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  1. Version 1.0.1

    101 downloads

    Support the developers here. RPGMV game, supports Windows, MacOSX and Linux. Play online.

    Free

  2. I'm finally back with a 2-in-1 wetting comic! This tale has been on my radar for years and its turn for an illustrated take has come. "Story From a Lurker" is a little gem recounting the author's college days, on a night where she studied with her roommate and then went to a party. Despite not drinking alcohol, the storyteller (who goes by Bonnie) filled her bladder up quite a bit with a water bottle at the library and a soda at the party. The drive home is a desperate one for her, much to the amusement of her roommate Jill. She endures a few leaks on her way out of the car and up the stairs, all the while being teased by Jill. She might finally reach her bathroom but with how full she is, Bonnie arrives a few steps and a couple seconds too late. But if the end of her desperation isn't enough, Jill gets so entertained laughing at Bonnie's predicament that she herself leaks a little bit. And with the playful relationship these roomies and best friends share, Bonnie has a fun plan to level the playing field and leave them both with soiled laundry to do. This comic contains 2 separate wetting scenes, lots of building up of desperation for the first and a quick tickling session that leads to the second. Told over 32 pages, there is a substantial amount of nudity, especially after the storyteller's pants become too wet to keep wearing. Just like my other releases, each page of this comic has a scaled-down duplicate for easier reading within the 'lowres' subfolder, with the original larger copy of each one also available in the 'hires' subfolder. There's no shortage of stories to be found at that website, and while I have other proposed projects on the way, I still hope to continue illustrating these wonderful toilet tales for as long as I'm able. Thank you to everyone here who buys and supports my work for letting me make that happen. The original text for Bonnie's "Story From a Lurker" can be found on Toiletstool.com, Old Posts From the Toilet: Page 2262 https://www.toiletstool.com/toilet/toiletpostchz.htm

    $5.99

  3. Version 1.0.0

    73 downloads

    Support the developers here to bring more joy on these girls' faces. Play online. Please report bugs you encounter.

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  4. Version 1.0.0

    76 downloads

    Support the developers here. RPGMV game, supports Windows, MacOSX and Linux. Play online. I always try my best to make sure everything is right before uploading. But please report any bug you encountered. This is the lastest one of the three tickling games made by noircastle. 1: 2:

    Free

  5. Version 1.0.1

    185 downloads

    Support the developers here, it's dirt cheap for such a fine work. Google translate + translator++ Guides are in the attachments. I packed in 7z archives, so no encoding problems anymore. Windows, MacOS, linux and web. This game seems to require a lot of resources just to load into menu, so be patient with web version. Also, I don't know if it is just me, but this game is now running very well on Firefox. This kind of electron games are based on chrome, so I suggest to use chrome to play online. If you find any bug, please comment below. Guide.txt 楽して攻略したい人のためのメモ.txt

