the hem of the garment down. It easily covered his knees, but did not appear to be in danger of dragging on the floor. Lyle turned around to look at himself in the mirror. He had never worn such a garment before, but it looked like a reasonable thing to wear to a party: casual, but not sleepwear. Having reached the end of the room, Lyle turned back toward the door. The toilet was no longer useful to him, and he didn’t need the sink, having just showered, so he walked back to the front of the room. He put his towel in the washing machine as he didn’t see another receptacle for it and didn’t want to be carrying it around, and he retrieved the contents of his pants pockets from the shelf where he had left them and placed them in the pockets of his new robe. Then he unlocked the door and opened it to look back at the stage. The curtain had been closed, and a “Wet Floor” sign had been placed on the stage. Lyle’s sandals were still next to the door; he put them back on now that he was clean and dry. The girls from the “performance” were still there, chatting with each other off to the side. Despite what they had done earlier, Lyle didn’t feel particularly threatened by them, and the night was still young, so he made his way toward them. Cynthia, who was in the group, noticed Lyle approaching and turned to face him. “Are you done?” she asked, smiling pleasantly. “Yeah,” Lyle said. He closed the rest of the distance between them and then Cynthia gave him a tight hug. After a few seconds, Cynthia released the hug and asked, “Want to come check out our dance floor?” “Yeah, that sounds fun,” Lyle answered. “Great, let’s go!” Cynthia said. She led Lyle off stage, and the rest of the group went with them. Lyle was really looking forward to the rest of this party.
  8. I know this happens to kids somewhat frequently, but I have always wondered if tickling could also work on adults as a way to make them pee, or at least make them more desperate. Kids are more easily get carried away and maybe haven't built up the tolerance to focus on bladder control when they are being physically distracted, or perhaps just don't care enough to try sometimes.. Online says that ticking someone can make them pee even for older ages but this has not been my experience nor have I ever seen this happen to an adult. If I am ever laughing or distracted by something and suddenly feel the urge to pee I can pretty quickly shift my focus to prevent myself from leaking. I do have some adult friends who have admitted to me a couple times that they "peed a little" while experiencing laughter or other intense emotions, but never a full on accident like I've seen kids have and never while being tickled. Has anyone here (especially an experienced holder) ever wet them selves while being tickled by someone or seen it happen to someone else? If so I would be really curious to know why you think it happened and how desperate you/they were before being tickled? Also if you have found that either males or females are more susceptible to this phenomenon I would be really interested to know and why . In children I have definitely seen more boys have accidents than girls but girls also mature faster. If tickling is something that actually works it seams like a HUGE vulnerability in our urinary system’s holding capabilities hahaha! And would be fun to try and exploit on someone at some point . Thanks so much everyone!
  9. Has anyone ever had an actual true wetting accident in front of their friend/friends? Even a significant other would probably qualify. For example, not being able to hold it in the car, getting scared on a rollercoaster, being tickled, stuck in an elevator, etc. If so, what happened and how did they react?
  10. View File Tickles and bed wetting Sometimes daddy takes his games too far! This time daddy is playing with my body tied to the bed and he suddenly came up with the perverse idea of tickling me until I wet my bed!! I don't know if I'm going to stand it... I really want to pee and my daddy won't let me!! I don't want to wet my bed... Submitter melikai Submitted 06/12/2022 Category Female  
  11. My boyfriend and I met on tinder. Before we were “official”, he asked about things I was into to test sexual comparability. I didn’t tell him everything, because I know it can be off-putting. I pretty much just said basic dom/sub stuff, choking, bondage, etc. he asked if I’d let him piss on me and I said yes. A day or two later, he asks again and I again say yes, if he wanted to I’d let him. we talk one night, again before we’re officially together, and we’re flirting. I excuse myself to the restroom and he tells me no. I say “what? I have to pee” and he tells me no, I can’t go. It turned me on so much, but I went anyways. Later, now together, I’ve teased him about it and he insists he’s not into it, but is always embarrassed. He says he was just seeing how submissive I was. He’s pissed on other girls though, but said he didn’t really feel strongly either way about it. I told him about a month ago that I’ve done stuff like that before and he asked if why I always teased him was because I wanted him to piss on me. I said I didn’t know, but I didn’t think he was actually not into it and I wanted him to know I’m open to it. He said he’d have to be in a certain mood. ever since, he’s made multiple “jokes” about peeing on me, telling me to pee myself, saying he’ll tickle me until I wet myself on him, and asking me to record myself peeing myself and acting embarrassed for him. Of course, all “jokes”. We watched porn together once and a star he pulled up had piss porn videos. He’s said he should tie me up until I piss myself, but also says he’s not really into it he just thinks it’s funny. I obviously don’t want to make him uncomfortable or tell him how much I want it if he doesn’t actually like it, but it really seems like he does. Maybe I just want him to like it? Does anyone else have experiences like this?
