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Here's an edited screencap I did of Legend of Everfree showing Sunset Shimmer wetting herself. I also put it on derpibooru and it's been better received than my other pee edits. I hope you enjoy it. And, since this one was so successful, I did one of Twilight Sparkle as well.

Here's a story I came up with. Initially it was an EqG fanfic, but so few people here are interested in that so I changed Sunset Shimmer into an OC named Sunny who we can imagine in live-action if we wanted to. She's really attractive, about 20 years old, and she's got long blonde hair. The original also had a fart scene but I removed it since that doesn't seem to be popular here either. Note: If anyone who hates omo stumbles upon this through Google, please don't let this ruin the game "Breath of the Wild" (which she's playing) for you. I just chose it cause it's the most addicting game I can think of. If anyone on this site likes the game, hopefully it'll add extra appeal. Also, if it doesn't get a lot of upvotes or positive replies, this will definitely be the last story I post on the forums here, and I might even delete it. Desperate Gaming Sunny was very excited as she ran home. She had had a great time at the picnic with her friends earlier today, having drank a lot of soda and water due to the summer heat. But she also had fun playing her new game, The Legend of Zelda: Breath of the Wild. She had just started yesterday and was having a lot of fun with it. She was wearing a teal tank top and a tight pair of jeans, with skintight black boyshort panties underneath. As soon as Sunny got home, she put together a salad for supper. She wolfed it down really fast, washed it down with a big glass of water, for she was hot and sweaty from running home, and then she ran to her TV, turned her Switch on, and sat on her bed. She resumed her game. Link wasn't wearing any armor; Sunny preferred to play him that way because she had a bit of a crush on Link and found him hotter like this, though if she was fighting some tough enemies she would equip armor for defense. Sunny continued to travel across the world map, completing any shrines that she could, before eventually making her way to Lanayru Tower, encountering a Zora along the way who mentioned that Prince Sidon was looking for Link. She found it rather fun climbing Lanayru Tower, and it didn't take her long to get to the top and activate it. She saw a shrine really close by, and Paraglided to it. The Soh Kofi Shrine's challenge was A Minor Test of Strength. Sunny defeated the Guardian Scout easily, claimed her prizes, and exited the shrine. She picked up a Hearty Radish and talked to a Zora, who told her Sidon was waiting for her on Inogo Bridge. Sunny Paraglided down to the bridge, where a cutscene played introducing Sidon. Sunny found him rather attractive as well, and decided to follow him right away. As she made her way down the path to Zora's Domain, she killed any Lizalfos or Octoroks she ran into. She eventually reached Zora's Domain, and quickly made her way to the Ne'ez Yohma Shrine so she could warp there whenever she wanted, enjoying the pinball-esque challenge. Then she talked to King Zora, saw Ruta's introduction, and then went back to the courtyard to convince Muzu to give the location of Shock Arrows. It was then that Sunny felt an urge to pee. She had drank a lot, but she was sure she could hold it, it wasn't that bad, and she wanted to beat this Divine Beast. After viewing Link's memory of Mipha and finally convincing Muzu with Zora Armor (though still not putting pants on Link), Sunny made her way to the waterfall and swam up it. She eventually reached Shatterback Point, and was quickly noticed by the Lynel. It killed her pretty quickly, but she continued to fight it after respawning, getting more used to its attacks, though her bladder was slowly filling up making it harder for her to concentrate. On her fourth try, she killed the Lynel, though it took several weapons and a few attack-enhancing foods to do it. Having marked some weapons at other locations on the Map, Sunny quickly traveled to these points to replenish her weapon supply, then returned to Shatterback Point by warping to the Zora's Domain shrine and swimming back up the waterfall. She then collected Shock Arrows, until she had enough, and Paraglided over to the Reservoir. She was feeling a little nervous about facing the Divine Beast with a rapidly filling bladder, but she was confident that after that Lynel she could handle anything. Though she nearly wet herself with excitement on realizing she would be riding on Sidon's back for the battle. Sunny had a pretty strong bladder, so she was able to focus on stopping Ruta's ice attacks and shooting its weak points with Shock Arrows. The water made her more uncomfortable, but she beat Ruta rather quickly and boarded it. It did not take Sunny long to figure the dungeon out, although she might have completed it faster if her need to pee wasn't becoming more intense by the minute, and all the water certainly wasn't helping. Ruta's trunk in particular reminded her of the stream that was sure to come out of her eventually. Soon, she activated the fifth terminal. "All right, once I'm done this divine beast, I'll stop and go to the bathroom." Heeding Mipha's warning to not let her guard down, Sunny made her way to the central terminal. As expected, a boss appeared - Waterblight Ganon. If not for Mipha's warning she might have been startled into wetting herself when he appeared. Due to her desperation, Sunny dodged his attacks too early, groaning with frustration each time. She needed to beat this guy FAST or she might have an accident. Finally, she was able to Flurry Rush him, and attacked him with her most powerful weapon. Then she tried to backflip his next attack, but with a little more attention on her bladder she did not fully realize, until it was too late, that Waterblight Ganon was raising his weapon instead of swinging it back. Waterblight Ganon hit Sunny and killed her. "AAAAARRRRRRGGGGH!" Sunny fidgeted waiting for the screen to load. When it did, Sunny fought Waterblight Ganon again, going as fast as she could but trying to remember to time her Flurry Rushes right. Soon, the second phase began, and Sunny crossed her legs tight as the room filled with water. The battle was agonizing, but Sunny didn't die again. She defeated Waterblight Ganon, took her Heart Container, and watched the cutscene. She could have used the bathroom here, but she wanted to see the awesome cutscene of Ruta taking aim at Ganon. She fidgeted during the entire cutscene, telling herself she'd use the bathroom after it was over. As soon as she was warped back to Zora's Domain, her map told her to talk to King Zora. She decided just doing this couldn't hurt, so she talked to him and got Mipha's Lightscale Trident. Finally, it was time to pause the game and get her much-needed relief. But wait... Sunny had noticed a shrine in the distance when she was Paragliding to the Soh Kofi Shrine. So, pausing to remove Link's Zora armor, she warped to Lanayru Tower and Paraglided past the Soh Kofi Shrine. As she made her way towards the orange light in the distance, she fidgeted harder, wishing she could run or Paraglide faster. "I am definitely going to the bathroom after this shrine." She finally reached the Mo'a Keet Shrine and did the challenge. It was a fairly simple one, Metal Makes A Path. All she had to do was use Magnesis on a metal boulder and use it to block the boulders rolling down the ramp leading to the Spirit Orb. Once she was out, she decided to make sure the Foothill Stable was marked on the map. Then, noticing Eldin Tower, she decided to climb it, THEN use the bathroom. She climbed quite a bit up the rocky slopes of Death Mountain, and each time she climbed she groaned and fidgeted harder. Climbing was so slow, and it REALLY didn't help her situation. At least she had her Climber's Bandana to speed it up - she'd always leave this on. After another long and uncomfortable tower climb, she activated Eldin Tower. Now, she should probably use the bathroom before she couldn't hold it anymore. Except... she noticed a shrine in view from Eldin Tower. Without hesitation, she Paraglided to it, fidgeting harder the entire time. As she activated and entered the Ze Kasho Shrine, during the loading screen she lay with her head down and her rear end in the air, kicking her legs because she needed to pee really