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Candy’s Need Part III Original by: Gee Edited by: DaddyRich Candy woke to a hot dampness around her sex. She smiled to herself as she dipped her hand down the front of her diaper, feeling the slippery wetness of a used diaper. She parted her nether lips and squirmed her finger to the bottom of her vagina. Hooking her pelvic bone, she was able to spray her urine into the palm of her hand. God, that feels good, she thought. I am so soaked. A hot leg startled her. It rubbed over her thigh and compressed her hot plastic pants to her pelvis. A pair of lips nibbled at her ear. “Morning.” “Ann, you gave me a fright. I forgot you spent the night.” Candy stretched and ran her hand over Ann’s diapered bottom, touched her slim stomach, and cupped a pliant breast. She teased the nipple to a turgid point. Ann arched her back and grunted as a hiss of urine bathed the inside of her diaper. “I tried your idea of having an accident in front of Bill. At first, he yelled at me for getting his car seat wet. Then, when we got home, he helped me clean up but almost gagged when he saw my panties full of poop.” Candy licked first one nipple, then the other. Flinging a leg over Ann’s middle, Candy pressed her plastic covered wet diaper against her pelvic mound. Her urethra buzzed with her release. The flood heated her diaper to an erotic squishiness. Candy’s clit throbbed as she mashed against Ann’s bottom. “Did you warn him that you were going to have an accident?” Ann shook out her tangled blond tresses and propped the pillow under her head. “Here’s what happened. “After dinner, I suggested that we catch a movie. I hadn’t peed all afternoon and was fairly bursting to go when we got there. I held it as best I could. I only let a couple of gushes go to relieve the pressure at the show. Since I was wearing dark blue jeans, I didn’t think anybody could see what I had done. “Anyway, on the way home, I did the pee dance. He hurried as much as he could. When we got caught in traffic, I let go. I cried and said I was sorry I was wetting my pants. He was appalled. “It felt so good, I maybe went a little far. I pooped a log while I was coming. I was in heaven. The clean-up was messy. I smeared the poop down my legs on purpose. That’s when he gagged. I said that I was a little sick to my stomach to explain the dump. Then I did it again in my panties in my sleep.” Ann winked. “Both number one and number two.” “He said he woke up to the smell and made me clean it up by myself. He couldn’t take his eyes off me. I made sure he saw my shitty and saggy panties as I went to the bathroom. When I was in there, I could hear him masturbating. I peeked through the crack and could see him humping my wet side of the bed. I made a bunch of noise with the water for a couple of minutes, then came back to bed, clean but naked. He had pulled off the sheets. His face was flushed, and he was hiding his cock in the wet sheets.” “I went up to him and took the sheets away from him. It was sticking straight up and bouncing. I knelt down right there and put it in my mouth. I could taste my pee on it. It was delicious. He came in about two strokes. I said that I was really ashamed of myself and that I was going to use some protection at night until my accidents cleared up. While I was telling him that I would just get supplies from my diaper company and use them for myself, his penis got hard again. He pulled me down on top of him and jammed it right in. He filled me up with cum. While I was lying on top of him, I let a little dribble run between us. I had to diaper myself after he left for work so that I could cum. “He left on a business trip yesterday, which brings me to how I was able to spend last night with you.” Candy combed Ann’s blond cascade away from her face. “I’m glad you did. I needed someone to lick my clit.” She grinned as she slid the bundle of diapers and plastic pants down her legs. Ann spun around in bed, straddling Candy between her thighs. She brought her head down to Candy’s cunt and kissed her lips. Then she tongued the slit to a slimy juiciness that ran down the crack of her ass. Candy added to the wetness with a trickle of urine. Ann lapped it up. Ann reached under her to find her puckered asshole. She reamed the bud with her lube and pee, then dipped into her bowels. Gasping through her come, Candy inhaled Ann’s diapered scent while working the wet diaper over Ann’s urine-glazed buttocks. She massaged the cheeks, running her fingers into the crack of her ass. Ann strained and poked a hot turd into the palm of Candy’s hand. Candy felt the sticky hardness of it as it slipped back into her puckered hole. Candy tugged the diaper up to cover her bottom. Ann pushed again, tenting them up in front of Candy’s face. Ann pinched her sphincter, cutting off her first effort. She pushed again and slid another log beside the first. Candy touched the bulge and lovingly mashed it into Ann’s crack. Ann reached into the front of her diaper and parted her cunt lips, exposing her clit to her anxious fingers. She humped and grunted through her orgasm, filling her diaper with wave after wave of shit. Ann rolled to her back, panting for breath. Candy traced the curves of her breast while she calmed her breathing. Ann covered Candy’s bare, hairless pussy with her hand and smiled as Candy jetted a hot jolt of urine through her fingers. It found its way to Candy’s bottom, making a puddle of acrid cozy warmth between her cheeks. ********************************************** One more part to go, then a three part prequel