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  6. So, me and my boyfriend Eric are in Quarantine together at his house, and we got an idea yesterday morning. "Wanna have some fun?" He asked, pulling out a bag of diapers. We had the day off, so of course I said yes. I wore the same short, tight jean shorts (I have dubbed my omo shorts) that I had wet in last time, and when I looked in the mirror, you could clearly tell I was wearing a diaper. Except, I had a pair of panties underneath the diaper for extra fun. I put on a bikini top because why not, and headed downstairs to meet him in the living room. Eric himself put on his tight jeans and a shimple white tee, "well, look who's ready for some fun." He whispered, and pulled out a sleeve of sprite. I nodded, and eagerly downed four cans in the first hour. He had turned the heat down in his house so we would enjoy this even more. We were sitting on his couching playing minecraft on his Xbox, when I felt that I was starting to need to go. He smirked and said, "lemme guess, gotta go?" I nodded, and he pulled me on his lap, smiled approvingly, and I felt as my panties were soon deliciously warm and wet and the diaper had caught some of it. Now I downed another two cans. I laid down on my stomach, wanting to feel the pressure. When that became unbearable, I had sat back up. Eric had a finger in my belt loop and somehow, his dick was now out of his diaper and in the back of mine. He smirked and said, "panties under, eh? How naughty of you!" He said, and then proceeded to pee inside my diaper. When he was halfway done, he swiftly pulled himself out of my diaper and into his own to finish off the job. "Ahh." I heard he say, now nice and relaxed. Now, two hours later, I had to go again. Eric smirked as he saw the crotch of my diaper dampen and then leak. At this point I was done with the diaper, as he bought cheap ones, and just decided to wet in my panties and shorts. Eric's eyesbrows raised as I came out and said, "now I'm gonna have some real fun." He decided me would too, so he ran and took his off. I heard his stomach gurgle and an "omph" escape his lips as he no doubt popped in his pants. He looked at me and said, "when are you gonna go?" I shook my head and said, "you'll see." I had to pee, so I positioned myself over his crotch and peed all over both of us, turning us both on. He stood up and you could see the bulge from his load as he walked, so naughty and yet adorable. I felt a twinge myself. He had walked out, and of course today I hasdn't pooped since Sunday, and so when I let it escape, I was embarrassed and yet happy with myself. Eric came back, brows arched. "Well...did someone poop?" He asked. I nodded and pointed. "Wow, so hot." He whispered, coming up behind me and picking me up. Him and my best friend Sarah love doing this to me, and he threw me and heard the squelch. My eyes widened as I felt the load move, feeling amazing. I walked back over and rubbed his crotch till it was his turn. I have no idea how long the two of us sitting there, full of poop. Either way, it was fun!!
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  8. When Olivia steals Alisha’s ice cream, she must be punished! What is her punishment? Being tickled relentlessly until she wets her pants. The scene starts with Alisha angrily searching the freezer, her precious ice cream nowhere to be found. Accepting that her ice cream is simply gone, there can be only one culprit- Olivia. After being interrogated, Olivia reveals that she might have had something to do with the vanishing ice cream. As punishment, Alisha tickles Olivia without mercy. Ultimately, Olivia ends up peeing in her pants. Only then does Alisha stop tickling her, hoping that the experience was enough to teach Olivia a lesson- Leave other people’s ice cream alone.
  9. I'm curious to know what everyone's favorite kind of omorashi is! I love watching skirt and panty wetting videos, just wish there was more out there to watch.. I love reading stories on here of people in skirts and panties really needing to go. There are some really good ones out there!
  10. I'm curious to know what everyone's favorite kind of omorashi is! I love watching skirt and panty wetting videos, just wish there was more out there to watch.. I love reading stories on here of people in skirts and panties really needing to go. There are some really good ones out there!
  11. 1,913 downloads

    Hello this is the first video I upload, I have found in this page there some videos are copyrighted and can not be upload here for that reason, I hope this one is not one of them. DESCRIPTION: This hot girl (Allissa) is tied to a bed and tickled by other girl until she pees in her bikini, Allissa begged several times to stop tickling her, but she didn´t stop, you can´t see her crotch when she is peeing because the other girl cover it in that momento , only after she gets wet, but still is a good one video. CAUTION: Maybe could be a bit disturbing for some people, because the tied girl says thinks like "I hate you"