badly. The first two rooms of the Ze Kasho Apparatus were easy, but for the third, Sunny had to tilt a board to get all three balls on switches. Normally, Sunny wasn't very bad at this thing, but the intense pressure in her bladder made this very difficult for her. Every time she got a ball on a switch, another ball would fall off it. Sunny screamed in frustration and started frantically tilting the board. She eventually realized this wasn't doing any good, so she tried to calm down. She sat with her legs crossed VERY tightly, trying to focus on the challenge. After a few tries, she finally got the balls on the switches, and got the Spirit Orb. As she was exiting the shrine, the loading screen was on, and she decided she'd go to the bathroom right now. But a second later, she scratched that idea - she might be attacked by a Keese or some Stalchildren if it was night. As soon as Sunny was on land, she looked over at Akkala Tower. She knew she should really use the bathroom now, but she couldn't resist getting another tower to unlock more of the map. She reached the citadel, but ran into a flying Guardian. She knew there was no way she could time a shield attack correctly, so she just sprinted past the Guardian, but it shot her with a projectile and killed her. Sunny groaned in frustration. She respawned, and tried running past the Guardian repeatedly, but it kept killing her. "AAAAAAAAGH! STOP IT! I REALLY HAVE TO GO!" She knew she could have paused at any time and addressed her needs, but she couldn't stop playing. She decided to try a different approach and climb the walls, avoiding the Guardian. She successfully reached Akkala Tower, but it was surrounded by Malice. Sunny groaned. This was looking to be a hard tower to climb. She searched the area before finding an eye. She shot it with an arrow, releasing a small metal plank. Knowing this was significant, she picked it up with Magnesis. Normally she would have figured this out easily, but her full bladder made it hard to focus. After about ten minutes, she eventually found the spot to cross to the tower over the plank, and climbed it, activating the tower. She really needed to go. She almost decided to make a break for the bathroom while it showed the tower activating. But she remembered Link had been taking damage from the cold for the last of the climb. If she got back too late, she'd probably freeze to death. So, she squirmed, fidgeted, and kicked her legs frantically until the tower sequence was done. But when it showed the map, she noticed a labyrinth-looking building in the top right hand corner. She couldn't resist checking it out. It looked quite a distance away, so first she teleported back to Ze Kasho Shrine to stop by South Akkala Stable to pick up a horse she had registered yesterday. She had named it Twilight, after her favorite pony from My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic. She rode her horse towards the corner of the map as fast as she could, fidgeting and crossing her legs with a pained expression on her face. She stopped at the Katosa Aug Shrine along the way. She groaned when she saw it was another Apparatus challenge, but to her relief, it was just one challenge of hitting a ball into a hole with a giant hammer. Essentially, just a round of mini golf. It took her a few tries due to her extreme desperation but she got it in, and quickly got her Spirit Orb. Then she rode Twilight back towards the corner. Sunny found Robbie's lab, but she wasn't in the mood to look for the blue flame. She wanted to see what was in this labyrinth. She looked over a cliff and found it. Taking a deep breath, she Paraglided to it, not sure whether she would make it - both for the flight and for her desperate need of a bathroom. The flight took so long, and while Sunny had to keep her finger on the control stick, she squirmed harder, crossing her legs and sweating a little. "This time, I WILL take a bathroom break once I'm done here!" She knew she needed relief fast or else she'd have to change her pants really soon. As soon as she landed, a voice said to find the shrine inside the labyrinth. First, she got clear of a Guardian in a tunnel at the right side of the entrance, avoiding Guardians. She needed to pee so badly she decided to just climb to the top. She feared the wall would not be climbable, but quickly found that it was. She was about a quarter of the way up when it started to rain, causing her to slip and fall to the ground. "REALLY not a good time for rain!" said Sunny. Not only did it keep her from climbing, but it made her pee desperation worse, and she had a harder time holding it. So, she explored the labyrinth on ground level, searching for the shrine. As she did, she was close to bursting point. Her bladder was overflowing past any level of desperation she had ever known. This time, she really would stop after the shrine no matter what else. She knew she could just pause, but she really wanted to find this shrine, and just couldn't stop playing. After just over ten minutes, she leaked a little, dampening her jeans. She whimpered, and almost wanted to pause right there, but she felt if she did stop for a bathroom break before finding the shrine, the labyrintyh would have defeated her. So, against her better judgment, she continued searching for the shrine, fidgeting hard with her legs crossed. She leaked a few more times, and eventually made her way to the left side of the map. She kept searching, but couldn't find anything leading to the shrine. "WHERE ARE YOU?" said Sunny. "I'm about to wet my pants!" She leaked again, causing the wet spot to get even bigger. And then, less than a minute later, her overflowing bladder finally gave out. A warm stream of pee burst out of her, flooding her boyshorts in seconds and spraying against her jeans with a loud hiss. Sunny froze as she felt the warm wetness soak her crotch and butt, the sound and smell of her pee very noticeable. The blanket around her was starting to get wet, and she was sure her mattress would take some damage as well. After about thirty seconds of peeing, she decided that there was nothing keeping her from finishing the labyrinth, and continued playing, even though she was still peeing. Sunny peed for just over two minutes, sighing in immense relief once she was done. She had needed to go really badly and held it for hours. About four minutes later, she found the shrine. After claiming her Spirit Orb, she was about to get up and use the bathroom, when she remembered. "Oh, right. I just went." So she continued playing in her wet pants. She got several more shrines in the Akkala region, getting more stamina and hearts for Link. She found Korok Forest, though it took her a while to figure out how to navigate it. She also bought some Fireproof Elixirs from Gaile at the Foothill Stable and beat Divine Beast Rudania, finding the "battle" with Rudania annoying, and thankful she hadn't done this part when she was desperate. Not that it made a difference, since she ended up peeing herself anyway. She played for hours and hours, though she did pause to drink some water bottles. She needed to pee a few more times, so she just went in her pants. They were already wet, so she couldn't damage them any further. At about 1:00 in the morning, she finally got tired and shut the game down. She looked at the wet spot on her bed, and down at her wet pants, and laughed at herself a little. It was kind of silly how she kept playing while desperate and didn't just pause and go to the bathroom. It shouldn't have been that hard. Because of the wet spot on her bed, she slept in her wet pants that night. The following morning, she thought she wet the bed, but between her usual need to pee and her pants being damp, and the damp spot on the bed being clear of her nether regions, she knew this wasn't the case, and remembered what had happened. She took her morning pee in her pants, then showered, changed into a clean pair of jeans and a white T-shirt, and put her pee-soaked outfit and sheets in the washing machine, hoping her mattress would dry soon, though it would be stained. When she met up with her friends, she sheepishly told them what had happened last night, and they all shared a laugh, Sunny laughing right along with them, for she found it funny as well. Her friends would tease her lightly for this but it was all in good nature and she didn't mind, and she knew they still liked her. She took greater care to pause her game for bathroom breaks in the future.

