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  1. I was looking through my old stories and realized that "The Hexside School Play" was inspired by another story that was posted here, but I never gave the original author credit for that inspiration so I feel bad about that. I would like to re-find that story so that I can properly credit it as my source of inspiration for my fic. I remember the story went something like this: two women went to a party, they were both wearing dresses that had back zippers, neither of them were able to unzip their dresses by themselves. As the night went on, they both had drinks and obviously eventually had to pee. They noticed that all the other women at the party were also in their situation, they all wore dresses that couldn't be taken off by themselves. So they'd see the men using the bathrooms on a regular basis while the women just had to suffer having full bladders. I don't quite remember how the story ended, by I'm pretty sure the two women ended up helping each other and the moment ended up being a bit awkward for them. My writing app is telling me I last edited The Hexside School Play on March 28, 2022. So I definitely read the inspiration before that date, I'm guessing the original source was posted a month or two before mine. If anyone knows which story I'm talking about, please link it so I can give the original author proper credit, thanks!
  2. 932 downloads

    Luna Sparks is trying to cure her hangover by hydrating with lots of water. She becomes desperate to pee but her Aussie friend won't let her go. When it gets too hard to hold she chooses to pee on her friend's leg.
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  3. View File Luna Sparks desperately pees on female friend's leg Luna Sparks is trying to cure her hangover by hydrating with lots of water. She becomes desperate to pee but her Aussie friend won't let her go. When it gets too hard to hold she chooses to pee on her friend's leg. Submitter Violet Myst Submitted 02/19/2024 Category Female  
  4. i’m sure someone has already posted this on here somewhere but i hadn’t seen it and was blown away - this movie must have been written or directed by one of us 😉 but seriously this has to be this highest production value omo ever https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZPR3QhFN
  5. Ok so, i'm hoping this is the correct place to put this in, ngl, not too familiar on how this site works In any case, this is gonna be a few posts of stuff i made, mainly animations all in a thread so i can have them organized for now. Starting with the first wetting animation i've ever done, of the character Rouge from the Sonic franchise dad64f451964f21170c36fc83ac9852d.webm
  6. hey guys, here's my first ever fic. it takes heavy inspiration from a trendy game called "the exit 8" that i've seen a couple of creators play. might make some slight edits to it if i (or any of you) catch any typos. posting this at 2AM when my brain has been absolutely deep fried from writing all this self-indulgent nonsense all at once leaves me with no energy left to proof-read. hope you all enjoy 🙂 ====== It was past 10PM, a live show at a local bar deep downtown had just wrapped up. The band had gone their separate ways as they all lived in separate places. One of which was Jules, a young black woman in her early 20’s who was the guitarist of the band. She wore a plain white t-shirt, some loose-fitting light blue jeans, red Chuck Taylors, and a red plaid shirt tied around her waist. Her long curly black hair was all tied back into one big afro ponytail. She carried her guitar on her back, one which she treasured dearly ever since she got it as a gift from her loving parents on her 18th birthday just as she was about to bust out and live on her own. The city’s subway system was how she got around town. It wasn’t the prettiest of options, but she wasn’t comfortable with the idea of sitting alone in the back of a stranger’s car especially this late at night. Besides, her phone’s battery was dead anyway. As she took her seat in the subway train, she began to feel an urge down from her bladder. She had a quick pee break during the gig, but downed plenty of water since. It was a packed venue and the lights certainly weren’t helping, so she needed to keep herself hydrated from the all the heat. Not a problem to her, as her place was just only a few blocks a way from the station. She could take care of that before finally collapsing on her bed and snooze for 12 hours straight, sweat-ridden clothes and all. Some time later, the train finally reached Jules’ stop, or so she thought it was. Walking out the train, she climbed up the stairs and... ...wait a second, this doesn’t look right. She remembered being led to the right as soon as she reached the top of the stairs. What she instead saw was a long well-lit corridor with not a single soul to be found. It seemed immaculate, quite a drastic change from the dingy old corridors she was used to. She knew that the station was going to be renovated soon, but no way would it happen this quickly. Deciding to check if this was indeed the right stop, Jules turned around and went back down the stairs. But the stairs kept going and going and going and going and going... The bottom landing couldn’t be seen from where she stood, yet somehow she could clearly see the top of the stairs. Almost as if she never progressed any futher than she perceived. Jules had never been this confused her whole life, and she’s heard some pretty baffling excuses from the band’s frontman. She groaned and turned around to climb back up the stairs. Her urge to pee was only getting stronger by the minute, there was no time to waste. This strangely sterile place lead her to a corridor with rather particular details. To her left was a bunch of advertisements for products that she never remembered existing at all. “Stunseed-flavored” soda? Watches that counted 48 hours? A “wireless” portable toilet? (which admittedly she would love to have at this very moment) There was also an ad about an upcoming sequel to a movie that was never meant to have one, but Hollywood these days amirite? To her right was a set of two doors, both of which were off-limits to the general public. Most likely for both the maintenance crew and the security staff respectively. Above these two doors was a pair of vents. While observing these little details, she hears someone making their way down the corridor. She turns her head to the sight of a balding man busy looking at his phone. Jules found it hard to speak to random strangers for anything; but with no other options for help, she decided to ask the man anyway. “Uhh...e-excuse me sir? C-could you help me please?” she stuttered nervously. The man doesn’t respond and walked right past her, like as if he couldn’t hear anything. She tried to get his attention more, but to no avail. The man simply acted as if she didn’t exist. Jules sighed in frustration, and continued forward. At the end of this corridor was a left turn, followed by a much shorter corridor that lead to a right turn. Maybe she could eventually find a way out this herself if she just kept calm. Her fatigue and her bladder could wait for a bit. Continuing to move forward, she wondered if she was in a dream. She had heard of lucid dreaming from the band’s bassist, but assumed it was just another one of the bassist’s ramblings based on all the weird stuff he has read about online. But a part of her was starting to think there was at least some sense in his ramblings. Then again, she doesn’t remember falling asleep on the train. Despite being drained from a long gig, she tried her hardest to keep her eyes peeled for the moment the train was nearing her stop. As she was about to get lost in thought, she quickly snapped out of it as soon as she realized that she was back in the same corridor once again. Now this was getting really weird, wasn’t she just here earlier? She shook her head and opened her eyes wide, looking all around the place. It definitely was the same place. Footsteps could be heard once again, the same man on his phone came around the corner. “What the fuck?” she said out loud, knowing that the man wasn’t going to hear her anyway. Same ads to the left, same doors on the right. But something was off, a strange black liquid was seeping out of one of the vents. There wasn’t any smell, but surely something was really wrong if an unknown substance came out of them. She’d investigate this anomaly a bit more, but she had more pressing issues at hand. Her bladder was starting to ache badly. Jules started moving up and down, arms stiff at her sides, hands curled up into fists. Just those first bits of visible desperation. She can’t help but breathe sharply as she was fighting her bladder. She started to run as soon as the pressure eased off. Maybe she might find a toilet in here somewhere; if a hallway could repeat itself, then anything seemed possible at this point. As soon as she got to the end of the corridor and went around those two exact same turns, she was back in yet another instance of the corridor. The frantic woman groaned loudly, she had no time for whatever games this non-euclidean space was playing. Not helping matters was the guitar on her back, putting a strain on her body. She had some thoughts of dropping it to ease her pain, but she swore to never let go of it. No amount of money could ever replace it. She had to keep moving, she