I had another drawn out bedwetting yesterday. I love laundry day! Obligatory description of me: 5'3 skinny-fit female in her 20s with shoulder length brown hair and tattoos. I started drinking a monster energy drink around noon, finished by 1:30 and chugged half a Gatorade. At this point I was at maybe a 4/10 so after letting my stomach settle I finished my drink. 2 hours of reading on here and playing video games later, I'm at an 8/10. Now, I've never had a genuine loss of control, so that's what I was going for. 4pm I started sipping on one of those mini wine bottles (raspberry - YUM) and my desperation quickly grew to a 9/10. I felt my bulging bladder and had a shockwave of desperation go through my bladder. I really wanted this loss of control so I ignored the pain and desperation and kept on playing on my switch. I felt like a little kid not wanting to get up to go potty. I even sat myself down on a stuffed animal (for those of you that don't know, I'm a little). At this point I was barely holding on. Whimpering "no, no not now" while trying not to lose my game or lose control. I paused and took a quick clip of my first leak for you guys (shown below the textpost) then quickly sat back down and shoved my hand between my legs to stop it. I went back to my game and kept trying to hold on. The leaks were coming in waves, one or two small spurts at a time, each one I'd whimper again and lean forward, I needed both hands to play so I couldn't use my hands to stop it. Eventually my mind got clouded by desperation and I just let it out. It felt sooo amazing. It started with small spurts, then the spasms made me push out a large stream. Safe to say I lost that game, but at that point I didn't care. I was soaked and loving it. That being said, I still haven't experienced a true loss of control. I've tried following tips, weakening my bladder, rapid desperation, etc., but this is the closest I've gotten and I still ended up losing control somewhat intentionally. TLDR; Gaming and too much to drink led to a daytime bedwetting. Clip of me leaking below. 20220404_141957.mp4

So I'm a 30 year old female, never had a kid, don't do too much holding play right now due to a variety of reasons, never had bladder issues (except minor ones due to a medication I used to be on). But recently, I feel like I have bladder spasms and like I might leak far more often than I ever have before? And this past weekend I did leak. Someone snuck up behind me and scared me and I leaked a little bit into my panties. Like to the point where I needed to change them. I do drink a lot of water since I moved 2 years ago to a place that's much drier than where I used to be and since developing allergies. So I don't know if that's why? I'm wondering if it's because I've done a good bit of deliberate wettings so maybe my body is more relaxed about it but idk.

(Artist: zerink of tumblr.com) Zelda's Late Night It was the end of another fine day in Skyloft, as the sun began to set behind the distant clouds. The sunsets are always so beautiful, Zelda thought to herself as she sat upon her favorite hill, overlooking the Skyloft Academy. She giggled inwardly as she found herself wishing that her childhood friend, Link, were here with her. She had been hiding up there all day practicing The Ballad of the Goddess in preparation for the annual Wing Ceremony the next day. The Wing Ceremony consisted of a race to determine who would graduate and become a knight. This year, Zelda had been chosen as the maiden who would enact the role of the Goddess in the final part of the ceremony, while the victor would be enacting the role of the Goddess's chosen hero. She blushed again as she thought of Link being the victor, it would just be so perfect for her to be the one to do the ceremony for him. I will need to remember to make sure Link gets his practicing in tomorrow and doesn't sleep in! She thought to herself. Finally, she decided to get up and return to the academy. Dusting herself off, she took one last look back at the sunset, she wanted to stay and watch it till the end, but she didn't want Pipit, or any of the other senior class knights to give her a hard time for missing curfew again. Later that evening, Zelda was safely in her room at the Skyloft Academy, getting in some more late night practice. She already had the rhythm of the harp down, but was still struggling with a few of the lyrics. So she sat at her desk with a cup of water to keep her whistle wet in one hand, and a lyrical score sheet in the other. Hoping that no one else would hear her, she had been singing quietly to herself, practicing the verses. After awhile, she grew uncomfortable sitting at her desk, so she moved over to sit on her bed. She sat on the edge of the bed and kicked off her boots, then stood up again to remove her white tights and other adornings. Feeling a little more free now, she sat back on the bed with her legs folded, still