View File SCOP-521 Scene 1 - A female jogger desperate to pee knocks on a mans door asking him to use his bathroom. For some reason them man wont let her go inside his bathroom the woman begs and pleads until she finally cant hold it anymore and wets herself. Scene 2 - A woman appearing to be drunk and desperate to pee late at night knocks on a mans door asking to use his bathroom. The man refuses to let her in. The woman really needs to pee and trys persuading the man multiple times even offering to let him play with her breast's and trying to trick him pointing at the sky to get him to look at something and trying to run inside. After many failed attempts to get in she loses control and wets herself. Then she just walks in and passes out on his couch. Scene 3 - A woman desperate to pee walks down a street and notices a man entering his home and asks if she could use the restroom. The man is reluctant to let her use the bathroom the woman squirms and begs but eventually wets herself. The man takes her to a room and offers to dry off her legs with a towel. She agrees and after he gets done she immediately wets herself again peeing even more. File 4 (SCOP-521-Uncut) - This contains all 3 files plus all the sex that happens after each wetting. There is a lot of extra peeing and squirting in between and during the sex parts of this JAV Enjoy Submitter omorashi67 Submitted 09/30/2019 Category JAV Collections  

View File EE-126 sorry if repost pictures are in order of downloads the first 2 parts have 5 different girls each and the last one has 4 enjoy Submitter omorashi67 Submitted 11/23/2018 Category JAV Collections  

This is a chapter of The Extreme Fetish Series I wrote on fimfiction. It has Sunset Shimmer - a pony turned human - wetting and messing her pajamas after being tied up for an extended period of time on a dare. (Don't worry, she finds it enjoyable) Contains farts, too. I thought someone here would be interested to read it, and I think, between having a lot of wetting in it and the messing being pretty standard, it's good enough for here. Note: One of my more extreme fantasies, though apparently there are people with more extreme fetish fantasies, and I hope this isn't the weirdest fantasy someone here has had. If you want one for Sunset only wetting her pajamas, try Equestria Girls Short Stories, Sunset Shimmer's Desperate Night, or Sunset Shimmer's Bath. Edit: The person I posted this for doesn't like bondage. It's a turn-off to him, so he probably won't like this. Therefore I'm thinking about deleting this one, but I need input from my number one fan first. If she wants it to stay up, and anyone else finds it enjoyable, it will stay here. Sunset Shimmer's Dare (or Extreme Sunset Fetish) In the Equestria Girls world, Rainbow Dash and Applejack were away on a big trip to another city for a sports competition. Twilight Sparkle, Fluttershy, and Pinkie Pie were with them, Twilight wanting to go to a museum, Fluttershy wanting to go to a petting zoo, and Pinkie Pie wanting to throw a big party for Rainbow Dash and Applejack once their competitions were over. Sunset Shimmer and Rarity stayed behind, as Rarity had a deadline to finish, which she had on the second day the others were gone for, and Sunset had a dentist appointment on the same day. They didn't mind too terribly, though, and on the night of the second day, when all they needed to do was done, they had a sleepover at Rarity's house. After a pillow fight, it came time for Truth or Dare. "Rarity, truth or dare?" "Truth." "What's your deepest, darkest, secret?" "Can you ask me something else?" "You can't change the question." "I really don't want to tell anyone this..." "You can give me ANY dare you want after this. Even if it's pulling my pants down and spanking me 50 times!" Sunset blushed lightly, for she wanted Rarity to do this. "ANY dare?" "You got it." "Well... Two months ago, the sirens tied me up, and gave me a spanking. And they made me fart a lot. And they made me wet myself and soil myself. Only Applejack and Pinkie Pie found out, and Applejack punished the sirens, but... I've only ever told Applejack this, but a part of me enjoyed all of it. Too much, for someone as ladylike as me." She was blushing beet red now. "And, I've been asking her to get fart powder for me often, because I... I really love to fart. And, some nights, I stand in the shower and pee myself. Twice I even got Applejack to do the same thing to me that the sirens did. I think I have a fetish for all that." "Wow," said Sunset. "I never would have guessed." "So, there you have it. I hope you won't think any differently of me..." "Not at all," said Sunset. "I have fetishes too. Everyone does. And a deal's a deal. Give me any dare you can think of, no matter how extreme. Unless it's something like turning into a demon and attacking people again." "Well..." A devious grin spread across Rarity's face. "Sunset, truth or dare?" "Dare, of course." "I dare you to let me tie you up and do whatever I want to you for as long as I want!" Sunset felt a little nervous at this, but she wasn't about to back out of her deal with Rarity. They walked into the basement, where Rarity set up an old mattress she rarely used anymore, and had Sunset get on it. Sunset was sure, so she wouldn't have to sleep on the floor. Rarity tied both of Sunset's feet together, and her hands behind her back. Rarity had gotten a box full of cans of Coca Cola for the sleepover, because she knew it was Sunset's favorite drink. Sunset had already drank three cans tonight, and Sunset had her drink two more. This isn't so bad. She's giving me my favorite drink. "Raise your rear end in the air," said Rarity. Sunset did as she was told, her heart pounding. Was Rarity really about to do what she thought she was? SLAP! Sunset let out a squeal of pleasure as Rarity slapped her butt. Her pajama pants were still up, but Sunset loved it either way. This was her biggest fetish. Rarity swatted Sunset's rear a total of 20 times. "Oh, your poor bottom must be in so much pain," said Rarity once she was finished. Sunset's butt did hurt, but she didn't mind, having greatly enjoyed the spanking. "Would you like a butt massage?" said Rarity, who couldn't stop staring at Sunset's butt and how cute it looked in her pajama pants. Sunset had the biggest and cutest butt of any of her friends, including Rarity herself. "Sure," said Sunset. "If that's what you want to do, I mean." She blushed a little. Rarity rubbed Sunset's butt. It felt so soft against her hands, and she liked the feel of the fabric of her pajamas as well. Sunset was enjoying this as much as Rarity, and couldn't hold in her sigh of satisfaction. But, after about five minutes, she couldn't hold in something else either. FFFFFRRRRRRRT! "Ooh, Sunny, what did you eat?" said Rarity as she took a whiff of the fart. Sunset blushed. "I'm so sorry Rarity. I didn't