was dead set on not coming home with soggy pants. Awkwardly striding with her legs still pointed inwards, Jules made her way to the end of the corridor and went through yet another set of turns... ...only to see the exact same hallway, but with seemingly nothing odd this time. Her bladder suddenly started aching a bit more as soon as she had set foot in this “new” corridor. Jules was outright bewildered to what was going on. No way would a bladder fill up so quickly in such a short amount of time. The guitarist had begun to lose hope for her dignity. It seemed like whoever was responsible for this non-euclidean nightmare was playing a sick prank on her...or was doing it to satisfy their own twisted fantasies. She decided to lean against the wall on her right for a bit, cross her legs, and bury her left hand down her crotch in a desperate attempt to hold it all back. Her bladder situation had gotten worse than ever before, like she could pee herself at any given moment if she were to move any more. She had her head held up high, her eyes shut tight, and her teeth gritted hard. It felt like every inch of her body was working together to make that sure she wasn’t going to wet herself. Thoughts of just pulling her pants down and peeing on the floor had crossed her mind for a bit, but then something caught her eyes. Just across her was a poster with a set of two eyes printed on it, and some text below reminding people about the security cameras watching over them. Was it there before? And...was it staring back at her? The same balding man showed up once again, only this time he was staring back at her too. “G-guys, c-can you please stop looking at me like that?” she said sheepishly. Deeply ashamed that she’s making her predicament quite obvious, like as if she hadn’t been potty trained properly in her youth. As usual, no response. Jules eventually continued, but she just had to check that poster that she thought was staring at her. It still had her eyes on her. She was taken aback, so much so that she spurted a bit of urine out. Her plain white panties had been completely ruined, and even made a small wet spot on her jeans. “SHIT!” The wet feeling on her crotch was very noticeable, and she quickly threw both of her hands down to cover her wet spot. She knew those eyes had seen her mess; probably enjoying it too, much to her chagrin. While this little leak may have taken some pressure off, the pain was still unbearable. It was going to be a matter of time before the floodgates would burst open. At this point, Jules was fighting a losing battle. She couldn’t care anymore about the strange anomalies surrounding her and decided to run back from where she came from. Her running had disturbed her bladder, causing it to leak sporadically and causing the wet patch on her jeans to grow just a bit more. Running back to the previous corridor, the scenery had changed. Instead of the usual little decor previously seen, she sees some restrooms before her. At last, a chance to save what was left of her dignity. Jules never thought she’d be this happy to see such a commonplace facility ever. She was so happy that she could... ...uh oh. Jules could feel her bladder give in as she froze in place. She doubled over once again and desperately gripped her crotch in a vain attempt to hold back the impending flood. “P-please...no! Not now!” Pent up urine started gushing out, streaming down her pants, pooling down on the tiled flooring below her. Some of it even seeped into her socks and favorite pair of shoes. “NO! FFFFFFFFFUCK!” She was peeing herself. Letting go of her crotch, Jules looked down in horror at her own accident. Her comfy pair of jeans had been soaked. Jules slouched and sighed in defeat. It was the greatest relief that she had ever felt, yet also was the deepest shame. As her bladder emptied, she took a few steps back and was mortified by the puddle she made. Not helping was the icky feeling of pee-soaked socks and shoes. She never expected her night to turn out like this, coming from having the time of her life playing in front of a live audience to suddenly feeling vulnerable all seemingly in a snap. Thankfully no one was around to see any of this, but that didn’t take away from the fact that she had just wet herself. She looked back over her shoulder and saw the familiar-looking pathway which lead her back to the outside world. Her home maybe a few blocks from the station, but it was going to be a long walk home for her in a such a state like this. Stiffly walking out the station, she looked back to it once again...only to see the same old station she had been used to seeing. No way was this all a dream, was it? ----- “Sheesh, did you really have to torment her like that? That felt a bit more drawn out than the other wettings we executed today.” “...I liked her style, that’s all.”
  7. 624 downloads

    Catburglar Casey tries to find the hidden loot at the house where her girlfriend failed hilariously by getting stuck in the basement and having to pee. Unfortunately, Casey has a very similar fate as she also gets trapped and becomes so desperate to pee that she wets herself and pees right through her pantyhose and leotard. Casey then gets so turned on by her wet crotch and bottom she cant help but to start masturbating right there on the wet basement floor.
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  8. Hiya! So tomorrow is the only morning where I won't be disturbed for a long while. I live with family, so can only be padded really rarely Two times in the last 2 years, I've tried to pad up before going to sleep in hopes of wetting while asleep. I wasn't able to sleep either times sadly. The first time I stopped holding after a few hours and went on a soggy night walk, and the second time I couldn't sleep, so held after soaking myself already which was almost impossible. Right now it's 1:51am, and I'm doing one last hold to bring my bladder to its limit to weaken it a bit. I'm then gonna drink a few glasses of water before trying to sleep, so my bladder doesn't fill up until I'm asleep. I'm hoping I can fall asleep tonight because a). I'm feeling a bit ill & have a migraine, which usually makes me more likely to fall asleep & stay asleep, b). I'm a bit sleep deprived right now, and c). You know what they say about 3rd time's the charm lol I'm gonna go off this website now so I don't get myself too excited to sleep, so I'll either update you guys when I wake up wet, or if I couldn't sleep 🙂 Edit: I'm still up for a bit longer, so I think I might stay on the website for a lil bit
  9. Amity was nervous. She was about to go on stage for another rehearsal of "Feline Otterly in Love". She took another big gulp of her water bottle as Emira helped zip up her cat costume. "Are you ok Mittens?", Emira asked. "Yeah, I'm excited that I'm spending so much time with Luz, but I have stage fright. And the thought of performing in front of hundreds of students sure is frightening," Amity replied. "You fought Grometheus the Fearbringer with Luz and slayed it! This school play is easy in comparison, I'm sure you'll do great Amity," Emira said encouragingly. "Thanks Emira, I'm ready now," Amity replied. Towards the end of rehearsal, Amity felt a small need to pee. It wasn't that bad, after all, she'd be on her way home right after rehearsal. "And that's a cut! The play is in 2 weeks, and so far, it's looking excellent! Keep up the great work!" exclaimed the school's play director. "Amity! Are you hungry?" Luz said excitedly. Amity blushed, even after dating for a month, Luz's enthusiasm whenever she was around Amity was still very endearing to her. "Uh, yes. I am quite hungry," Amity replied. "Do you wanna grab a pizza together? And then maybe come to The Owl House to hang out? Eda's out with some friends playing Hexes Hold'em tonight and took King with her," Luz asked with a smirk and a wink. Amity blushed again. Spending more alone time with Luz? Ever since they started dating, they were hard to separate, but it was always a welcome gift to spend more time to hang out with her girlfriend, especially when it's just the two of them doing an activity together, alone. "For sure!" Amity excitedly replied. "Great! Let's go!" Luz exclaimed. She grabbed onto Amity's hand and started walking briskly towards the local Pizza Haunt. Amity followed, but the sudden movement reminded her that she needed to pee. She pushed the thought out of her head and interlaced her fingers with Luz and continued walking towards Pizza Haunt. Amity had to slow down halfway through the short walk. She kept her thighs close together and squeezed them whenever she felt a bigger urge to pee. Luz was kind enough to slow down to match her walking speed. There was a bit of small talk between the couple, but Amity wasn't really paying attention. She was focusing on walking in a way that minimized her urge to pee, and that involved some thigh squeezes and slight hobbling from time to time. They finally arrived at Pizza Haunt and ordered a medium Hawaiian pizza to share. Amity avoided ordering any drinks for obvious reasons. "Aren't you excited about the licking scene?" Luz asked Amity. "Huh? Oh yeah, I can't wait for us to lick each other on stage," Amity replied with a blush. Most animals on The Boiling Isles display affection differently than witches do. Some like to lick each other on the face to show their affection for each other and the licking scene was the climax of the