wearing the cute pink dress she had made for the upcoming ceremony. After a few more minutes, she rolled over on her stomach, and held the paper out in front of her. As she did this, it put more pressure on her bladder, and she realized that she had to pee. Deciding that maybe a little break would be good anyway, she rolled out of bed, slid into her slippers, and exited the room. (Artist: moxie2D of Deviantart) Zelda walked daintily down the hallway, hoping that none of the boys would see her in a partial state of undress. The short time laying on her stomach had really put a strain on her bladder, much more so than she realized, but fortunately, the restroom was only just down the hall. Upon reaching it, she discovered that the door was locked. "Hello, is anyone in there?" she said softly, as she lightly knocked on the door. There was no response, but she could hear the sounds of water running, someone was clearly taking a bath. Zelda sighed, and stood by the door, waiting. Several minutes passed, and she could still hear the water, whoever was using the restroom was taking their time. The sounds of the bathwater became too much for her, and she decided to return to her room to wait it out. After about fifteen minutes of pacing about her room, her need to go had become quite urgent, so she returned to the hallway to check on the restroom. Surely whoever was in there would be done by now! She thought to herself. Approaching the door, her heart sank as she saw that now, Karane, one of the upper-class girls, was also waiting in front of the restroom door. "Oh, hello, Karane, your waiting for the restroom too?" Zelda asked. "Oh hi! Yeah, I am. Whoever is in there, they've been at it for a looong time." Karane responded. "Oh dear, I was waiting earlier and went back to my room because they were taking too long. That was nearly half an hour ago!" "Really, that long? Surely they must almost be done by now. I need a bath before tomorrow, what about you?" Zelda blushed at the question, not wanting to admit that she needed to pee. "Oh, y-yes, me too. I want to have a good bath for my part in the ceremony tomorrow..." "Oh yeah, you were chosen to play the Goddess this year, right? I'm so jealous! I always wanted to be picked for that. Congrats to you!" "Yeah, I was picked. I'm sorry that you never were, Karane." Zelda said, wincing as the pain in her bladder became worse. Noticing the look on Zelda's face, Karane asked, "Hey, you sure you're okay?" "W-what? Oh yes, I, I'm fine. Just uh, a little nervous about tomorrow, I guess..." Zelda replied. Though in truth she was a little nervous about the ceremony tomorrow, she was mostly only nervous that Link would not be the victor, and they would not be able to do the ceremony together. The reality of the situation was that her bladder's desperation was what was actually causing her to look, 'nervous.' Finally, after what felt like eons, Zelda's father, Gaepora emerged from the restroom, wearing only his bathrobe. The girls both screeched and covered their eyes, Gaepora's face turned red. "Oh, uh, terribly sorry girls, I uh.." he said, fumbling with his words. "Daddy, just go!" Zelda yelped, still covering her eyes as her face burned hot with embarrassment. Why did her father always have to embarrass her like this? He merely nodded at this and shuffled down the hall in his much too short bathrobe. The girls exchanged glances. "Can we just agree to never speak of this again?" Zelda said, her cheeks still red. "Fine by me, it's not like I ever want that image in my head again." Karane replied. "I love my father so much, but he really can be embarrassing sometimes." "Yeah, dads are like that. Anyway, sorry that you still might have to wait a bit, I'm going to need to run some new bathwater, I don't want to reuse your father's water...uh no offense though!" "Oh, uh, yeah, none taken! I wouldn't want to either!" Zelda replied sweetly, though Karane's words were killing her on the inside. She wasn't sure if she could wait long enough for Karane to draw a brand new bath and fully bathe herself. She was considering asking Karane if she would let her go first, but that would be rude, especially since she still didn't know the real reason that Zelda wanted to go first.She sighed as Karane shut the door behind her, leaving Zelda waiting in the hallway again, alone with her full bladder. As soon as Zelda heard the water flowing again, her need to pee became even more desperate. Her bladder twinged painfully, and she had to put one of her hands between her legs to keep her muscles from releasing. The water in the restroom was still flowing, and it was making her pain worse by the second. Before long, a small dribble of urine escaped her failing muscles, and leaked into her pink panties. She squealed, and put her other hand between her legs, straining with all her willpower to keep it from going any further. Deciding that the sound of the water was too much, she began to pace up and down the hallway, while staying out of earshot. However, this was only a short term solution, as the pressure in her abdomen was growing at an alarming rate every second, soon walking was too painful. Fortunately, the water had finally stopped running, so she was able to go and wait in place by