mean to..." "It's not your fault. It's mine for putting fart powder in your drink. You are going to get really gassy." So, Rarity was going to make her fart? She sure kept up her ladylike facade well when she was with the others. It was still a little embarrassing. PPPPPPPPPPFFFFFFFTTT! Sunset let out another loud fart for about 9 seconds. Rarity didn't stop rubbing Sunset's tush, and inhaled deeply. "Let me know if you get hungry or thirsty," said Rarity. Rarity had the heat on in the basement, so Sunset was starting to sweat. After half an hour of farting, Sunset told Rarity she was thirsty, so Rarity gave her three cans of coke - each containing fart powder. In-between farts Rarity would sniff Sunset's butt. Sunset thought this was a little weird, but mostly coming from Rarity, and she secretly liked it. An hour into the dare, Sunset felt something else inside her. "Rarity... When are you going to untie me?" "The night before the other girls get back." "But that's four days from now! I can't hold it that long!" "Hold what?" Rarity was feeling a little aroused. "I have to go to the bathroom. I drank what, eight cans of pop?" BBBBRRRRRRT! "Just hold it," said Rarity. "Or go in your pajama pants." "I can't! It would be way too embarrassing." She let out a quiet, airy fart for about 14 seconds, which Rarity heard. "The dare was I could do anything I wanted to you for as long as I said." "Right," said Sunset, who was regretting asking Rarity's deepest secret now and knew where this was going. "I'll just hold it." "For four days? I don't think so. Things are going to get wet before this is over." Sunset fidgeted, struggling against her bonds, but Rarity had tied them tight and she couldn't get out of them on her own. When Sunset's farting began to decrease, Rarity gave her three more cans of coke, which she reluctantly accepted. Another hour later she really needed to go, and in her current position she couldn't hold herself or even cross her legs. It didn't help that Rarity kept slapping her behind, causing jolts of pain and excitement, and then rubbing it, causing relaxation, both of which nearly made her lose control. Another half hour later, when Rarity slapped Sunset's rear, she accidentally leaked a little into her red panties, and let out a whimper. Then Rarity gave Sunset another butt massage, causing her to leak for about five seconds, dampening the crotch of her pajama pants. "I don't think I can hold it," said Sunset. "I have to pee REALLY badly!" "Just let it all out," said Rarity. "Relax. Think of how much you're enjoying me rubbing your tushie." Sunset couldn't deny, while most of her concentration was on her very full bladder, part of her was still enjoying Rarity's hands caressing her rear. She started to relax a little, leaking for seven seconds this time and forming a dark spot on her crotch, while at the same time farting loudly. "You don't want me to pee all over the mattress, do you?" said Sunset. "That's what I got it for!" said Rarity. "Nowadays I only use this mattress when Pinkie comes over. Sometimes she drinks too much pop and cider, and wets the bed." She slapped Sunset's butt lightly, causing Sunset to squeal and let another spurt of pee leak into her underwear. Ten minutes later, Sunset fidgeted more, and leaked for four seconds on a loud 15-second fart. Her leaks quickly became more frequent, as her bladder was quivering and she was losing control. She knew she was about to burst, and that Rarity wouldn't untie her. Then, came a leak Sunset couldn't stop. Five seconds. Ten. Fifteen. Twenty. She tried as hard as she could to stop her stream, but she couldn't. Sunset was peeing herself all the way. She blushed with embarrassment as she soaked the crotch and legs of her purple pajama pants. Despite her humiliation, Sunset couldn't help but sigh in relief. It did feel nice to let go after holding it in so long, and she had to admit to herself, she liked the warm feeling of the pee soaking her crotch and running down her legs, as well as some naughty pleasure from doing something like this. She peed for about a minute and 15 seconds, farting twice in the middle of it, and enjoyed the feeling of relief when it was done. Her pajama pants were wet, and so was a large section of the mattress. Rarity got Sunset into a sitting position so she was sitting in her puddle of pee. She made Sunset drink the last four cans of coke, saying she'd get some tomorrow. Sunset let out several wet farts as she sat in her wet pajamas for another two hours, in the middle of which Rarity gave her three glasses of water. After the two hours, Sunset had to pee really badly again. She'd hate to admit it, but she had really enjoyed wetting herself once. She knew Rarity would force her to do it again, but she didn't want her to know how much she wanted to. "I have to go pee," said Sunset. "Again." "Well, what are you waiting for?" said Rarity. Sunset let out a fake sigh, and began peeing like a race horse. She blushed lightly but gave a deep, satisfied sigh as she felt the warm wetness re-wet the crotch of her pants, further soaking her butt which had been damp from sitting on the wet section of mattress before. Once she was done peeing, she let out a loud fart, and giggled. "You're really enjoying this aren't you," said Rarity. Sunset blushed more. Rarity simply got her back facedown and on her knees, slapped her pee-soaked butt 15 times - though a little more lightly than before - and then rubbed it, loving every time Sunset accidentally farted on her, and Sunset couldn't hide how much she loved it. Once Rarity was done, she gave Sunset five glasses of water, and set her on her side. "I'm going to bed now. Good night, Sunny." "Good night Rarity," said Sunset. ... Sunset woke up. She initially struggled against the ropes, before remembering the position she was currently in. Her pants and mattress were still damp. She needed to pee more than her usual morning pee. So, she sat up and let it all out in her pants, sighing of relief and giggling. She could see why Rarity loved this so much. It was also arousing for her, and she might have discovered a new fetish. "Good morning, Sunny," said Rarity as she walked into the room, wearing her usual purple skirt. Sunset farted loudly. "Good morning, Rares." Rarity gave Sunset a bowl of her favorite cereal for breakfast. She gave her three glasses of water, and left to get some coke. Sunset released a flurry of wet farts while Rarity was gone, giggling with each fart. When Rarity returned, she went back to slapping and rubbing Sunset's butt, while giving her cans of coke, Sprite, or root beer, which she had now gotten a lot of. At noon, by which time Sunset had peed again, Rarity gave Sunset some hot dogs and a big plate of beans. Sunset liked these foods but rarely ate them around her friends because it made her gassy. But, she felt no shame of farting in