story that Amity thought about often because it was very close to kissing Luz. Part of the reason why her stage fright was so bad was because she'd constantly think about doing that scene with Luz and she worried that she won't be able to find the nerves to do it during next week's rehearsal. Then, Amity felt a wave of desperation wash over her. She crossed her legs and squeezed them together. Luckily, it passed pretty quickly, for now at least. "Amity, are you ok? You seem a bit distracted," Luz asked. "Huh? No, I'm fine... I uh-, I'm just thinking about my stage fright. I get so nervous when I perform, I have to drink so much water throughout rehearsal to calm down," Amity replied. That wasn't entirely false, she was thinking about the play earlier after all. But the reminder that she drank a lot of water earlier wasn't helping. Amity glanced longingly at the restaurant's restroom. She needed to use it, but couldn't, because it was almost impossible to take off her costume by herself. She kept her legs crossed tightly and continued eating her slices. Then, Luz got up from her seat and said, "Be right back sweet potato, I need to use the bathroom." Amity was just about to tell Luz that peeing was pretty much impossible in their costumes, but then Luz gave her a kiss on the cheek and rendered her speechless. Amity felt her face burning up and silently enjoyed the moment. Amity decided that now was a good time to pay the bill. She got up from her seat, but then had to grab her crotch. Her bladder was getting fuller and fuller. She regained her composure and walked to the cash register. There was no one there, they must be in the kitchen. She stood by the cash register and crossed her legs. Then Luz came back out. "Sweet potato, you know that I can pay for my own meals," Luz pouted. "Batata, I'm rich. It's no big deal," Amity replied, as usual. They always had this conversation every time they went out for a meal. It's one of the few things that she still enjoys about being a Blight so she figures that she may as well abuse it. The cashier finally came to the counter and Amity paid the bill. Amity looked back and saw Luz staring at her. Part of her wants to contribute to Luz's enamoured state by taking charge of their walk this time. But in reality, she just needed to get to The Owl House as fast as possible in order to use the washroom. Not that it made a difference to Luz though, her stupidly cute grin got bigger when Amity grabbed Luz's hand and took her on the path towards The Owl House. As they were walking, Luz kept telling her a bunch of cheesy jokes. Amity wasn't sure what was stupider, the jokes, or the fact that she was laughing at them. Luz just had that effect on her she supposed. The laughing wasn't kind to Amity's bladder though, she had to squeeze her thighs together a lot more often during this walk. Then there was this one joke in particular that caused Amity to laugh out loud a lot. Shortly after, her bladder to spasmed. She had to double over and grab her crotch. She let out a small groan that she hoped was too quiet for Luz to hear. "Is everything ok Amity?" Luz asked. "Yep, I just uh, had to tie my shoelace. I'm all done now." Amity lied. Amity was quite bladder shy, so she didn't really want to tell Luz that she had to pee badly. She'd have to eventually tell her though, since she would need her help to remove her costume. But that can be a later problem. They finally arrived at The Owl House and was greeted by Hooty. "Hoot Hoot! Password please!" Hooty said. As Luz was telling Hooty to open up, Amity had to shift her weight and step left to right as she was forced to hold her filled bladder while standing still. She saw Luz about to look over to her, so she tried her best to stand still, but she had to keep her legs crossed. She didn't want to appear like a weak girl, unable to hold her bladder, in front of Luz. Finally, Amity heard Hooty say, "Alright, I'll let you two in, but don't make a mess in the couch," with a wink as he opened the door. "HOOTY!" Luz exclaimed. Amity got so embarrassed at what Hooty was trying to imply that she knew that her face probably looked as red as Luz's at the moment. When they stepped in, Luz immediately hollered to Eda for help in removing the costume. Both of them forgot that she was out for the night and patiently waited for her. Amity went for the couch so that she could sit down with her legs crossed. Should I ask Luz to use her bathroom right now? I certainly need it, but would that be rude? I just got her after all. Amity thought. She needed to pee so badly. No, stay strong Amity. Don't you dare make a fool of yourself in a guest's house. The thought came to Amity in her mother's voice. A wave of desperation washed over her and she had to grab her crotch. But I can't hold it much longer..., Amity thought. "Oh yeah, I forgot that Eda was playing Hexes Hold'em with some friends tonight," Luz said. "I'm also gonna need help removing this costume," Amity said. Then I reeeeeally need to use your toilet, Amity thought. Then Amity felt her bladder spasm and felt some pee exiting her urethra and onto her underwear. Amity doubled over and jammed her hand into her crotch. She couldn't help but let out a moan, "Oooooh." "Amity, do you need to pee?" Luz asked. Amity hesitated, but then responded with a nod. It seemed like the cat was out of the bag after all. "I've needed to pee for hours." Amity said. "The last time I peed was right before Emira helped me put on this costume. And all the water I drank during rehearsal has made its way to my bladder." Amity explained. "Oh my gosh, here let me help you take this costume off," Luz offered. Luz proceeded to unzip the costume, then Amity let out a gasp, she felt herself leak a lot more. "Luz, I'm leaking!" Amity exclaimed. "Oh no! Ok, let's make our way to the toilet while I take off the costume." Luz said. "Ok, good idea. Luckily it felt like it was only a small leak," Amity responded after she managed to stem the flow. As Amity hobbled to the washroom, she heard Luz exclaim, “Oh no, Amity, the zipper is stuck!” Amity started to panic, she felt like she was on the verge of wetting herself in front of her girlfriend, how indecent of her! Amity was stepping from side to side. She could see the toilet right there, which only amplified the urgent signals that her bladder was sending to her brain. She doubled over and jammed her hand into her crotch. What was taking Luz so long? She could feel the dampness of her panties from her earlier leak and that just made her desperation even worse. "Luz!!! My bladder's about to explode. Could you please hurry!!!" Amity frantically exclaimed. "Oh right, sorry," Luz replied. Amity felt cool air on her bare skin as Luz was finally able to unzip her costume, that’s when she realized that she was half naked in front of Luz. She didn’t really have time to be embarrassed about that right now though, she felt her bladder pulsating and needed to empty it NOW. "Luz, I think my pee is gonna come out as soon as I remove my hand from my crotch." Amity stated. She felt herself starting to leak again. With a deep blush, she added, "could you please help me take off this costume completely?" She heard Luz weakly reply, “Ok.” As Luz was helping Amity remove her costume, she noticed that Luz was crossing her legs and squirming too. Did Luz also need to pee? Amity thought to herself. Seeing Luz tighten her thighs and grabbing her crotch with her freehand pretty much confirmed that for Amity. She felt sorry for Luz, but she was pretty sure she was more desperate for the toilet, after all, she was still leaking. When her costume was most of the way off, Amity noticed that Luz stopped helping, and was instead staring at her body, specifically her crotch and legs. Amity felt super embarrassed by this and frantically said, “Ok Luz, you can leave now!” in a slightly mean tone. Both girls were tomato faced, but as soon as Luz left the bathroom, Amity took off the rest of her clothes, sat down on the toilet, and released the floodgates. The relief felt sooooo good. Her overstretched bladder was finally able to slowly relax as it expelled her urine. The flow rate of her pee was limited by how small her pee hole was. At least she was finally getting relief. Amity let out a moan that was almost as loud as her jet of pee hitting the toilet. She found her thoughts going back to Luz, maybe she was a bit too mean to her when she told her to leave. Now that she was thinking about it, she felt her self-esteem going up remembering the way that Luz was staring at her while she was almost naked. Then, she thought back to Luz showing some signs of desperation while she was helping to remove her costume. After a while of thinking, she noticed that her hand drifted towards her crotch and was slowly rubbing herself. She decided to poke a finger into her vagina and then- "Sweet potato, are you done yet? I also have to pee really badly," Luz said, almost pleadingly. "Almost mi Batata, I still have a bit of pee left in me. And didn't you go at Pizza Haunt?" Amity asked. "I couldn't take my otter onesie off, so I decided to hold it," Luz replied. "Ok, just hold it for another minute Batata," Amity responded. Hearing Luz begging to let her pee was sending waves of pleasure through Amity’s crotch as she fingered herself. But she knew this was wrong, she couldn’t do this to Luz. Not without her consent anyways. She squeezed the last bit of pee in her