  12. It was Dahlia's 23rd birthday, and she invited Stella, Willow, and I over to a private beach owned by an anonymous yet trustworthy friend of hers. She suggested that we all wear adult diapers so our waste didn't get in the water. So, after a quick group pee, we wiped each other's crotch, sprinkled baby powder on each other, and slipped on the diapers before getting in Stella's car. On the way there, Willow pleaded, "If at any point I start to get horny on the beach, don't be disgusted if you see me try to masturbate. These beaches are holy places for nudists and sex-crazy couples!" She has a kink for beaches. "Relax, Willow," Stella said. "This beach is reserved just for the four of us! No one else is following us here! So, you can swim as much or as little as you want!" "That's right," Dahlia reaffirmed. "And if you feel like you hafta go potty, that's what the nappies are for! They can hold a lot when you do your business in 'em! Plus, they're just so warm to do business in... ahh... if it makes your tushie look bigger than normal!" We all laughed for a bit. "No, seriously," I voiced my concerns, "what if they somehow leak while we're swimming?" Dahlia thought for a moment, then shrugged and said, "I don't know. Just make sure to change your diapers and reapply baby powder if it's too much to handle." The rest of us nodded approval. "Did we bring extras?" I asked. "Uh... yes." Willow said after looking in the back. "I just checked. And there's a lot more than what we need!" I looked back and saw four packages of diapers. "You people sure are weird..." Stella cooed. "...and gross." We all chuckled at Stella's feigned disgust. ------------------------------------------ When we arrived, a person in a white waist jacket asked us for verification at a window. Dahlia said, "It's my birthday today! And I've got three friends covered for! So can we please go to the beach?" "Hmm..." the figure said calmly. "Dahlia Snickerdoodle... never thought I'd see you here. It's been a long time since one of your fam last stopped at my place. Who are your three friends?" "This is Tom Clover, this is Stella Penelope-" (she pronounced it "pen-el-OH-pay") "It's 'puh-NELL-uh-pee,'" Stella quickly corrected. "Anyway," Dahlia continued, "the third friend here with me is Willow Drake. She's right in the backseat with Tom." The figure put his hand to their chin. "Thomas Clover, Stella Penelope, and Willow Drake... with you, Mrs. Snickerdoodle... on your birthday, you said?" "Mm hmm." "Welp, guess I'll just enable the birthday policy. You're all getting ninety percent off. So..." *they mumble a bit* "that'll be forty-four dollars and eighty-eight cents." "Just take a fifty bill, please." Dahlia put it in the one slit the window had. "All right," the figure said, a bit irritated. "You're getting one dollar bill, two nickels, and two pennies." "Thank you." "My pleasure. Now, don't cause any trouble while you're in there." Dahlia sang, "We won't!" And so we went onto the beach.