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  12. I found this and I know some of you are into this sort of thing: https://www5.javmost.com/DOKS-388/ And another one: https://www5.javmost.com/DOKS-323
  13. Wearing only a t-shirt and panties, Sosha is tied up, spanked, and tickled until she pees in her underwear in this sexy bondage video. We join Sosha already tied up and desperate to pee as she is tormented by Alisha. It is Alisha’s goal to make Sosha pee herself, which Sosha, of course, is resisting. To accomplish this, Alisha is relentlessly tickling Sosha. If Sosha screams, Alisha punishes her with spankings. Eventually, Sosha is unable to hold back the flood. The relentless tickles and hard spankings are too much for her and she pees through her panties all over the floor. Finally, after peeing herself, Alisha sets her free with a single condition, she must clean up her own puddle. We leave Sosha as she is on the floor, mopping up her puddle, still wearing her wet panties.
  14. A story I wrote years ago about a fictional school bully, Aran, aged 18 and in his final year at British high school, who is put into a very desperate predicament as an act of revenge. The person teasing Aran is anonymous and although originally written to be male (because of the ending), with a small re-write could just as easily be female as well. Hope you enjoy! Aran awoke with a groan. His vision was swirling, blood rushed in his ears, and his head pounded. Where am I? How did I get here? He wondered, and as the room came into focus, he found that he was exactly where he expected to be - in a practice room in his school’s music block. But when he tried to move his hands, he found that he couldn’t. They were tied behind his back. In fact, he couldn’t move, full stop. He looked down, his vision clearing, and saw ropes, tight around his body, pinning him to a chair. What the hell? Aran thought, and tried to remember how he’d got here. He remembered he’d been given a message from his music teacher, telling him he was behind on coursework and needed to stay after school on Wednesday to finish it off. He had done so, and remembered walking down the corridor, then a sound, arms wrapped tightly around him. Then somehow he'd ended up here, tied to a chair, helpless. But who? Why? So many questions floated around his head, and he was snapped to attention by a sudden throb from his bladder. He was achingly desperate for a piss. He hadn’t used the school toilets all day, which was usual for him. Almost every day he found himself sitting through the bus ride home with clenched teeth, fidgeting his legs and grasping himself when he thought it was safe to do so, before arriving home, unlocking the door and running up the stairs to the bathroom, where a very relieving piss awaited him. He’d never make a show of it, or admit to needing to go, and sit in afternoon lessons, jiggled his knees, crossing his ankles, and occasionally biting his lip. But he’d never had to go as badly as he did now, and he wondered how long he’d been tied up. He tried to move his legs around, but he soon found that he was helpless, and no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn’t do anything to help him hold in the torrent of piss in his bursting bladder, squashed by his uncomfortable school uniform and the rope across his stomach. He looked up at the ceiling in anguish, and tugged as hard as he dared without squashing his bladder any more, but it was no use. Not only was he fastened securely to the chair, his hands, arms, legs and ankles were all tightly bound. He couldn’t even squirm around to ease his discomfort. It had been a swelteringly hot day, and not only had he drunk the two large bottles of water in his school bag, he’d refilled them at the drinking fountains and finished both of them off a second time. The room he was in was warm, making him sweat slightly. He stopped struggling, realising that there was no way he could escape. His bladder was sending waves of desperation through him, and he couldn’t remember a time where he’d been so completely bursting to go for a wee. Suddenly, he heard footsteps in the corridor outside. His heart pounded, and he tried to call for help, but his mouth was gagged, and he could only manage a muffled ‘hhmfff! Mmmmff!’. But he didn’t need to, as whoever was outside the room came in, shutting the door quietly behind him. Aran couldn’t see who it was, as he couldn’t look behind him due to the ropes pinning him, and didn’t see whoever it was pull a strip of black material out of their bag… Surely he was free, finally able to do something about the aching, throbbing sensation in his overfull bladder. “Not so fast” I said, as I tied the blindfold around Aran’s eyes. He protested, but I shushed him, moving around to take a look at my handiwork. Aran had been nothing but a pain in the ass to me all these years, and I had seen him mentally crush people, pouncing on their weaknesses. I used to think that he wasn't so bad, but over the years I’ve grown to see him as who he really is. A bully, and a jealous, nasty one at that. I thought I’d teach him a long overdue lesson. I’d tied the ropes perfectly, and watching him struggle against them gave me a sense of satisfaction. He seemed so helpless, sitting there in his school uniform, unable to move, unable to see his tormentor. He was trying to say something, but I didn’t want to hear it. I already knew what he wanted, more