bladder and started wiping herself clean. "Amity, please hurry, I'm leaking!" Luz begged. "Ok, one sec, I'm wiping," Amity replied. Oh Titan, Amity wished she was dreaming so that she could continue to touch herself, the temptation was strong. But Luz helped her, and she cares about her too much to continue hurting her like this. Amity opened the door and Luz immediately rushed to the toilet, making a motion to take off her pants, only to realize that she was still wearing her onesie. "Ooooh," Luz moaned. "Here, let me help you take this off," Amity offered. Luz nodded weakly; her hands still jammed to her crotch. As Amity unzipped the onesie more and more, she realized that Luz wasn't wearing a bra, she really wished she was dreaming now, she can’t imagine how red her face must look. Amity heard Luz giggling while looking at her face. Shortly after, her onesie started to darken near her crotch. As soon as Amity got Luz out of her onesie, Luz pulled down her panties and sat on the toilet. A jet of pee sprayed out of her creating a mess in the bathroom in the process. Luz appeared to realize her display of indecency as her face turned crimson red. She looked like she wanted to tell Amity something but couldn’t find the words to say it. Amity decided to give Luz some privacy, but not before stealing a glance at Luz. This kinda defeats the purpose of giving her privacy as she would use this memory for research purposes later… Why not use the memory now? Amity thought. She stuck a hand into her underwear and began fingering herself again, while imagining that this was Luz's hand. She replayed the past few minutes in her mind. This gave Amity quite a rush right away. Listening a bit more carefully beyond her own panting allowed her to hear Luz’s pee stream. So, as soon as she stuck her finger into her favourite location, she orgasmed, and it felt better than emptying her bladder just a few moments before. Her underwear was already soaked and soiled so she was hoping that would help hide her dirty deed from Luz. After Luz finished her long pee. She found some clothes to lend to Amity and allowed her to shower and clean herself up first. Amity was red-faced the entire time, but she enjoyed this experience. After Luz finished cleaning herself, they worked together to clean the bathroom. They didn’t want Eda, or worse, Hooty, to discover the mess they made. Afterwards, the deafening silence told her that Luz didn’t want to talk about this as much as she did. So, they just awkwardly sat in Luz’s room for a few minutes until- "Wanna watch Good Witch Azura 2: Field of Deadly Fates?" Luz asked. "I would love to!" Amity replied, she loved the movie, but this was more so to reduce the awkwardness of the moment than anything else. After gathering some snacks and drinks from the kitchen, they sat in the living room couch together to watch the movie. Amity started to feel tired about halfway through the movie, so she leaned her head onto Luz’s shoulder and closed her eyes. THE END
  10. The Hexside School Play They just finished rehearsal. Luz was dressed as an otter (with a dark side), and Amity was dressed as a cat. Both costumes were onesies, but with zippers on the back of the costume. Who designed these costumes anyways? Luz needed Willow's help to get into costume and Eda's help to get out of costume every rehearsal. The couple were holding hands and walking towards the local Pizza Haunt. Luz was so excited that Amity agreed to perform in this play with her. It was a story about an otter and a cat falling in love in the battlefield. Such a romantic story! As they were walking towards Pizza Haunt, Luz noticed that Amity was walking a bit slower than usual. So, she slowed down her walking to match her pace. As they were walking, they talked about the arduous ritual that each one had to perform every rehearsal. "Emira helps me get into costume before every rehearsal at 3pm," Amity stated. "They're so hard to get into. And also hard to get out of." "Yeah, Willow has to help me with that back zipper after putting it on too," Luz said. The costume was quite insulated, so Luz was only wearing her underwear underneath the costume. She didn't really like wearing bras. She wondered if Amity also wore minimal clothing underneath the costume. NO Luz! Stop having creepy thoughts about your girlfriend again! Luz thought to herself. Luz looked away as she felt a blush creep onto her face. When they arrived, they ordered a medium Hawaiian pizza to share, and Luz ordered a large soda. Amity oddly didn't order any drinks. They sat down at a table to wait for their pizza and started talking about the play. "Aren't you excited about the licking scene?" Luz asked Amity. "Huh? Oh yeah, I can't wait for us to lick each other on stage," Amity replied with a blush. Amity appeared distracted. The animals in the play displayed affection differently than humans do. They like to lick each other on the face to show their affection for each other and the licking scene was the climax of the story that Luz was looking forward to acting out with Amity. She wished that it was a kissing scene though. They've been dating for a month now and both of them were still too scared to kiss each other on the lips. But this will have to do for now, Luz thought. They kiss each other on the cheeks all the time, even in public. Luz loved these displays of affection, but she was worried that a kiss on the lips might be too forward for Amity, she didn't want to make things awkward for her awesome girlfriend after all. "Amity, are you ok? You seem a bit distracted," Luz asked. "Huh? No, I'm fine... I uh-, I'm just thinking about my stage fright. I get so nervous when I perform, I have to drink so much water throughout rehearsal to calm down," Amity replied. Luz noticed that Amity had her legs crossed pretty tightly. Did Amity have to pee? She did see Amity drinking tons of water throughout rehearsal. That would explain her strange behaviour. But why isn't she saying anything? Why didn't she just go use that bathroom over there? Luz thought to herself. Then, their pizza arrived. They both ate their meal, and Luz would take big gulps of her soda between bites. After they finished their meal, Luz felt a familiar nagging sensation in her lower abdomen. She needed to pee. "Be right back sweet potato, I need to use the bathroom." Luz said. Amity still had her legs crossed, and it looked like she was about to say something to Luz, but Luz gave her a kiss on the cheeks before she headed for the toilets and suddenly Amity was speechless and red faced. Luz loved having that affect on her. It was now 7pm, about 4 hours since Luz last peed. In the bathroom, Luz noticed how dirty the toilet was. "Ugh, I forgot how dirty public restrooms were," Luz said out loud to herself. She proceeded to go through the motions of removing her pants, but that's when she realized that she was wearing a onesie. And she couldn't take it off by herself, she needed someone to help unzip the zipper at the back of the costume. Luz decided that she didn't have to go that badly and could hold it until they walked back to The Owl House. Luz came out of the restroom and noticed that Amity was at the counter paying the bill. She always did that on their dates when Luz was distracted. "Sweet potato, you know that I can pay for my own meals," Luz pouted. "Batata, I'm rich. It's no big deal," Amity replied, as usual. Luz lost count of the amount of times they had this exact same conversation, Amity would never let her pay her back, but of course, she secretly enjoyed it. Luz decided to use this moment to admire her awesome girlfriend. She looked so cute in that cat onesie, and the pose she was currently doing, the slick way she put her elbow on the counter to support her resting head, the way her legs were crossed, and that beautiful face that looked cuter than any kitten Luz has seen. Then Luz felt Amity holding her hand, and they started walking to The Owl House. Luz continued to gush about the play and compared it to the Azura series. She made Amity laugh several times. Luz loved it whenever she got Amity to laugh or giggle, it encouraged her to make more of her cheesy jokes. About halfway to The Owl House, after Luz told another cheesy joke and heard a laugh from Amity, Amity doubled over and let it a small groan. "Is everything ok Amity?" Luz asked. "Yep, I just uh, had to tie my shoelace. I'm all done now." Amity replied. Again, Luz found Amity's behaviour to be odd. But then she continued to talk about Azura book 5 and how Hecazura became canon in it. They finally arrived at The Owl House and was greeted by Hooty. "Hoot Hoot! Password please!" Hooty said. "Hooty, you know us, just open up!" Luz said. "How do I know you're not a Basilisk pretending to be Luz?" Hooty asked. As Hooty continued to stall, Luz felt more and more pressure build up in her bladder. And she could've sworn she saw Amity stepping side to side a second ago out of her peripheral vision, but when she looked at her, she was standing still with her legs crossed. sigh "Hootcifer is the best," Luz said. "Oh, it really is you Luz! Alright, I'll let you two in, but don't make a mess in the couch," Hooty said with a wink as he opened the door. "HOOTY!" Luz exclaimed. Both girls were blushing furiously right now. They stepped inside and Luz immediately called for Eda. "Eda! I'm home! Could you please help me take off this costume? It's starting to become sweaty and