  13. Prince Andrew hadn't exactly expected to be in the position he's in. Actually he didn't expect it at all. Having been kidnapped by orcs and tied up for their 'use', it was horrific. Be sat on the metal 'bed' with his arms up and legs spread, they'd taken his usual uniform, ones he specifically wore to other countries and locations as a sign of respect. It was all torn and put exactly on the floor where he could see it, just adding the the torment. All he had left was his boxers, and even then they had a few holes at the ends, it was fraied. His eyes shot around the dungeon, trying to see through the dark, it was even to dark for his elven eyes. He cursed to himself for a moment, frustration with everything that had happened. It was horrible. It was cold. He felt like he could feel and hear everything. But there he sat, scared and trembling. Suddenly, a light from the corner of his eye caught his attention. A large, orc frame quickly caught it as well. Everything about his aura was angry. "You. Elf. Did you take it?" Andrew quickly yelled, "No, you brute! I don't need your garbage, let me go back home!" He whinced a little, tugging hard at the restraints. They were strong, despite the noises they made at his struggling. The orc just chuckles, and moves over to turn a light on. The elfs eyes burned as they got used to the sudden bright lights but once they did, a horrified look on his face came. There were a assortment of different toys, torture tools to the elf. He quickly shot up to look at the orc, while the orc stared down at his body. And his eyes seems to linger at his bladder. Andrew had quite the strong bladder, could hold for ages if he wanted too. But it definitely showed, there was a buldge right between his hips. He hadn't even realized. He hums a little, uninterested but noting what the orc saw. Though, while he was distracted, the orc started slowly and gently dragging his claws up his sides to his ribs. Nearly immediately a grin crept arross his face, but no noise spilled out. He wouldn't let it. He refused. The orc smiled down at the elf, he asked again, "did ya take it, princeling?" "No." The elf glared up at the orc, before he moved to scratch up the sides of his back, giggles spill out. With the elf moving so much, he found it quite a bit harder to keep holding in his piss. The orc grinned at the situation, dispite how light it was, given the longer term plans. The orc pulls his hands away, leaving Andrew desperately trying to catch his breath. The orc says in a fake high pitched whine, "you know how this goes, Andrew, give in and I'll go easy on you." He knew the elf wouldn't take him up on the offer; but it was fun to watch the man struggle, knowing he could have gotten out of it earlier. "Absolutely not, Erik. You know I'll never take you up on that. I'd rather choke right here." The elf said, firmly. His face twisted in a scowl, his nose scrunched. The orc laughed, "remember the safe word, love?" "Orange." "Good." The orcs nails scattered around the elves armpits, digging into the hollows. Andrew squealed, quickly dropping into hysterics. His bladder slowly giving out, dispite the struggle to avoid it. Drops leaked out into his grey boxers, it was noticable in the cotton. The orc gave an amused smile, "you'll wet yourself if you can't just admit it." The elf was far too gone already to respond. The orc gave him a loving smile, and pulled away, walking towards the elfs bladder. "There's nothing to admit, I didn't take the stupid vase. You just found it a garage sale, regardless. Who cares?" "It's the principle. I know how elves are, always sneaking around and stealing whatever they so damn well please. Was it worth it?" The orc slid his hands around the elfs bladder, before a strong push was given. The elf squealed and 'oh!' and 'please, let go!' quickly spilled from the man's mouth. The orc did as he said for a moment, only to target his inner thighs next. Nails gently being dragged down, gentle touches right before the cruelest ones always made the elf squirm. And he did just that, trying desperately to shut his legs. And then the crueler touchs followed, the orc digged his nails in, making quick circles around the skin. The elf let out a yelp before loud laughter filled the dungeon. His bladder gave out fully, leaking everywhere on the cold metal he was laying on. Andrews face redded, humiliated. "Oh no..couldnt take it anymore, could you, princess?" The orc teased. "D-dohohont call me that!" He managed to respond, though cackles. The orc pulled his hands away, "wanna admit it?" "I..I..t-took it." "Good, let's get you cleaned up for your trip back to that little village you live in." The orc laughed as the tired elf pouts. "Okay, my love."
  14. Disclaimer: this comment is to anchor my progress. More content to come here. Also... Warning: this is an ABDL story. Fetishes are bound to be visualized. If you don't like any of the fetishes shown here, please click off the story. The romance story "The Heartwarming Flood" is not known for its vanilla sex scenes, after all!
  15. Hello, everyone! I'm looking for an old video of a girl getting her hand placed in warm water by another girl, causing her to wet herself in her sleep. She then gets up and tickles the other girl until she wets her pants.
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    Title: Women who feel Omorashi Release Date: July 01, 2019 Resolution: 720x404 Format: MP4 Runtime: 109min Actresses: Kanon Kuga, Mai Tominaga, Mei Haruki, Mirei Morishita, Moe Kurashina JAV ID: DOKS-487 Language: Japanese
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  17. View File DOKS-487 Title: Women who feel Omorashi Release Date: July 01, 2019 Resolution: 720x404 Format: MP4 Runtime: 109min Actresses: Kanon Kuga, Mai Tominaga, Mei Haruki, Mirei Morishita, Moe Kurashina JAV ID: DOKS-487 Language: Japanese Submitter maxomaxo2 Submitted 04/15/2022 Category JAV Collections  
  18. Kyuu

    Rub rub (continued!)

    From the album: Shizuku Artwork

    Artist: @Biku

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    You cheated on me! You told me after class that we were going to go to your house to finish the homework... but here I am! tied up and handcuffed to a chair! you perver! taking advantage of my naivety! And now you're going to tickle me until I can't take it anymore and pee myself! Oh no! this is going to be torment...
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