than anything else in the world. I knew how badly he must need to pee, of course, as I had sat near him earlier during the final lesson of the day, and watched him squirm around, frantically trying to hold on until the bell rang. He’d jiggle his knees frantically, fan them in and out, cross his ankles under his chair, even bring his legs up onto the chair to help relieve some of the discomfort he was feeling. He’d even given a slight moan at one point, leaning forward with his hands under the table, before glancing around to make sure nobody had noticed. But I had. The look on his face when the teacher asked him to stay behind after the bell was priceless, and it gave me extra time to get ready, and get him into the predicament in which he now found himself. I knelt down, and loosened the rope around his middle every so slightly. I grinned, and reached my hand up inside his shirt, resting gently on his poor, bursting bladder. I was surprised at how far his bladder was protruding, and it was as hard as a rock. He must have had more than a litre of pee sloshing around inside of him. I pressed down gently, just below his abdomen, where the bladder is most sensitive. He squirmed, pulling away from my fingers, teasing him into submission. I found that he was very ticklish, and ran my fingers against his skin, forcing myself not to laugh as I watched him frantically trying to get free. I ceased my teasing, for the time being, and noticed that he was trying to talk through the gag. I bent down, and whispered in his ear, my voice soft. “Aw, do you need to go for a wee wee? Does the little boy need to piss? Psssssssssspsssspssss” I made a noise like water leaking from a pipe, and I heard him groan through his gag. Glancing at his grey school trousers, I couldn’t see a single wet spot or patch of damp. I admired his bladder control, but I would soon push him to bursting point, where he would have no choice but to leak at least a few drops. I knelt down in front of him, my fingers teasing down his thighs. He was tensing them, and I tickled him quickly on the inside of them, smiling to myself as I watched him squirm with every movement of my fingers. I had complete control over him, he was at my mercy. I wondered if he was ticklish on his feet, so I undid his shoelaces and pulled his shoes off slowly, revealing his feet in grey stripy socks. I took hold of one of his feet, and I could feel him tense up. Noticing the way he was desperately trying to pull away from my hands, I pulled a fingernail gently along the bottom of his foot. He snorted loudly through the gag, straining at the bonds holding his body to the chair, but it was no use. I started tickling like crazy, digging my nails in and moving up and down the soles of his feet. The more I tickled, the more he struggled, and the more his bladder was pulled tight by the rope around his middle. I reached out and tickled both of his feet at the same time, watching him yank at his bonds and laughing through his gag, his head going from side to side in pure torment, unable to wriggle away and completely at the mercy of my fingers. I carried on tickling and teasing him for several minutes, keeping an eye on his trousers half expecting a wet spot, but he held firm. After I felt like he'd finally had enough, I slowed down and eventually let go of his feet, moving around to the back of his chair. He was trying to mumble something through the gag, but I had no time for his smart comments. I reached down and pressed onto his bladder again, causing him to moan as I felt the rock hard, firm bulge. I was quite impressed that he was still holding and hadn't leaked a single drop, he must have been incredibly desperate to go. I stood up and took a pair of scissors out of my bag, snipping through two of the ropes binding him to the chair. “Up.” I said, sternly. He didn’t move. “I said, stand up.” I repeated in a calm voice, and yanked him upwards, pulling the chair away. As soon as he was stood up, Aran bent over slightly, bobbing up and down on the spot and mumbling something through his gag that sounded a lot like "gonna piss myself". I wondered if he had actually started to wet himself, but somehow, miraculously, he was managing to hold on. He really must have exceptional bladder control, but I knew that he must be close to his limit. “Still dry?” I asked quietly, giving his bladder a gentle prod (it was visibly bulging against the waistband of his tight fitting school trousers, and I almost felt sorry for him as he gave yet another urgent moan through his gag). “Don’t worry, I’ll let you piss soon.” I accentuated the ‘s’ sound, drawing it on longer that usual. “Would you like that? A nice, long, relieving piss, letting all that piss in that swollen bladder of yours gush out like a firehose?”