disgusting" Luz called out. As Luz waited for a response, she stepped side to side to alleviate the growing pressure in her bladder. There was no response. Luz noticed Amity sitting on the couch with her legs tightly crossed. "Oh yeah, I forgot that Eda was playing Hexes Hold'em with some friends tonight." "I'm also gonna need help removing this costume," Amity said. Then Luz heard a moan from Amity, "Ooooh". Luz looked over and saw Amity doubled over with a hand on her crotch. "Amity, do you need to pee?" Luz asked. Amity hesitated, but then responded with a nod. "I've needed to pee for hours." Amity said. "The last time I peed was right before Emira helped me put on this costume. And all the water I drank during rehearsal has made its way to my bladder." Amity explained. "Oh my gosh, here let me help you take this costume off," Luz offered. Luz proceeded to unzip the costume, then Amity let out a gasp. "Luz, I'm leaking!" Amity exclaimed. "Oh no! Ok, let's make our way to the toilet while I take off the costume." Luz said. "Ok, good idea. Luckily it felt like it was only a small leak," Amity responded. Amity slowly hobbled to the washroom as Luz was unzipping her costume. But then the zipper got stuck. "Oh no, Amity, the zipper is stuck!" Luz exclaimed. Luz noticed Amity starting to panic. She could see the toilet right there and felt her own bladder sending frantic signals to empty it so she crossed her legs. But Luz couldn't use it yet. No, she had to let Amity use it first. After all, Amity was desperately stepping from side to side, then, she doubled over again and stuck a hand into her crotch. A dark spot started appearing on her onesie. Luz felt her cheeks burning as she stared at Amity's pee dance. She's never seen her Cotton Candy Haired Goddess in this state before, and it was oddly appealing to something inside of her. Luz's hands stopped unzipping the costume for a moment as Luz was appreciating the view. "Luz!!! My bladder's about to explode. Could you please hurry!!!" Amity frantically exclaimed. "Oh right, sorry," Luz replied. Then, Luz finally unzipped the onesie. She felt her cheeks burn hotter as more of Amity's bare skin got revealed and Luz realized that Amity was only wearing her underwear and bra underneath her costume. "Luz, I think my pee is gonna come out as soon as I remove my hand from my crotch." Amity stated. With a deep blush, she added, "could you please help me take off this costume completely?" Both girls knew that doing this would mean that Luz would be seeing Amity almost naked. Still blushing, Luz replied, "Ok." Luz proceeded to remove the costume from Amity, revealing more of her bare skin as she did so. Then, she was reminded of her own need to pee. A wave of desperation washed over Luz and she stuck a hand to her crotch and squirmed a little until it passed. Then she continued to help Amity strip. When she finally got most of the costume off of Amity, she noticed how her underwear was covered in pee and how there were streaks of pee running down her legs. This gave Luz a tingling sensation in her crotch. "Ok Luz, you can leave now!" Amity said a bit too quickly in a mean tone. Both their faces were scarlet red. Though Luz knew she didn't mean to be mean, she just really had to pee and needed privacy. Luz promptly left the bathroom. As soon as Luz exited the bathroom and closed the door for Amity. She heard a loud stream of pee hitting the toilet. This increased Luz's desperation tenfold. She immediately crossed her legs and jammed her hands into her crotch. She was squirming and stepping side to side. Though, she somehow avoided leaking, at least for now. She was now debating whether to move to a location where she couldn't hear Amity's loud pee stream, or to stay near the bathroom so that she could pee as soon as Amity was done. But her thoughts drifted to Amity's pee dance from earlier. She fantasized about Amity wetting her pants a lot more as she was doing that dance, all that squirming, those entrancing movements, the darkening onesie. Luz started rubbing her crotch with a hand, and it numbed the pain of her bladder a little as it generated a wave of pleasure. After what felt like a long time, Luz could still hear Amity peeing, though it was quieter. "Sweet potato, are you done yet? I also have to pee really badly," Luz said, almost pleadingly. "Almost mi Batata, I still have a bit of pee left in me. And didn't you go at Pizza Haunt?" Amity asked. "I couldn't take my otter onesie off so I decided to hold it," Luz replied. "Ok, just hold it for another minute Batata," Amity responded. The waves of desperation came back with a vengeance after Luz's wave of pleasure went away. She had to cross her legs tightly, step side to side, and she jammed her hand up her crotch as much as the fabric of the onesie would allow her to. She felt her control slip away as she felt her urethra pulsing, about to expel the pee that was ballooning in her bladder for the past several hours. Then, she felt wetness in her panties, she just leaked. She clenched her butt and her sphincter, but not before another squirt of pee escaped. "Amity, please hurry, I'm leaking!" Luz begged. "Ok, one sec, I'm wiping," Amity replied. Every second that passed felt like a minute to Luz. She had to pee so badly. Her bladder was aching so much. Then the door opened. Luz quickly rushed inside. About to take off her pants, she realized that she was still in her onesie. "Ooooh," Luz moaned. A huge wave of desperation washed over her, and she felt herself leaking more pee onto her panties. "Here, let me help you take this off," Amity offered. Luz nodded weakly, hands still jammed to her crotch. As Amity unzipped the onesie more and more, she realized that Luz wasn't wearing a bra, and her face turned red. Luz noticed this and giggled a little, but that caused her onesie to darken near her crotch. Finally, Amity got Luz out of her onesie, and she immediately pulled down her underwear and sat on the toilet because a jet of pee was already spraying out of her. Embarrassed by her display of indecency in front of her girlfriend, Luz's face turned into a tomato, and she couldn't find the words to ask Amity to give her some privacy. She wasn't even sure if she minded Amity seeing her like this. She looked over at Amity, who was equally as red faced, but also already outside the bathroom and in the process of closing the door for Luz. As the door was closing, Luz noticed Amity steal a glance at her and she blushed even harder at the realization. Luz breathed a sigh of relief as she was emptying her bladder. It felt so good to release all that pee after it had been stretching the walls of her bladder to its limits. She sat there for what felt like 5 minutes until she finally felt her stream diminishing. Afterwards, she wiped and washed her hands and proceeded to join her girlfriend outside. Luz gave Amity some of her own clothes to wear for now since her underwear and onesie were soaked. Her red faced girlfriend took the clothes and went into the bathroom again for a quick shower and change. Then Luz did the same. After that, the two mutually agreed to not talk about it by remaining awkwardly silent about it for a few minutes, until Luz suggested they watch a movie together. "Wanna watch Good Witch Azura 2: Field of Deadly Fates?" Luz asked. "I would love to!" Amity replied. They went into the kitchen to gather some snacks and drinks. Then they sat in the living room couch to watch the movie. After that whole ordeal, Luz was hungry again, so she began eating a lot of popcorn and drank a big bottle of pop throughout the movie. About half way through the movie, she suddenly felt something soft lying on her shoulder. She turned her head, and saw that her awesome girlfriend had fallen asleep on her shoulder. Luz smiled, then proceeded to place her head on top of Amity's soft hair and fell asleep too. THE END ------------------------------------------------------------ A/N: By now, we've had two stories on this forum that plays on the trope of "Amity comes from a rich family, so she's expected to hold her bladder in public no matter what". This story also uses that trope, but without explaining it because I assume that if you're reading this story, you're familiar with the other two by now: - The torment of a Blight - Amity Blight's trip to the human realm Hopefully, you picked up on that without an explicit explanation, but if you didn't, here it is lol. I didn't plan for this story to be a prequel of "My Awesome Girlfriend Likes to Use Me as a Pillow", but the progression of the story just worked out that way for the ending to nicely tie into that story. At first, I didn't even reference my other story before writing the ending to this one. I just wrote down a random movie from the show, but then I was like, "if I'm gonna make this a prequel, I should be consistent" so I looked it up. And was pleasantly surprised to realize that I just happened to pick the same movie. In addition, I have one more story I will post soon (awesome sauce!), but it's unrelated to The Owl House, and after that, Imma take a long break from writing. This is a one-shot story, meaning there is no (direct) continuation planned. Though, this story was written in Luz's POV, and I feel like Amity's POV would also make for an interesting story in of itself. But I'm too lazy to do that atm lol. Maybe if there's enough comments requesting it, I might make it. No promises though.