the door again. Suddenly, she heard a door open, and looked up hopefully, but it was not the restroom door. Zelda froze in place as she realized that it was the front door, Pipit had just come inside from his nightly patrol. Using every ounce of strength she had, she straightened her body, and removed her hands from between her legs. She didn't want anyone to know that she was so desperate, especially not any of the boys. "Oh, uh, evening, Zelda." He said, blushing and averting his gaze. "E-evening" she stammered "w-what's wrong?" That's when Zelda remembered that she was no longer wearing her tights, and that her lower legs were visible. She quickly put her hands in front of herself, and hung her head in shame while Pipit hurriedly moved past her towards the other end of the building. Suddenly, she realized that there was a warm sensation in her panties, while she had been attempting to appear normal, a very small stream of pee had began to escape into her underwear. She squealed again, and shoved both her hands between her legs once more, stopping the flow. She felt up under her dress, it wasn't bad, her panties had a good wet patch on them, but nothing more, nothing that anyone else could notice. Unfortunately, she was only holding off the inevitable, at this rate, if the restroom didn't become available right at that moment, there would be no way that she wouldn't have an accident. The restroom did not open at that very moment, so Zelda began to lose her battle. Bit by bit, more spurts of urine escaped from her burning urethra and into her undergarments. She could now feel it beginning to leak out of her panties, and through her fingers, with tears welling in her eyes, she clamped them shut, and pressed her hands against her womanhood even tighter, attempting to hold back the flow. It was no use though, her muscles completely gave way, and her bladder started to fully empty into her already saturated panties. Understanding that the flow couldn't be stopped, and not wanting to accidentally brush up against her ceremony dress, Zelda removed her hands from her pee flow. Hot streams of urine were jetting straight through her panties, running down her legs and soaking into her slippers. Before long, there was a large puddle forming at her feet, the pee running down her legs was rivaled only by the tears streaming down her face. As her accident was drawing to a close, she heard the lock turn on the restroom door, as Karane emerged. "Alright, sorry for the wait, it's all your-" Karane gasped. "Oh no, Zelda, are you alright? You had a uh...shoot, I'm sorry!" *sobbing* "I-I..waited a l-long time" *sobs* "P-please don't tell Link!" "What? No no, it's okay, why didn't you just tell me? I would have let you go first. Don't worry, Link will never know, I won't tell a soul." *sniffle* "Promise?" "Yes, I promise. I'm no bully like Groose and his cronies, I wouldn't get anything out of publicly humiliating you. Now why don't you just go ahead and get in there to clean yourself up. I had clean up duty tonight anyway, so I'll grab a mop and take care of your- uh...yeah, I'll take care of it. Sorry, didn't mean to bring it up." Without another word, Zelda shuffled into the bathroom, and closed the door. Her eyes still stung hot with tears, and her underwear were still wet and warm. She wiped the burning tears from her eyes, and stripped out of her clothes. She tossed the soiled clothing to the side, and folded her ceremony dress up neatly on the counter. While she waited for the bath basin to fill, Zelda inspected her slender body. Her inner thighs were still moist to the touch, and her girl parts smelled strongly of fresh urine, this caused a pang of shame and humiliation to shoot through her stomach as she thought about it. She felt so childish, and was glad that Link didn't have to see her this way. She wasn't quite sure why she couldn't stop thinking about him, sure, Link was her best friend, and would be so unconditionally, but why would it have bothered her more for him to have seen this than anyone else? She blushed again, realizing that Link's opinion of his friend really mattered to her because..... (as per usual with Zelda games, the answer to that can be up to your own interpretation😉) Once her bath was over, Zelda put her dress back on, having no clean underclothes, and prepared herself for the walk of shame. She cracked the door open and looked out into the hallway. No one was around, and, as per her promise, Karane had cleaned up Zelda's accident from the floor, her face turned red again at the thought of this. Determining that the coast was clear, she slipped out from the restroom, and hurried down the hallway back to her room, carrying her pee-stained clothing in a little bundle under her arm. As she went down the hall, she prayed that she wouldn't run in to anyone, so no one would see or smell her ruined clothing. Her prayers were answered, she made it back to her room unnoticed, it was after hours, afterall, so most of the students and instructors were in their chambers. Once she was finally back in the safety of her room, she began to relax and come to the realization that everything would be okay. She did still have the ceremony to look forward to tomorrow. I should become closer friends with Karane, she really had my back, and was so understanding. She thought to herself. But for now, let's just worry about Link, I had better hurry and get some sleep so that I can remind him to get some practice in the morning, I know he will probably sleep in otherwise. Still feeling a bit ashamed and childish, Zelda finally crawled into bed and slid between her sheets. As sleep began to overtake her, the worries of her humiliating accident began to drift away. Written by: High Meme-Overlord