front of Rarity, and thought it was fun. By now her pajama pants smelled of pee and farts, with a bit of sweat. Her panties, twice as much. But, Rarity seemed to like it. At about 3:00, Sunset said "I have to pee, REAL bad!" Intending to hold it as long as she could so she could enjoy the wetting more. "So do I," said Rarity. She stood above Sunset so that she was between her legs, and hiked up her skirt so that Sunset could see her purple panties. "Rarity, what are you-" She paused as a thick stream of pee cascaded on her, soaking what parts of her were still dry within seconds, while Rarity sighed in relief. Sunset couldn't believe it - Rarity was peeing on her. Through her panties. She had heard of this somewhere before. This was called a golden shower, and she liked it. A combination of excitement and the warm wetness of the shower caused Sunset to start peeing as hard as she could. She had never known this could be so fun. Once both girls finished wetting themselves, Rarity spanked Sunset 30 times, and massaged her tush to make the pain go away. Rarity stayed in her wet panties the entire day. For supper, Rarity gave Sunset a big plate of chili and some hot dogs. With some fart powder sprinkled on. Sunset peed a few more times that day, and farted more times than she or Rarity could count, but she was greatly enjoying this. ... On Day 3, Sunset woke up to find her pants soaking wet, instead of the dampness from yesterday morning. She had peed in her sleep. She figured this was because of her current state and it would go away once she returned to her normal lifestyle. If anything it made her more aroused. "How's Sunny doing today?" said Rarity. "I wet the bed," said Sunset without shame. "Ooh, time for 20 spankings!" said Rarity, and Sunset squealed in excitement, peeing a little more. Today went the same as usual, except, after peeing on her again through her same pair of underwear, Rarity gave Sunset some prunes, along with some prune juice with fart powder in it. This made Sunset a little nervous. The last time she had eaten prunes, it had quickly made her need to poop so badly she had to do it behind a tree. No one had seen her do her business but they had heard it, and once she was done, Pinkie had checked behind the tree and incessantly described her pile of shit, which had been hyperscat - a lot of small, very soft and wet particles had come out at once. It was so wet that Sunset had needed to change her underwear, even her shorts, when she got home. Only ten minutes in, Sunset let out a boisterous fart, and could feel her underwear get dirty. Rarity giggled at the sight of a brown stain at the back of Sunset's pants, but she hadn't quite messed herself yet. "Rarity... I need to go... BAD! And I think you know what I have to do this time." "That doesn't change a thing. Go in your pants, like I did." "I don't think this will be as fun as peeing myself." "It might be. And you have to do whatever I say until the night after tomorrow." Sunset held it as long as she could, in her facedown position, sweating profusely from the effort and letting out several farts that were wetter and smellier than before, a few of which were sharts. Until she could hold it no longer. PPPPPBBBBBBLLLLLLLLLRRRRRRRRRRT! Sunset noisily filled her already wet and smelly pajama pants with a big, wet, brown mess. A lot came out at once, and she soiled herself for eight seconds. Rarity let out a squeal of excitement as she saw a brown bulge appear on Sunset's butt. Sunset cringed as she felt her mess leak through her heavily soiled underwear and down her legs, and a very unpleasant smell reached her nose. Rarity set Sunset in a sitting position so she could feel her mess squish beneath her rear. She wiggled around a bit, before realizing she enjoyed the sensation, and giggled, blushing lightly. ... On Day 4, Rarity continued to spank and rub Sunset's butt, though it didn't feel quite the same with the mudslide in her pants, they both still liked it. The day went on the same as before, and Rarity gave Sunset more prunes. She was in a sitting position the next time she messed herself, and she thoroughly enjoyed it this time. ... On the night of Day 5, Sunset peed again. She had soiled herself again today, and Rarity had peed on her again. She of course had peed and farted more times than she could count, and she smelled really bad. But, both she and Rarity loved it. "Well, that's the end of the dare," said Rarity. "The other girls get back tomorrow." She untied the very wet and very smelly Sunset. "Aw, does it have to end now?" said Sunset. "We can keep it going if you want the other girls to find out." Sunset blushed. "No, you're right. But let's set this up again some other time. Hey, you said you had Applejack do that to you, right?" "Yes, of course." "Maybe we can tell her, and she can do that to both of us." "We could do that. I mean, she and I kind of have a thing going, but she said she likes to satisfy Rainbow Dash's fetishes as well, and I'm sure she'd love to." "Well, I think it's time we take a long bubble bath and a shower," said Rarity. "You smell absolutely foul, and I've been wearing the same pair of underwear I peed in for three days straight. And, after you soiled yourself the first time, I ate some of the prunes too and didn't use toilet paper after." "Well, you're still cleaner than me right now," said Sunset. She and Rarity giggled, and then started the bubble bath. ... The next day, Sunset took her pajamas out of the dryer, which were spotlessly clean and smelled only of laundry that had just come out of the dryer. Her panties were stained slightly at the butt, but she didn't mind. Sunset herself no longer smelled of pee, poop, farts, and sweat, having cleaned up as nicely as her pajama pants. That afternoon, Sunset and Rarity reunited with the other girls at the airport. "Did you have a good trip?" said Sunset. "It was really fun!" said Rainbow Dash. "Applejack and I won by a landslide!" "And the museum was really..." began Twilight. "Uh, I hope it wasn't too boring back here." "Rarity and I had lots of fun together," said Sunset, and she and Rarity did the rump bump. THE END