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    1. You’re being mean to your sister Bella Bates she’s been so desperate to pee. You're an asshole to your sister knowing that she desperately holding in You block Bella’s access to pee when she has a full bladder. Why are you teasing me? Does this make you horny? Okay, Bella can't hold anymore. The pee starts to flow down by her jeans with a huge wet patch on her butt. Do you want to see her wet panties too? 2. Bella Bates is quite a unique model I just found her page and she’s practically I think foreign as you can hear in her accent. Although she is very wonderful at peeing videos in general.
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  12. Clementine stared at the white butterfly thoughtfully. It looked so peaceful, which contrasted with the insane situation she was currently in. She reached forward and tried to touch the tiny bug, only for it to fly off swiftly, much to the young girl’s disappointment. “You about done over there?” Called Troy, one of her abductors. “Yeah, one second!” Called Sarah, who had just come out of the woods, zipping up her jeans. She turned to Clementine. “Thanks for coming with me. It’s scary out here.” The other girl was with the group Clem had recently met, being incredibly sheltered by her father, Carlos. Now she was roped into their mess, being dragged to god-knows-where. “I know they made you, but it’s still nice that you came.” “We’re friends… friends look out for one another.” Sarah thought for a second. “We are, aren’t we… Well, if you need to pee, let me know. I’ll keep lookout for you, too.” “Uh… okay.” Clem said awkwardly. They walked back to the van, with Troy looking impatient. “Everything come out all right, girls?” The two girls stared at him in anger. As she did, Clementine realised something- she had to pee too. Maybe she could talk Carver into taking a few more minutes to let her go. “Troy. get ‘em tied up.” Carver said, who was looking at his walkie-talkie. It sort of reminded Clem of her walkie-talkie that she used to own. “Will do…” Troy said, looking annoyed. Carver turned on the walkie-talkie. “Well, we’re on our way, probably thirty minutes out. Make sure everyone’s prepped. Emotions might be running high.” He turned it off and looked at Troy. “If I find out you’ve been wastin’ fuel to keep that fuckin’ heater going, I’ll make you walk back." “Nope. Froze my ass off, just like you told me to.” Carver looked at Clementine angrily. “It ain’t polite to listen into other folks’ conversations.” Clem looked at him, wondering if maybe she should raise her needs. He seemed reasonable enough, but this was also the man who killed Walter. After a moment of silence, Carver approached the girl with a smile. She momentarily thought he realized what she would ask him for, only for his smile to be wiped clean. He swiftly slapped Clementine across the face, making her fall to the ground. “No, stop!” Sarah shouted. “Don’t hit my friend!” Carver ignored her. “You don’t want to test me, girl. I’ll pass every time.” “Leave her alone!” Carver looked up from Clementine to look at the older girl. Sarah looked down nervously. “Tie her up and throw her in with the rest of ‘em.” Bonnie, the third of her captures, came up to Clem, offering her hand. She reluctantly took it and groaned as she got up, the effort straining her bladder. Bonnie put her hand on Clem’s shoulders and took a quick look at her face. Troy grabbed her hands, tied her up and opened the back door of the truck. He pointed a gun at them and gestured to the vehicle. “In.” He said firmly. The two girls obeyed and climbed inside. “Are you guys okay?” Sarita asked worriedly. Kenny looked even more worried. “The hell did he do to you!? Hey! Did he hurt you?” He looked out to Troy and Bonnie. “Hey. Hey!” Before they could respond, Troy slammed the door shut. He turned back to Clem, noticing the red mark on her left cheek. “Jesus, Clem, are you alright?” “Yeah, I’m fine.” Clementine assured. “Carver hit her!” Sarah blurted out. “What!?” The hell is wrong with that bastard!?” “It’s alright! I’m not bleeding or anything.” Clem said, embarrassed by the attention. “Are you sure?” Sarita approached Clem, holding her face. “Yeah, I’m fine.” Admittedly, she was less than satisfactory; she felt shaken up after Carver’s slap, but she just wanted some peace and quiet now. She still had to pee, but she knew damn well not to ask for another break after what Carver just did. “Well, you're bruised, but other than that, you seem to be doing fine.” “Good,” Kenny butted in. “If that sonnuva bitch hurt you-” “Relax, Kenny.” Carlos interrupted. “She said she’s fine.” “Fine, fine.” He turned to Clementine. “Let me know if you need anything, you hear?” Clementine nodded solemnly. She needed something, but she was not about to tell Kenny that. With the conversation over, Clem leaned back against the wall, thoughts wandering back to her bladder, realizing she had to go a lot worse than she thought. The girl gulped nervously, regretting how much she drank at Walter’s cabin. How did she only notice how bad it was now? She supposed she had been so focused on Sarah’s desperation earlier that she had barely noticed her own. Fidgeting slightly, Clementine tried to ignore the signals her bladder was sending her. She sighed, trying to focus on everyone else in the vehicle to distract her. Sarah was talking to her father, Carlos. Kenny was talking to Sarita, and she could hear her three captors bickering up front. The only one in the truck who wasn't busy was Nick, who was sulking in the corner. She approached him, trying to get her mind off her issue. “Are you alright, Nick?” Clementine asked. Nick scowled at her. “What the fuck do you think?” Clem crossed her arms (or at least as close to “crossed” as she could get them in her bindings). “I'm sorry about Pete, but it's not my fault he's dead.” “Well, maybe if you-” Nick stopped talking. “Whatever. Just leave me alone.” Clementine frowned and sat back down where she had previously been sitting. Sighing again, she bounced her legs up and down, hoping to take some pressure off her bladder. Time passed, and she got into the rhythm. Carter said they would be there in half an hour, and that was a good bit ago now, right?” “Are you alright?” Sarah startled her, making her leak. Blushing, Clem brought her legs together to prevent any more leaks. “I’m fine.” “You sure? Because you look-” “I’m fine, Sarah.” Clem said, a little more aggressively than she intended. “Okay, if you say so.” Clementine looked away and continued to fidget a lot. Sarah tried ignoring it and continued talking to her father, but it didn’t take a genius to tell what was wrong with Clem—more time passed, with every second getting harder and harder for Clementine to hold back her bladder’s contents. All of a sudden, she let out a gasp, shoving her hands into her midsection to no avail. Sarah looked over at her, watching a wet spot appear on her pants and a puddle growing on the ground with it. “Shit.” Clem muttered to herself. Sarah quietly walked over to her friend. “Are you alright? ” She whispered. “No.” She felt utterly humiliated, desperately trying to hold back tears. Surprisingly, when she looked up, nobody was looking at her. But she wasn’t sure how long that would last. “E-Everyone's going to see me!” Sarah thought for a moment. “Just move to that corner over there.” She pointed to a corner closer to the entrance of the truck. “But the others will notice my pants!” “No, not if I’m walking behind you. Trust me.” Clementine nodded and followed the order, subtly walking to the other end of the truck. At last, she sat down, covering up her soggy pants with her hands. “God, this is so embarrassing. I’m supposed to be the one protecting you.” Sarah sat down. Now that they were a bit further away from everyone else, she began speaking at an average volume again. “It’s okay to need help sometimes. Besides, I’m older than you, remember?” “Of course. You're older. I bet you’ve never had this happen to you.” “Not exactly. When my dad and I first had to leave our house, I didn’t know how to pee outside. I figured I could hold it until we reached our destination- I couldn’t.” Sarah looked away, blushing. Clementine scratched her head awkwardly. “Sorry that that happened.” “It’s fine; at least we’re tied on end-of-the-world accidents.” It was Clementine’s turn to blush this time. “Uh, actually, I might be in the lead there.” Clem regretted mentioning it right after she closed her mouth. However, looking at Sarah, she saw a great curiosity in the older girl’s eyes. “Eugh, how do I put this? It was a few days into, uh, y’know, all this. I was in this drugstore, and I really had to use the bathroom, and the guy taking care of me at the time showed me where the key was so I could go, but um…” Clem shifted nervously. “A walker jumped out and tried to bite me… the guy with me killed it, but…” She paused. “I was terrified, and I wet myself. Nobody noticed, thankfully, but it was still super embarrassing.” “Sorry that all of that happened to you.” “It’s fine.” There was a moment of silence between the two. “You think it’ll dry off by the time we get there?” “Hopefully- I mean probably!” Sarah said, trying to be optimistic. She got up. “I’m gonna go back to my dad if you’re alright.” “Hey, uh… Sarah?” Clem called. “Hm?” Sarah looked back. “Thanks for helping me out.” Sarah smiled. “No problem.” A/N: Thanks to Golden Guard for beta reading this fic!