. At this, he grunted what sounded a bit like "yes please" through his gag and nodded, and started to jig a little on the spot, pushing his thighs together and tapping his feet ever so slightly. However, because the rope binding his ankles was attached to the one around his midriff, every movement he made pulled the rope tighter across his bladder. He tried to cross his legs but this too merely squished his bladder more and more. Giving up, he settled on leaning forwards, bobbing quickly ever so slightly at the knees. I could tell he was close to completely letting go and soaking his trousers. He was trying to squeeze his thighs together, and I suppose with his hands tied behind his back, this was the closest he could get to holding himself. “Well, I’m bored, I think you’ve had enough”. I said, “I’ll let you piss now”. Aran didn’t change his movements, but he heard well enough. I could almost feel the sense of relief mixed with that contrasting, intense urgency which he was fighting to control. There was a large plastic mop bucket in the corner of the room, which I'd taken from a cleaning cupboard earlier. I picked up the bucket and carefully placed it on the floor directly in front of him, and I stood on the other side of it, so that I was facing him with the bucket in between us. “Yeah, I’ll let you piss… but do you mind if I go first? I haven't had chance to go all day." I unzipped my fly, pulled out my dick and let loose a strong stream of urine directly into the bucket, sighing loudly with relief. The sound of my piss splashing noisily and forcefully against the bottom of the plastic bucket filled the small room, and I knew that hearing it would push Aran to the brink of soaking his trousers. It felt good, really good, as I hadn't relieved myself since first waking up that morning and had been bursting to go throughout most of the afternoon. It felt even better knowing that Aran could hear every drop, every splash, every moan and sigh, desperately wanting to relieve himself too but having no choice but to wait for his turn. My pee continued to pour out of me with force, and I couldn't believe that Aran was still holding on, bobbing slightly and continuing to press his thighs together, moaning something like "oh please hurry up" through his gag. He must have been right on the edge. But just then, right as my stream was starting to gradually die down, my pee trickling teasingly into the bucket in front of him, Aran moaned quietly through the gag and bent forwards. I heard a loud hiss as he finally began to release his bladder after holding on for so many hours, an impressively strong stream of urine bursting out of his dick and utterly soaking the crotch of his grey school trousers before steadily pouring down his legs like a waterfall. He was frozen in place, still bent forwards slightly, moaning softly with relief as he continued to empty himself, pissing steadily as warm pee streamed down his trousers, completely drenching them and trickling down to his feet, soaking his socks and forming a huge dark patch on the carpet. He carried on peeing steadily for at least 2 minutes, after which point his trousers and socks were so wet that it looked like he'd just waded through a lake, and the carpet underneath him was soaking in his pee. I was slightly impressed by how much long he was peeing for, and he must have been holding so much inside him. "Oh Aran, could you not wait for me to finish? I was almost done, and you could have used the bucket instead of pissing yourself" I teased, and he shook his head. He was quiet now, red faced and humiliated, but clearly feeling intense relief after his massive piss. "Do you feel better now that you've... er, relieved yourself?" I asked, a hint of sympathy in my voice. He paused for a second, then nodded, blushing. He had clearly learnt his lesson. I took the scissors and quietly snipped a single rope, which left him able to slowly untie himself. "You can untie yourself now, if you're quick you might be able to escape before a teacher comes to check the rooms" I said quietly, and he nodded. I picked up my bag and left the room, closing the door quietly behind me, leaving him to it. Just before I left the building, I picked up a 'Caution: Wet Floor' sign from the cleaning cupboard down the corridor and placed it outside the door. I smiled, wondering if Aran would see the funny side.
  15. Watch Sosha pee in her diaper, causing it to overflow and make a puddle on the floor, in this desperate wetting video. The setup for this scene is simple- Sosha is tied up wearing only a pink t-shirt and a pull-on style diaper. Desperate to pee, she is tickled mercilessly by Alisha, who is intent on making Sosha’s diaper wet. We get to watch as Sosha squirms and struggles to hold on, but ultimately loses control. When Sosha does pee, it is such a huge flood that her diaper quickly grows saturated and flows over. Pee spills from the diaper and runs down her legs, forming a puddle around her feet. Sosha is frozen in horror as she wets herself, while Alisha looks on gleefully. Carefully, Alisha removes Sosha’s soggy diaper. She holds it up so Sosha can see just how much she peed in it, humiliating Sosha even more. Ultimately, Alisha decides that Sosha has had enough and unties her so she can go clean up.