This story contains a soap/washing scene after the omorashi. May contain excess amounts of omorashi before the bath, but that's what this site is about! Actually not sure if I like how this one turned out, I might stop writing after this. Sunset Shimmer's Bath Sunset Shimmer was camping with Twilight Sparkle. They were both asleep inside their tent, wearing their pajamas. Sunset woke up in the middle of the night, really needing to pee. She had drank a few too many bottles of water last night due to the summer heat. So, she stood up and walked towards the outhouse. Just as she was about to grab the door handle and open it, she felt someone grab her from behind. She was startled, nearly losing it there. Her arms were tied behind her back, and then Sonata Dusk picked her feet up and tied them together. Sunset started to scream for help, but Adagio Dazzle, who was to the side, put duct tape over her mouth. Sunset was sure Aria Blaze was the one who tied her arms. She struggled against her bonds as the sirens carried her to their camp and put her in a chair. "We will have our revenge," said Adagio. "So, we'll hold you here for a bit and leave you to the mosquitoes and venomous spiders and snakes and wolves," said Aria. "There are no venomous spiders, snakes, or wolves at this camp," said Adagio. "We're not going to kill her. We're just going to torment her a while. Let's make sure we give her some water or apple juice every few hours." Sunset let out some muffled sounds. Adagio tore the tape off her face. "Can you untie me?" she said. "I have to go to the bathroom." "Just hold it," said Aria, and she put the tape over Sunset's mouth again. Sunset held it in all night, fidgeting harder by the hour as the pee sloshed around inside her. As the sun came up, Sunset felt like she was about to burst. She held it for another ten minutes, before the floodgates opened and she started peeing full force. She blushed with embarrassment as she wet her pajama pants. Sonata walked up to her to see how she was doing. "Girls, get over here! She's wetting her pants!" Adagio and Aria rushed over to watch Sunset's accident. Sunset hung her head in shame. "Wow, you really needed to go!" Sonata giggled when Sunset was still peeing after a minute. After another twenty seconds, Sunset finally finished wetting herself. The sirens laughed at her. Then Adagio took the tape off her mouth. "Breakfast," she said, holding up a bottle of apple juice. Sunset was feeling a little thirsty so she drank the entire bottle. "Can I at least change?" said Sunset. "Nope," said Aria, putting the tape back over her mouth. It was very hot today, and Sunset was sweating so much the sirens had to give her water every hour to make sure she didn't get dehydrated. At lunch, Sonata got an entire bottle of soda and forced Sunset to drink the entire thing. It wasn't long before Sunset needed to pee again. The sirens sat in front of her to watch her squirm. "Honestly, I never even thought of this part of it," said Adagio. "But it's probably the sweetest bit of our revenge." After holding it and fidgeting for hours, Sunset ended up peeing herself again. They kept her there for two more days. During these days, as soon as Sunset felt she needed to pee she stopped trying to hold it and just peed right there. She didn't want the sirens to get the pleasure of watching her squirm trying to hold it. By the beginning of Day 4, Sunset was starting to smell, not only of pee, but with the sweaty smell of one who had not washed in days. Flies were buzzing around her. Adagio waited patiently until Sunset peed again, and then untied her. "This should be enough for now. I think we've gotten our revenge, and you're stinking up the camp." "Yeah, you smell worse than after Sonata's had tacos for lunch," said Aria. Sonata giggled. Then, Twilight Sparkle came in. "Sunset! I've found you!" Sunset blushed. Normally she'd be glad to see her, but she had just been released and now had no time to cover up her very wet pajama pants. "Oh, you don't need to worry about us," said Adagio. "We were just letting her go." "After what you put her through, don't think I'll let you get away with it!" Twilight used her magic to levitate all three sirens (who, by the way, were wearing their main outfits: Light purple leggings under purple shorts for Adagio, purple jeans for Aria, and a pink miniskirt for Sonata). Twilight gave all three of them wedgies on a tree branch, and then levitated some vines to tie their hands behind their backs just in case. Twilight and Sunset made their way back to their campsite. Sunset smelled really bad, and she was soaked from her rump down, but Twilight didn't say anything. Once they reached camp, Twilight said "Would you like me to give you a bath?" Sunset nodded, still blushing with embarrassment. They walked into the shallow section of the lake, Sunset still wearing her pajamas, for they desperately needed to be washed too. Twilight filled a bucket with water and poured it over Sunset. The water was cold but Sunset liked the feeling all the same. After Twilight poured a few buckets of water on Sunset, she walked back to the tent to get the soap while Sunset sat down in the shallow water, soaking wet. Twilight returned and told Sunset to stand up. Sunset did so, and Twilight squirted some of the liquid soap all over Sunset and started scrubbing her. First she scrubbed her back, then her smelly armpits. As Twilight scrubbed, the liquid soap turned into foam. Sunset enjoyed every second of this. Partly because she was finally getting a chance to wash off from the dirty, smelly state she was in, and partly because Twilight washing her like this was a new and enjoyable experience for her. Once Twilight had finished washing Sunset's top half, she poured a dollop of shampoo on her hand and lathered Sunset's hair completely. Then, Twilight started to massage Sunset's butt with her soapy hands. Sunset took immense pleasure in this and let out a sigh of satisfaction. Twilight also liked rubbing Sunset's tush, for it was very soft and she loved how it looked in her pajamas, despite how it smelled. Once Sunset's butt was clean, aside from the soap bubbles that covered it, Twilight scrubbed Sunset's legs entirely. When Twilight was finished, Sunset was covered from head to foot in suds. Well, almost from head to foot. "Can you do my feet now?" said Sunset. "Sure. Sit down." Sunset sat in the water and lifted her stinky feet up. Twilight scrubbed her feet, making sure to get between her toes, until they didn't smell anymore. Then Twilight poured a bucket of water on Sunset's head to rinse her off. Now she was sparkling clean and smelled only of soap and shampoo. "How are you doing?" said Twilight. "Much better. I really enjoyed that." "That was rather fun for me as well." Sunset heard a soft hissing noise, and saw a wet spot forming on Twilight's purple shorts as pee trickled down her legs. "You could have gone before we started," said Sunset. "I didn't have to go that bad." Twilight blushed lightly, and Sunset understood. Twilight finished peeing, and then said "Can you wash me now?" ... The sun dried them that afternoon, and they continued to have fun. "What about the sirens?" said Sunset. "We'll release them tomorrow morning," said Twilight. "It's not that hot today, and they just drank quite a few bottles of water this morning." ... At their campsite, all three sirens were fidgeting, still hanging from tree branches by their underwear. "I gotta go pee!" said Sonata. "Yes, I know! We all do!" said Aria. "This is the last time we do anything like that to any of the Rainbooms," said Adagio.