  13. It’s only a sketch for now, but this is my first ever abdl drawing
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    The game is still unfinished so it's kinda short but it seems to be updated frequently so I'll try and keep the most up to date file here. For the Android version download the APK You can play either as a Care Giver with interactive mini-games or as a Little And if you can please support the creator here
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    Taken from "Kizudarake no Akuma", a 2017 live-action film adaptation of the manga of the same name by Volvox Sumikawa. NOTE: The movie's HDRIP is hardsubbed Chinese Desperation scene starts at 3:31-ish, and Wetting starts at 5:53. Context: Mai Kasai (played by Riki Adachi) has been locked inside a gym storage room, only to be trapped until she wanted to take a bathroom break.
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  16. Hii Sorry for my bad english but is not my mother language Im young female who want a hard toilet rules for a few days Im welcome to all
  17. Nightmare spent the whole day working with the bad guys and didn't have a chance to go to the bathroom, He finally has a free moment to go relieve himself but Cross stops him halfway to ask about the next mission. And now Nightmare is doing everything he can to make sure Cross doesn't notice his urgency to pee because he's too proud to admit he needs to. Nightmare is holding in his urine with all his might, his teeth gritted, and fists clenched in pain. He takes a deep breath in, and a deep sigh out. He puts on a big, fake smile. - Yes, what is it this time, Cross? He says in a "softer", more polite tone than he normally uses. Cross feel like he's hiding something, but you didn't get a chance to investigate it. Cross gaze is boring through all, he asks to Nightmare if he is up for the next mission, he starts to talk about his next destination and the plan for the mission, Nightmare just listen silently. Nightmare feel like Cross expects he to answer him, but he don't want to because maybe his voice would give Cross away. Nightmare still clenching his teeth, his mouth starting to twitch in pain... He's starting to get quite impatient. Nightmare, still gritting his teeth, is nodding along, and acting as if everything is fine. - Uhrummm, sure... He says in a strained, tight voice. Cross is not fooled by Nightmare attitude, he can see and understand everything and knows that his boss are hiding something. - Is something wrong? You seem... distracted... Your answers are quite short. Nightmare keeps trying to keep calm, to look unfazed.. but he's clearly starting to struggle. He looks away, as if ashamed. His voice is still tight, but more strained and rushed... - M-mm... no, no- i'm fine!... He quickly says, trying not to act suspicious. - You're lying. I know it You've been like this for a while now You're hiding something from me It's all written on your face... Cross stares at Nightmare, he is waiting for his explanation. - You're crazy, Cross hahaha. Nightmare puts his hands on Cross's shoulders and spins him around so Cross's back is to him. - Now that we've resolved that, you can go back to your duties, okay? His voice shakes, the tight, strained tone turning into a nervous, shaky one. Nightmare quickly puts on his mask of 'unfazed' once again, and try hides his urgency to pee. - I'm completely fine, I'm promise. He says in a nervous tone. He sighs, trying to stay calm, but Cross looks over his shoulder looking into Nightmare's face, as Nightmare looks back at Cross's eyes, he knows he's suspicious, he looks scared. Cross looks into Nightmare eyes and studies your every move... he is not fooled by his excuses, he knows perfectly well that Nightmare have something to hide. -:No, you're not, you're trying to act tough, but you're not, and you're not fooling me either, you better tell me what is bothering you. Nightmare is shocked, he had hidden everything so well, yet he had been caught anyway, the fear of embarrassment and failure grows bigger, as the urgency to pee becomes harder and harder to hide. He turns Cross' face forward so Cross can no longer see his face. - C-cross.. please... just ignore it, I'm begging you, I don't have the nerve to admit what the issue is... His voice is soft, and shaky, the begging being slightly tinged with fear. Nightmare says letting himself blush and shake knowing that Cross couldn't see his face because his back was to him. Nightmare know perfectly well that Cross can see through his mask, see if you're lying or telling the truth. - Tell me the problem and you'll see I can help, It's not that bad! Cross is looking at Nightmare softly, his cold expression turning to a warm smile, his calm tone only makes Nightmare even more scared. Nightmare squirms and crosses his legs, not having the courage to tell Cross the truth, he starting to squirm, trying not to pee his pants, he tries to hide it by shifting his body. - I-it's nothing- He says quickly, and nervously. - I swear, is nothing! just a small stomach ache- As he's speaking, the urgency to pee is becoming too much for him, pain evident in his voice, even so, he refuses to let himself break. Cross is not stupid, he can still see through his lies, but Nightmare embarrassment is so evident, he aswould do anything to go to the bathroom in this situation, but Nightmare don't want to give a bad impression to Cross, do he? He sees all this. He smiles in a way he don't know how to interpret, he knows perfectly well what is bothering Nightmare, and he seems to be enjoying every bit of your discomfort, finally, he can't help but laugh. Nightmare embarrassment is too much for him now, he lets out a moan of pain, gripping his stomach. Nightmare turns his face away from Cross, and finally say the truth. - I-i need to pee... He quickly covers his mouth, as if trying to take back what he said. The embarrassment, pain, and urge is growing stronger with every minute, he's starting to panic. Cross voice turns completely serious again, he looks at Nightmare, staring directly into your eyes, his face expresses nothing but calm, Nightmare sense in the air that the situation has turned serious. - Did I hear you correctly? You need to pee? He asks in a calm and ironic tone, like if he was making fun of your situation. Nightmare looks back up at Cross, his eyes filled with pure embarrassment and pain, it is almost too much to handle. - P-please, don't mention it! It's... it's just a small urge! I c-can hold- hold it- He says, squirming even more, he's starting to tear up in shame. - But how about I remind you of it? Cross smirks and starts to move even closer to you. - You're in pain Your legs are shaking You're looking away You look like You're in pain and it's obvious... His gaze becomes more piercing and his voice more ironical, and he comes even closer to Nightmare. - You must piss so bad... Cross knows perfectly well that Nightmare cannot hold on any longer, but he continues to provoke him. - Please Cross... I-I- Cross turns around and puts his hands on Nightmare's waist. - W-WTF CROSS!? Cross starts to caress Nightmare's waist, Nightmare groans at this, crossing his legs trying to contain himself. At one point Cross simply squeezes Nightmare's ectoplasmic bladder, making Nightmare unable to contain himself any longer. Nightmare feels a hot liquid run down his legs, he looks down without being able to do anything else. - See? I knew you couldn't hold it anymore... Tears stream down Nightmare's face as he feels the shame, damn he just wishes he could go to the bathroom after a long day...