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  18. Chapter 1 David was sitting in the front row of the school bus taking him home from school. The seats were wide enough for two to fit comfortably, but no one was sitting next to David; most students preferred to sit near the back of the bus, where they could feel the bumps in the road more strongly. There were two girls sitting across the aisle from David: a blonde, sitting next to the aisle, and a brunette, sitting next to the window. Both were attractive, but so were a good many of David’s classmates. David alternated between watching the two girls and looking out his own window; there wasn't much else he could see from where he was sitting. About two-thirds of the way through the ride, while David was looking out the window, he heard a gasp and turned just in time to see the brunette plunge both hands tightly between her legs. The blonde was giggling. "I can't believe you would watersucker me in public!" the brunette exclaimed, quietly but clearly horrified. Watersucker? David thought, confused. He had never heard that term before. "We're almost home," the blonde replied. "Anyway, you got me while we were out hiking." "There was no one else around." "So it's the other people that bother you? The seat backs are too high for anyone to see you without standing up." The brunette looked around, then pointed at David. "He can see," she said. "All right, one person." "You know I'm going to get you back for this." "I'm sure you will," the blonde retorted. "In the meantime, though . . ." she started to tickle the brunette's sides. "Oh my god, stop. Stop. I have to pee." "That's the point." They stopped talking at that point. The blonde continued to giggle and tickle the brunette, who tried to squirm away from the blonde’s fingers while continuing to hold herself tightly with both hands. David, his mouth open slightly, could not take his eyes off of them. The brunette tried to glare angrily at the blonde a few times, but then she would crack up from the tickling, squeeze her vulva with the hands holding it, and then concentrate her efforts on trying to getting away from the tickling while, apparently, struggling not to wet her pants. After awhile she started squeezing herself repeatedly even while trying to avoid being tickled, and then she gave on the dodging attempts, crossed one leg over the other, and tensed her thighs briefly. David’s mouth had gone dry. He closed it and swallowed, then opened it again. “Aww,” the blonde started to tease, “do you have to go pee pee? Are you going to wet your pants like a little kid? Are you going to have an embarrassing accident on a crowded school bus?” She was smiling broadly. “I hate you,” the brunette said flatly. They were speaking quietly, presumably so as not to attract the attention of the entire school bus, but David was still able to hear what they said if he listened properly. The brunette tensed her thighs again. The bus stopped. David started; he had forgotten that he was on a moving vehicle. The blonde looked out the girls’ window and said, “Oh, here we are.” She turned to face the aisle and slowly slid out of the seat. As she slowly stood up, she looked at David. David half hoped, half dreaded that she would say something to him. She did not. She merely looked at him for a few moments, her expression showing nothing more than passing curiosity, and then turned and started walking toward the door to the bus, which the driver had opened. The brunette was now sitting at the edge of the seat that the girls had shared, her legs still crossed and her hands still between them. She, too, looked at David, and her expression showed exasperation, as well as the understandable panic of being about to pee in her pants. The exasperation, however, was not directed at David. She did say something to David: “I’m going to get her back for this.” The way she said it, David believed her, although he was still kind of confused about what was going on. The brunette then uncrossed her legs and slowly got up, still holding her vulva tightly. David suspected that her slowness was for an entirely different reason than that of the blonde. The two girls made their way out of the bus, the blonde still moving with what David assumed was deliberate slowness, the brunette pee pee dancing furiously and urging her companion to hurry up. Once they made it to the sidewalk, the blonde resumed tickling the brunette’s sides. The bus door closed and the bus started moving again. David watched the two girls out the window. The brunette was bent forward, her hands still between her legs, hobbling along the sidewalk, stopping frequently to squeeze her thighs together, while the blonde tailgated her and tickled her constantly. David continued to watch them until the bus turned a corner and they were out of sight. When David’s mother got home later that day, David asked her, “Mom, what does ‘watersucker’ mean?” His mother looked at him uncertainly. “Watersucker? Something that sucks up water?” That didn’t make sense. But David didn’t feel comfortable discussing the circumstances under which he had heard the term used, so he said, “Never mind,” and went back to doing his homework.
  19. I thought that there could be suggestions about a game, which includes an animated human person, the player could choose the player's skin-tone, appearance, add piercings and tattoos, change the color of the eyes and hair (also the haircut), the outfit, etc. instead of just choosing a gender like "male" and "female". most color-section can be shown with a moveable bar-section, where the amount can visually be seen on the character's appearance. there could be either a dice for starting the environment of the game ...the background and details. it could show numbers or small pictures. there could be a room for public-desperation, or being somewhere alone and it's at night and the player should find the toilet, or being blindfolded in an unknown room (optionally to being bondaged) and when partly freeing yourself, you can see a person or a machine ready to tickle specific body-parts, e.g. the feet, armpits, belly, etc. pet-play could also be a part of the game, like a wolf-similar human who wears a murrsuit and a diaper underneath. accidentally scenes and situations on purpose could be included and also depend on the player's actions. each room is showing the current state of the bladder's fullness with a vertical-bar which is increasing or decreasing, depending on the player's actions. there could be actions like "what will you do, if you're in ... situation?", where are some replys able to choose, but only one can be chosen in this case. for example in public it could be something like "1) entering the nearest building, 2) try to find a corner to secretly release some pressure on your bladder. 