I It was a glorious summer’s day, we had gone into the park for a lazy afternoon and to have a picnic together. Jane and I had been going out for a while, and the park was quite near to the flat where Jane lived, I was in a shared house a few miles away. We had both been busy making the picnic in the morning, putting together a delicious array of finger foods and plenty of cold drinks, the weather was hot and the forecast was for it to be a lovely day. We strolled hand in hand into the park, carrying the picnic basket and a cool-box of cold drinks, and we headed to a quieter grassy area beneath the trees and away from the more crowded area near the entrance, where the children’s playground and the facilities were located. We laid out the blanket on the ground and unpacked the food, it looked delicious, but we were both so thirsty on such a hot day that we quickly drank some cool lemonade before settling down for the afternoon. The time passed, we chatted and laughed, slowly eating the food and drinking more lemonade from the cool-box. Inevitable I began to need a wee, and I was wondering what to do, I didn’t want to move. We lay together on the blanket, Jane with her head in my lap then, as if reading my mind, Jane announced that she needed a wee. I said I did too, but neither of us made any effort to move, we just lay together in the glorious sunshine. I began thinking about Jane needing a wee and my mind wandered, how desperate was she? Should we head over to the toilets soon? I was getting quite desperate myself and, if we didn’t, I was imagining what might happen? As we lay there, Jane began moving restlessly then sat up and, kneeling on the blanket, began to press herself with her hand, squeezing herself hard through her dress. She looked at me saying, ‘Oh my, I’m really dying for a wee, are you?’ I sat up too, ‘Yes I really need to go too,’ I replied. ‘Should we pack up?’ Jane looked around, ‘Well, you could go over to that nearby tree for a wee, it would be ok, no one would be able to see what you are doing.’ She paused before adding, ‘In fact, would you do that, because I would really like to watch you?’ ‘What about you?’ I asked. ‘Well, I’m dying to go now,’ she said, ‘But I’ll just have to wait. ‘Anyway, you go over there, and I’ll enjoy watching you,’ she said. I was surprised but was happy to oblige, so I got up and went over to the tree. She followed, unzipping my fly in my shorts and watching as I let go a stream of wee onto the ground from my semi erect penis. ‘Now what about you?’ I said when I had finished, taking her hand as we walked back and sat on the blanket. Jane was clearly quite desperate for a wee, ‘I don’t know what to do, I can’t wait much longer,’ she said looking around, ‘I don’t think I would make it to the toilets, but I can’t just pull my knickers down here, people in the park can see us.’ I was getting quite turned on. ‘I’m really dying to go,’ she said and she began holding and pressing herself between the legs again. ‘In fact, if I don’t go soon, I’m going to wet myself.’ , imagining her wetting herself was actually making me quite horny. ‘Well, if you’re so desperate, why don’t you?’ I suddenly said. ‘It’s ok.’ She looked at me, ‘Are you saying you wouldn’t mind if I were to wet my knickers?’ I looked at her, ‘Yes, if you are so desperate what can you to do? It doesn’t matter, it’s fine, that’s what I am saying,’ I replied. She was wearing a long summer dress. ‘Look, let me help you,’ I said. ‘Come on, let’s go and sit over there.’ We got up and moved onto the grass. Jane knelt down but was still holding herself through her dress. I carefully spread her dress out around her and then gently took her hand away. ‘Now your dress is well out of the way, why don’t you sit down with your knees up, and then let go and wee?’ She looked at me. ‘Are you giving me permission to wet myself?’ she asked. ‘I am,’ I said. ‘Just wee on the grass. Pretend you haven’t got your knickers on, no one will be able to tell,’ I said. She thought for a moment, ‘You really don’t mind? I’m dying for a wee.’ I grinned at her, ‘I don’t mind at all,’ I replied. ‘Ok, what harm can it do,’ she said. ‘Alright, if you think it’s ok and you’re sure you don’t mind, I’ll do it, I really am bursting to go.’ Jane moved from kneeling and sat down on the grass, she had her knees bent and her legs slightly apart. With her hand she lifted the front of her dress clear of her lap then closed her eyes and concentrated. She wriggled a few times then, sitting very upright, she straightening her back and sat very still, then she began to wee. I watched as she wet her knickers, slowly at first but then weeing more, harder and faster, until she had emptied her bursting bladder. Jane opened her eyes and looked at me, ‘Oh my gosh, that feels so good, I was really bursting.’ She suddenly looked a little embarrassed. There, I’ve done it, but I’ve wet my knickers, are you sure you don’t mind?’ She lifted up the front of her dress and I could see the soaking wet cotton of her panties between her legs. ‘It’s a bit childish I know, I haven’t wet myself for a long time, but I remember once wetting myself like this when I was a young girl at school,’ she said. She stood up, pulling her dress down, and came over to me, kneeling down beside me on the blanket. ‘I don’t mind at all,’ I said, ‘In fact I’m feeling quite turned on.’ I carefully slid my hand under her dress, running my fingers gently along her thigh, and fondling her through the wet cotton. She put her hand on the large bulge in the front of my shorts, ‘Oh my, you are horny,’ she said grinning, ‘If this is the effect that me being desperate for a wee and wetting my knickers has, then maybe I’ll have to arrange to wet myself a bit more often,’ she said. ‘Now I think we need to go back to my flat. I have to change my wet knickers and we need to do something with that bulge in your shorts.’ Together we happily picked up our picnic things and, hand in hand, headed out of the park. No one else was any the wiser.