  18. View File Bully School: Devil Full Of Scars (Kizudarake no Akuma) - Mai Kasai's desperation and wetting scene Taken from "Kizudarake no Akuma", a 2017 live-action film adaptation of the manga of the same name by Volvox Sumikawa. NOTE: The movie's HDRIP is hardsubbed Chinese Desperation scene starts at 3:31-ish, and Wetting starts at 5:53. Context: Mai Kasai (played by Riki Adachi) has been locked inside a gym storage room, only to be trapped until she wanted to take a bathroom break. Submitter OmorashiFan2012 Submitted 01/09/2024 Category Female  
  19. It’s been a long time since I’ve posted anything to the forums but I was thinking back over an event referenced in an original character I made’s backstory and decided to write it out more fully. Perhaps it’s a tad bit self indulgent as the character hasn’t been used for some time, but I hope you all enjoy this As I’m writing this, this initial post has gotten quite long (at least for me ^^;), so I’ve decided to split it into parts. I’ll try to post part 2 shortly so you won’t have to wait long. Hopefully the set up and premise are enough to keep you interested. ———————- Part 1 Going to an elite boarding school is hard. Going to one when everyone knows who your wealthy father is and thus has their eyes on you can be even harder. The hardest thing of all though, may be doing so with all of those conditions while also having a weak bladder. Vanessa ‘Nessie’ Corrigan is the only child of Baron Corrigan, an incredibly wealthy man who’d almost single handedly launched the careers of several politicians willing to stay within his pocket and push forward whatever policies suit him best. Even when those policies come at the expense of their constituents… Baron Corrigan is not an easy man to please and so it’s not difficult to image he would be just as unforgiving in his parenting style. While he’d initially been disappointed when he discovered he would be having a daughter and not a son, Nessie was an intelligent and precocious child. He soon became convinced that, under his strict tutelage, he could turn her into a worthwhile politician capable of carrying forward the Corrigan name. Perhaps this overwhelming pressure is what caused Vanessa’s issues. Or perhaps she just lost the genetic lottery of bladder control. Either way, Vanessa continued to have accidents long past the age where it was still seen as permissible. Occasional accidents during the day resulted in shaming punishments at home, usually involving a lecture and a timeout in the corner still in her wet clothing. Periods of high stress would make for wet nights, and while her father refused the indignity of buying her any sort of incontinence products, he did expect her to clean her own sheets in her soiled pajamas before proceeding to the rest of her punishment. Attending boarding school had been a brief ray of hope in Vanessa’s young life. She hoped that once no longer under her father’s roof she could finally avoid humiliation. But oh how wrong she was. The teachers were strict and after one too many times denied the bathroom during class, Vanessa’s weak bladder made itself known. Once was an embarrassment that could be recovered from. Twice less so. And when her father announced he’d be taking on one of her popular classmates Brock as a mentee instead of her, any sort of protection her name may have provided her evaporated into thin air. The bullies descended swiftly. For all these reasons and more, Vanessa is at least grateful that now she’s in her senior year, her teachers have stopped denying her the restroom during class. She gets top grades so they can’t argue that her missing will lower her academic standing and after four years in the school it’s clear that no, she cannot hold it until the end of the period, and it’s better to simply let her go then deal with cleaning up the puddle after. This also works in her favor because during class is perhaps the safest time for her to go to the bathroom. Vanessa’s long black hair, pulled back into a ponytail, trails behind her as she speedwalks down the hall with both hands wedged tightly into her crotch. She can feel sweat starting to break out on her pale skin beneath her white button down and gray sweater vest, and the waistband of her gray pleated skirt digs painfully into her swollen abdomen. Her hazel eyes are focused in exclusively on the girls’ restroom that’s just come into view at the end of the hall. She’s so focused, in fact, that she doesn’t even notice Brock joining her in the hallway until he’s suddenly wrapping an arm around her shoulder and halting her progress. “Well if it isn’t my favorite classmate. What are you doing out here Nessie?” Brock asks with a wolffish grin, his grip tightening on her to ensure she isn’t going anywhere. “C-can we not do this right now Brock?” Vanessa pleads. She knows Brock knows exactly what she’s doing. Even if her hands weren’t currently clutching onto her crotch for dear life, her thighs now pressing and rubbing together, there’s only one reason she would be roaming the halls during class. “Do what? I’m just being friendly,” he chuckles as he spins around and starts guiding them away from the bathroom. Vanessa can’t help the whine that leaves her throat as she’s pushed the opposite direction form salvation but with Brock both stronger and taller than her, there’s little she can do other than hope he grows bored or is caught by a teacher before anything worse happens. “P-please not today Brock. I have a presentation later!” she tries again in hopes of appealing to any semblance of humanity Brock may be harboring. ”Oh that’s right! In Mr. Gordon’s class right? Gosh and there’s no way he’d let you skip, huh?” Brock asks with faux sympathy but Vanessa nods frantically anyway. For a brief moment it seems like her pleas have worked as Brock stops marching them down the hall. He thinks for a moment, making an almost comically exaggerated thinking pose as he continues to hold Vanessa captive. “Well if that’s the case we can’t have anyone messing with you before that oh so important presentation! I know, I’ve got the perfect place where you’ll be safe,” Brock says with an all too eager grin. Before Vanessa can ask what he means she suddenly finds herself being lifted as Brock takes hold of the front of her shirt with both hands and forces her backwards. It happens too quickly for her to put up much resistance. One moment she’s in the open hallway cowering under Brock’s mischievous stare, the next she feels her back meet metal and hears the slamming of a metal door as the world goes dark around her aside from three small bars of horizontal light just above eye level. The locker… he’s shoved her into a locker. For a moment she rolls her eyes at the lack of ingenuity. After all it’s such a stereotypical form of bullying. But when her bladder gives an angry pulse that has her gasping and squeezing her crotch even harder, she realizes the full gravity of the situation. She’s not sure if Brock’s fully locked the locker, but with the limited space she has she can’t jimmy it open from the inside regardless. Which means she’s stuck with a very, very angry bladder. With some difficulty she releases one hand from her crotch, squeezing it up past her front to raise it high. She winces as she does so, the tight squeeze causing her hand to press on her bladder as it goes by. As she feels a small leak dampen her panties at the excess pressure, she can only hope that sacrifice is worth it. ”H-hello? Anyone out there? Someone help! Help!! I’m trapped in the locker!” she cries out desperately as she begins banging on the locker door, praying that some teacher will hear the commotion and come investigate. She pounds and pounds on the door, but every time she pauses to listen, no sound of hurried footsteps coming to her rescue echoes down the hall. Panic threatens to overwhelm her as her poor bladder throbs in her abdomen. A part of her almost considers just giving up so at least she won’t be in pain while she awaits rescue. But just before helplessness can consume her she realizes that the period had barely started when she left. Surely her teacher would note her absence and come looking for her. Then she could call attention to her impromptu prison and get herself freed. She just needs to hold on until then. Surely she can do that much…
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