3) openly squeeze some of your lower body-parts' area to keep holding in the fluids." etc. or it could also show a picture of the chosen action, also in animated style and maybe instead of words it will show a picture of the action instead. there's also a hint before the player can even start the game. there are different ways why ...and also how the player got into the situation of wearing diapers, what's the starting-amount of the player's bladder-capacity, an amount for the player's in-game age (but at least 18+ years old), etc. also the player's diaper's style, colour, shape, etc. can be chosen and maybe a short-game is starting with someone who puts on the diaper (but no genitals can be seen in general, there's just the camera-angle placed where it's safe to watch ...sometimes from the top, sideways, from the bottom, etc. and maybe the sun-reflection from outside of the window is also preventing the game-viewer to see private-parts. also furnitures can block the direct-view and maybe persons walking by or food or drinks which are placed on a table and in the background the player can be seen getting from underwear into diapers and actually no unclothed scenes can be seen). the player's size, weight, etc. would be nice to adjust for this game too. also when getting tickled, there could be different objects to use (e.g. a feather) and the computer's mouse-pointer is holding that chosen item and will tickle the player or it can be the exactly opponent part, where the player have to avoid that specific object or the pee-fluid inside of the player's bladder will rise instead. the desperate person / player will in-game change his or her position when getting more desperate and being close to wet the diaper. for a more realistic appearance, there could also be a varietly of pee-colour, which starts to flood the diaper: clear, yellowish and yellow. the diaper can be a part of a dress-up game, where the player can choose if the diaper should be worn underneath a (thight) boxershort or wider shorts, or just wearing the diaper in general, wearing socks, shoes, a shirt, etc. there could be shorter games within the main-game, for example: being close to wetting. where should the player aim and how? (possible answers could be something like "prevent wetting. facing the viewer's camera with your back and hose down the floor underneath, but stay dry this way (a noisy hissing pee-sound can be heard in addition to an expression of relief, e.g. sighing)" or "the zipper got stuck, your diaper gets filled up with a slow, but steady pee-stream (the diaper steadily changes its color)" or "you're trying to squeeze and pinch your genital to keep in your fluid, even spurt after spurt escapes and it slowly turns into a dripping, but it can't be stopped completely (small bursts of fluids can be heard)", etc. what do you guys think about a game like this and maybe with typing specific letters (or numbers) in the correct order to either decrease the pee-pressure if your combination was correct and with a bonus for a longer serie of right clicks. the game could end with positive or negative points, depending on how wet your clothes and diaper will get in-game. optionally or in addition how many other people got aware of the player wetting in general and maybe how desperate the player got before or when reaching the countdown / timer's limit. "close to wetting" could get more points than "completely emptied his or her bladder (inside or outside of the diaper)" or the intensity of the pee-stream could also increase the points' amount, while this part could need to turn-up the volume for the game itself to listen to the steam's sound.
  20. Celine Noiret whom we know from LoveWetting is being tickled by two other women. At about 5:00 she says "I will pee myself" and half a minute later we see her shorts are really wet in the crotch. Then the tickling women inspect the wet shorts and continue tickling. https://vk.com/videos207268542#/videos207268542?z=video226027395_170311255%2Fpl_207268542_-2
  21. Lauren and I were house mates , neither of us could be bothered cooking dinner so we decided to treat ourselves to a night out with a few drinks and dinner . We went to our local tavern for a couple of pre dinner drinks before moving on to a restaurant we had booked earlier. We were chatting away when a couple of guys came and sat with us , they introduced themselves to us . Both were fly in fly out mine workers , their names were Mathew and Tyson . Both guys were best mates with rugged good looks caught our interest almost immediately . The drinks flowed , the guys kept us entertained to the point where we nearly forgot our dinner date . Lauren and I went to the toilet to " compare notes " we were both excited by our new love interests , so we decided to ask them if they would join us for dinner . I had my eyes on Matt , and