View File FF-381 FF-381 - Piss standing on a white curtain! On a busy street a building has its front door wide open and puts a white sheet over it. A woman then walks in, introduces herself to the camera and then turns around and pees on the sheet. Enjoy Submitter omorashi67 Submitted 01/12/2022 Category JAV Collections  

Today, I was feeling naughty at work so I decided to wet my panties, just a little. The problem was that by the time I decided I was going to do it, I was already pretty desperate. The more I had to pee the more turned on I got. The more turned on I got, the more peeing in my panties at worked seemed like a good idea. It would just be a tiny little patch, right? Wrong! I tried to relax enough to let out a small amount. I was nervous so I had to really intensely focus on opening my pelvic muscles...which felt so freaking good...And, well, it worked, a nice strong spurt came out and I was thrilled. It was perfect. I felt the wetness spreading out across my panties and that lovely feeling of it pooling under my bottom...and that's when I realized I was actually still peeing and had never stopped. If I'd stopped I wouldn't be sitting in a slowly growing puddle. The stream hadn't stopped, it had just turned into a small dribble. I wet my chair a fair bit before I was able to finally really stop it. I was so embarrassed and turned on. It was so hard not to start touching myself (aside from a few playful grasps of my wet cunt that I couldn't resist). Fortunately, no one found out as there weren't many people in today. After I cleaned up I went into the bathroom and took a couple pictures to share.

https://www5.javmost.com/ARM-733/ Not necessarily pee, but panties with wet spots!

View File POV Wetting With Masturbation Instruction / Encouragement Title Pretty much says it, four girls all wet their pants for you and then instruct you on how to get off. In the one labeled English girl she takes her top off as pictures. Submitter fury85 Submitted 04/30/2019 Category Peeing

This experience is going to be pretty short because there wasn’t a huge build up of desperation before hand seeing as I was sleeping. That being said I hope you all enjoy it anyway. As always every story I’ve posted thus far have been from my real life experience. If I ever end up writing a work of fiction I’ll be sure to add a fiction disclaimer. While this was a few years ago I was definitely still an adult at the time (probably 20 years old) ______________________________ I’d really like to chalk this up to having an odd or stressful day or even something out of the ordinary happening but I can’t. The day before had gone on like any other day, nothing was out of the ordinary. I had gotten up, had an easy morning, went into work around noon and left at maybe 9pm that evening. When I got home 45 minuets later I didn’t do anything differently. I stripped out of my work clothes, put on some comfy pajamas (a T-shirt and panties), relaxed for a while, had some dinner & water, and got ready for bed around midnight. All of those things add up to an uneventful, boring work day. What’s not boring, however, are my dreams. My dreams typically consist of something like ‘a flying neon purple tiger is walking on top of buildings made out of violins and I have to save the Pope from evil talking vacuum cleaners who are trying to take over the world.’ Those are the kinds of dreams I have, but I always have them. When I went to bed that night I turned out all the lights (save for a hallway night light, I don’t like the dark), flicked on my ceiling fan, plugged my phone in, got under my covers, and started to drift off. I soon fell sound asleep and my dreaming began. I only remember parts of my dream but I know I was in a pretty fancy museum or antique shop of sorts and I was talking to someone, perhaps an employee, who I didn’t know at all and she absolutely would not shut up. I really didn’t want to be talking to this person because in my dream I was trying to get to the bathroom and I couldn’t duck out of the conversation politely. She was wearing this historical costume gown like Marie Antoinette style and shuffling along after me as I walked around. I was going from display to display and getting more and more annoyed because she kept following me. Finally, I ended up in front of a painting and she ran off to join a parade of other people dressed in historical gowns that all looked extremely beautiful. Briefly I began to feel left out and cursed myself for not dressing up for the museum gown parade. At this point I had held it so long trying to get away from this dream woman I was absolutely shaking with the need to pee. I looked around desperately and eureka! I spotted a single restroom across the hall and sighed in relief. At the thought of relieving myself my bladder pulsed and twitched and I almost lost control but held my crotch just in time. Getting control of my need wasn’t easy but I straightened up and looked around to make sure the coast was clear. Not a person in sight, perfect. This was my chance, I was finally alone and I can head to the bathroom. I power walked, almost jogged, down the main hall past beautiful statues, paintings, and fine jewelry on display. I quickly made it to the bathroom and opened the door without bothering to knock first but it ended up being empty anyway. I turned to lock the door behind me with a smile on my face because I knew I had made it just fine. I lifted my skirt, pulled down my panties, and began to pee....ahh so much better.. Shit. My eyes snapped open at the feel of wetness around me and my body automatically stopped the stream. Wait, was that real or was that all in my dream? I sleepily and timidly lifted my blanket to clearly reveal I had absolutely wet the bed. My panties were soaked, my sheets were soaked beneath me, my blanket was damp, the hem of my shirt was a bit damp as well. My heart was pounding from being so abruptly startled out of a dream and I squinted over at my alarm clock, the red letters reading 3:30am, great. And I sill had to pee pretty badly because apparently I had emptied only half my bladder. I knew I couldn’t keep my stream stopped for too long so I jumped out of bed to run to the bathroom across the hall. The ceiling fan making me shiver from the wetness around me. I practically kicked open the door and yanked my wet panties down to the floor where they made a damp fabric sound on the ice cold tile. I didn’t even sit down all the way when my body gave out and continued my stream. I audibly sighed, it felt so good. All the built up pressure finally leaving me. It felt like my bladder was empting itself forever but of course it ended up stopping eventually. “Time to see the damage I did” I thought as I stood back up. I automatically pulled up my underwear without even thinking and by now they were FREEZING. I shivered again at the feeling. I glanced up in front of me at the full length bathroom mirror and pouted at what I saw. Me standing there with hard nipples poking through my shirt from the cold and totally soaked pink lacy cotton panties. I decided to leave them on while I washed my hands and checked on my sheets. I got back to my bedroom, flipped on the light switch and walked over to my bed. Fuck. The puddle was bigger than I thought it would be and it had spread out considerably. My blanket wasn’t too bad but definitely had gotten wet. I quickly stripped my sheets and walked downstairs. The wetness from my lower half was rubbing me the wrong way, but it felt exhilarating being out in the open totally wet with no way to hide myself. Laundry was started and I jogged back up to my upstairs bathroom with the intention of jumping in the shower but I decided to hold off. While this wetting was totally unplanned I still prefer punishments to come after accidents. So I sat in my bathtub with my freezing cold soaked lacy panties and shamefully did kegel exercises for the entire length of my laundry cycle. Thankfully I was alone in the house and I didn’t have to sneak my bed wetting sheets past anyone but I still felt utterly humiliated. I mean, I’m an adult not a little girl who has to wear pull-ups to bed. I should be able to control my bladder, not keep having accidents. Oh well, at least I get to share this experience with you guys. :-)

The Japanese woman as plumbing problems in her apartment with no water running from her kitchen taps and bathroom toilet, so she phones for a plumber and when he and his friend arrive they take a look at the problem. While this is happening she is getting more and more desperate and as to keep grabbing her crotch to stop he peeing herself. Plumbing problem and desperate to pee.mp4

Well, I wanted to share some holiday cheer with everyone. Here are a few pictures I took for a pair of panties I got all dirty and wet for a customer this year. Can you see I had a good time in these? I'm very leaky when I play with myself. These are some deliciously wet panties, but it's not pee! These are actually from two different times where I masturbated in these panties, I did have the let them dry out between each little fun session! If you ever want to order a pair of my panties, check out my website and get in touch! http://rachelkirwan.wixsite.com/panties

Well, this is a little commercial of me, but I'm on my way back to Canada from a couple of weeks travelling in the UK and I may have bought way too many pairs of adorable panties out here. So I've decided to throw a summer sale! Just in case any of you Omorashi fans out there were interested in a pair of panties, or panties that have been wet (because I know you love that sweet sweet smell as much as I do ? I'm doing a buy one, get the second half-price sale. Wetting is always free by the way. Please check out my site and get in touch if you'd like a pair. http://rachelkirwan.wixsite.com/panties/single-post/2018/07/04/Summer-SALE And just because I don't want to just post an ad for my dirty panties side-hustle, here are a couple of pictures of me in wet panties ?