Lauren had taken a liking to Tyson . The guys jumped at the chance to join us , so off we went . Somehow it felt right , the guys made us laugh and they didn't seem to be coming with us with only one thing in mind . Our night was a huge success , so we swapped phone numbers and agreed to see each other again . We only had a few days to get to know each other before the guys had to return to work . It was a long few weeks before the guys came back . I spent most of the day with Matt but I was reluctant to spend a night with him in case my " problem " resurfaced and I would ruin our relationship before it had begun . Even Lauren wouldn't sleep with me unless I wore a diaper . I am an occasional bedwetter , unless I have been drinking then I am a frequent bedwetter . I had only started wearing diapers at night again since I moved in with Lauren . I had tried sleeping with guys before , of course I never worked up the courage to tell them about my bladder issues and after a night out I would lay awake stressing about peeing myself in my sleep and then having to explain myself in the morning . Eventually after a few near sleepless nights I would be so tired I would collapse into a coma like slumber and wether I had been drinking or not I would wake in a wet bed . The friction it caused in our relationship would soon form cracks which would then turn into chasms , we would fight and argue about seemly stupid issues , then my bedwetting would come up and eventually we would go our own separate ways and I would be single and unhappy again. This time it would be different , I would not sleep over until I thought I knew Matt well enough to explain my situation to him . Then if he wanted to call it off I would be hurt but I would rather it be that way then a painful split again . Matt and I were messing around . Matt was lying on the floor , I was straddling him . He only wearing jeans so I started kissing his chest . He wasn't wearing underwear , something that I found really sexy . So I began to put that situation to good use , I was feeling oh so horny, I lowered myself onto his man thing and began slowly and gently rocking my hips , so as to rub his jeans up and down on his ever expanding member . I really needed to pee but I also loved the feeling of having a full bladder and the exciting horny sensation I was getting . I could feel myself getting wet , I was teasing Matt , getting him almost to the edge and then backing off to deny him . I was really enjoying having a man in my life again . Matt sensed I was teasing him , so he grabbed me and began tickling me so hard it made me breathless . I couldn't get the words out I was so desperately trying to say " Stop or I am going to wet myself " !!!! I was straddled which left me helplessly defenceless ............................. Too Late !!!!! I felt a hot gush of pee flood into my jeans , Matt kept tickling unaware of what had just happened , then stopped with a startled look on his face . I sat stunned and helpless as my bladder emptied itself into my underwear and now soaking through to Matt's proud member . My relationship was melting away or so I thought , I looked at Matt , expecting a tirade of abuse . Nothing !!! except a guy looking very embarrassed with the biggest man toy I had ever seen . OMG !!! my horniness returned in a flash , I couldn't help myself . I ripped open his jeans , exposing him . Then dragged my own jeans down my legs , not even bothering to remove my panties , I just yanked them to one side and then directed his member into my flooded garden . We made love like a couple possessed , frantic , wild and untamed !!! I felt his warm seed explode inside me , which triggered my own intense shattering orgasm . Every fibre in my body screamed in pent up release !!!! as I dug my nails deep into his chest . Panting I collapsed onto his chest , enjoying the wilting afterglow . I kissed him lovingly , thankful to be still together after peeing on my new boyfriend . He quietly whispered to me " Where the F**k did that come from ? " I whispered quietly back " You made me wet my pants " We have to talk " We got up and went and showered , I was in a dream , I had just had the best sex with a guy ever !! We showered and in the middle of the day climbed into bed . I had already sensed that Matt was easy to talk to . Ok he said tell what just happened . So I confessed " peeing myself turns me on " as soon as I said that I could feel his " barometer " rise . Matt was turned on by me peeing on him . He confessed he was embarrassed because he got a hard on when I peed all over him and thought I would be angry for making me piss my pants . Matt had never had any involvement with pee sex , it was totally new to him . Seizing my chance I went for broke , we talked for hours I shared my bladder issues with him even confessing that I wore diapers at night . Matt didn't even know they made "adult diapers" , we shared our kinks and we finally realised we had something special between us . That was over 5 years ago , our relationship has continued to flourish , even though at times its still long distance , our week together is so much fun . Its the happiest I have ever been . Lauren and I are still in regular contact so we don't get lonely when our guys are away . I am so glad we decided to go to dinner that night , it changed my life forever . Some things are meant to be !!
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