Warning!!! This chapter contains panty pooping and messing! I advise against reading if you dislike any of those things. This chapter continues Alice's day after work. Enjoy!! Alice leaves the office, her bladder feeling quite relieved. Her panties are still soaked from wetting them, and are clinging uncomfortably to her damp pussy and asscrack. She heads to her car and decides to drive to the local drug store in the strip mall near her office. Alice arrives to pick up her normal prescription when a little container catches her eye. A small box which says suppositories an easy relief makes her shiver. Alice has always been curious about being desperate to go number 2! The instructions mentions inserting into her anus and taking 30-45 minutes to begin to work. "That's plenty of time to get home and change" Alice thought a snatching the box. She checks out and walks back to her car, and stomach feeling full from this mornings breakfast. Alice starts her car and pulls into a alley between stores. She unbuckles herself and searches for anyone nearby. Clear. Alice leans to one side and lifts up her skirt. Biting her lip in pleasure, she moans pulling down her wet panties. She opens the box and grabs the suppository. Alice grins naughtily as she inserts one into her tight butt hole. Her anus closes swallowing the bullet-like object. She quickly starts her car and rushes for home. As Alice approaches her subdivision, her bowels begin to rumble slightly. Alice gasps in excitement as she pulls into her driveway. Finally home, she walks inside her ranch style home and heads to her room to change. Alice takes off her work top, skirt, panties and bra off. She then puts on a cute yellow pair of transparent pair of panties. Next, Alice goes to the kitchen to start making herself some lunch. By now she only has 5 minutes before the suppository kicks in. Alice gathers her ingredients and starts to feel her bowels cramp up and really gurgle. She will be in need of the toilet very soon. She continues to prepare her lunch without much difficulty. As Alice is eating, she suddenly jolts in her chair as her bowels contract and start to shift. A fart escapes and Alice gasps, "oh I really need to go soon! I can hold it longer" she reassured herself and placing a hand on her full bowels. Another 5 minutes passed and Alice finishes her lunch and cleans up. Alice walks carefully to her den and goes on her computer to browse the Internet. Another wave of cramps hits her and she quickly shoves a hand on anus to help hold in her load a little longer. She is now dancing and squirming in her seat. "Oh I'm getting so horny from this" Alice moans noticing her hard nipples. Little does she now but there is a pair of eyeballs staring at her thorough the window careful not to be caught. Alice doesn't notice this at all. Alice continues to hold her full bowels, struggling to keep her poop from escaping. Alice is now dripping with nervous sweat from desperation. She moans in agony feeling another cramp hit her. Alice can't take it any longer. She prances to the bathroom. With one hand holding her poop in, Alice to open the bathroom. Her other free hand is too sweaty to get a grip on the round handle. She grunts is frustration. Trying to open the door. Her bowels we winning the battle and her anus is tiring. Alice squirming tries desperately to open the door. Then her bowels release a low fart and poor Alice freezes. Her hand can no longer stop the flow of poop from coming. Her tired anus slowly opens with a low hiss as a long hot messy turd curls its way into her panties. Alice breaks her trance and uses both hands to open the door and step into her bathroom. "Oh no I'm too late! Oh and I've soiled myself and these nice panties!" Alice sighs. Her poop is still forcing is way into her panties as she turns to face the mirror. "Mmm it kinda feels good. I can't believe I had an accident. She purrs. I better clean up and shower now." Alice strips herself and thinks she hears footsteps rushing quietly away from her window. She shrugs it off and gets in the shower. -End