This is Chapter One of a larger planned series, but is a complete arc. I apologize in advance for any errors. -- On Talking to Strangers Sometimes, even the brave men and women of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police have moments of fear and apprehension. Unlike in most cases, however, one of the greatest moments of adrenaline in Mizuki Hirasawa's life came when he was off-duty. In fact, curiously, it came when he was on a week's paid vacation... -- The young, slender, and girlish German Shepherd in question was aboard his third train of the morning, having set out from home before first light. Despite rising so early, he didn't feel the least bit groggy or tired. In fact, as the sun had rose along his journey from his apartment in the Akihabara District of Tokyo and now into the foothills of Gunma, so had his anxiety. He had never done anything like this before - this spontaneous, this self-indulgent, and this... risky. But, fresh on the tail of a bad breakup and the emotional funk that followed, he had resolved himself to a change of scenery, a change of pace, and a venture outside of his comfort zone. Well out of his comfort zone. At his feet was a large canvas roller-luggage bag; he quietly unzipped the front pocket and fished inside. He unfurled the dot-matrix printout of the message he'd downloaded earlier that week. After retrieving it from inside, he read it over again, half to pass the time, and half to be sure he had the right stop. He'd been so nervous he'd almost gotten off at the wrong station twice. "Hey Mizu! Thanks again for RSVPing for our first ever BBS meetup! You were the last one to contact me, which makes us four members in total. I took the train station you gave me and a map and have given you some directions below. I hope you don't mind waking up early to make the meeting time~ Bring enough clothes to last you at least a week, toiletries, and whatever else you want. I'll be paying for food and drinks and such, so don't worry too much about cash, just make sure you have enough for train fare at least. Be ready to have some fun when you arrive! I look forward to seeing you there! DIRECTIONS: 1. From Takanadobaba Station, take the 5:54 AM Yamanote Line train to Ueno Station. 2. From Ueno Station, take the 6:34 AM Hokuriku Shinkansen to Takasaki Station. 3. From Takasaki Station, take the 7:26 AM Agatsuma Line train to Kanashima Station." Mizu folded it back up and stowed it back in the front flap of his rolling luggage, holding onto the handrail in front of his seat so tightly he swore he'd leave handpaw prints in it. He closed his eyes. It's not too late to turn back, he thought. You've never met these people before. This could turn out terribly... The Shepherd grimaced and shook his head, as if to shake the intrusive thoughts out, so vigorously two people nearby looked up to glance at him. He smiled at them sheepishly, then looked back down and willed himself to be invisible until the overhead speaker crackled to life. "Kanashima Station. Kanashima." It clicked back off with a short pop. The pup steeled himself and stood, taking inventory of his belongings and preparing for the train to stop. I'm 23! I'm in charge of my life! I need to have some fun while I'm still young! The way he visibly jumped when the train car's brakes squealed totally betrayed that his internal pep talk wasn't working. As the train glided smoothly to a stop, he forced himself to walk jiltedly to the doors, and when they hissed open, he wobbled out of the train and onto the platform. The passengers that followed him paid him no mind as they stepped around where he'd stopped on the platform, walking off towards the mostly empty parking lot and out of view. The doors rolled shut with a thunk behind the pup, and as the electric motors aboard the train droned to life, he closed his eyes again and willed the butterflies in his stomach to settle. No going back now, he thought. The next train home will be along in 15 minutes, a voice inside his head reasoned. He decided coincidentally that perhaps doing instead of thinking would be more productive, and he unfurled the printout again. Everything read normally up until this point for someone attending a meeting or convention, however the directions took a decidedly different, strange turn from here. A turn which betrayed the true nature of the small vacation he'd decided to take, and the people he was on his way to meet. "4. Upon arrival at Kanashima station, locate a vending machine. Purchase a bottle of juice or tea at least one Liter. Do not use the bathroom." Mizu's grip on the sheet of paper tightened with a tense rustle. He was really doing this... He took one last deep breath, and gazed around his vicinity. The view from the station was mostly unobstructed for a mile or two. Shibukawa, the city Kanashima Station resided in, was fairly rural; a farming town nestled at the bottom of the Gunma hills. From the station, he could see the bullet train tracks, several small homes, plenty of fields, and the dark brown and green hills beyond. It was certainly a far cry of the concrete, glass, and neon of Akihabara. He took a deep breath, the crisp and cool spring air quite refreshing compared to the oppressive, smog-filled air of the city. After a moment on the empty platform, his focus returned to him. The instructions echoed in his head. Get a drink, and don't use the bathroom. Admittedly, he'd used the toilet on the Shinkansen a couple hours ago, and at the moment he was in the borderline state where he honestly couldn't tell if he needed to again. The sensations between his legs were gentle and noncommittal, and what little tingling he felt could probably be just as easily attributed to nervousness. Rather than risk making it a definite, he pushed himself to keep moving, stepping off the platform and over to the nearby waiting area for buses. There, under a wooden overhang, sat three lonely vending machines. One was for cigarettes (and was empty, anyway), so it was of no use to him - the other two were older, refrigerated vending machines for snacks and drinks. Luckily for him, the drinks machine had one last holdout fluorescent lighting tube still buzzing and illuminating the selection. After a couple minutes split between genuine apprehension and presumably browsing, he selected a 1.3L bottle of sweetened green tea. In the end, the extra 300 ml probably wasn't going to really matter if the day was going to follow the trend the instructions were setting. Which, coincidentally, was the next order of business, and after a bit of unfolding, he looked over the next step. "5. Drink half of the bottle now. Afterwards, follow the northwest road from the station until you cross under the Shinkansen tracks." Mizu gazed from the sheet, to the bottle, and back to the sheet again. He was already regretting not sticking to the minimum size on the instructions. But, for reasons he still couldn't quite get a good grasp of, he broke the seal on the bottle and raised it to his muzzle. His pulls started eager, but by the time he'd gotten to roughly halfway, each gulp was slow, deliberate, and separated by full breath in and out through his nose. He finally pulled the bottle away with a wet pop, lifting it up to the light and surveying the damage. It wasn't clear just where half was, but he guessed it was good enough, and screwed the cap back on. He licked his chops, one hand on his middle as he caught his breath, the other stowing the bottle into his luggage. After a few moments, he stepped away from the vending machines, got his bearings, and set off on a jaunty pace towards the hills. The next 45 minutes or so seemed to pass by far more quickly than it should have. Upon arriving at the overpass, Mizuki unfolded the printout, which had returned to giving mundane directions, and continued up into the hills, up ever-narrowing streets, and as the trees and brush grew more present, so did a familiar tickling in his tummy. He tried to ignore it, but it reminded him exactly where he was going and whom he was meeting, and along with his newfound mild need to pee, his anxiety also began to gently return. Gently, at least, until he found he had arrived. He was almost surprised to find he was at the end of his destination, but sure enough, turning around, he could see out over the fields, to the train station, and beyond. He turned back to face his destination. In a past life, the two story home likely had been a rather upscale investment, especially in such a rural town as Shibukawa. Now, however, the home was less regal and more "lived in," the unassuming beige paint faded with decades of warm summers, the traditional black roof tiles serving as a welcome home for moss and leaves. It was not, however, neglected, with a neat and tidy yard and well-maintained compact car in the driveway. Overall, his destination had a homely warmth to it, and he breathed a sigh of relief. He wasn't sure what he was expecting, but whatever it was, this was a sight better. If only he could convince his feet the same thing; they'd instead decided that they were quite happy where they were and were rather uninterested in budging. After a full minute of wrestling with his apprehension, a gentle gust of particularly brisk spring air swirled past him, tickling him between his ankles, around his knees... and up his skirt. If the shiver he gave wasn't from the chill, it was from his bladder gently reminding him that he'd had plenty to drink before setting out, and the argument was persuasive enough that he nervously padded over to the front door. His right thumb pressed the doorbell, and his left hand smoothed his skirt back into place. A bell sounded somewhere inside, and there was a brief smatter of muffled but excited voices followed by footsteps approaching. Mizu winced, swallowed, and gathered what was left of his nerves while he could. The door clicked twice as the locks each drew open, and finally the door swung inward. Mizu had to lower his gaze to meet eyes with his host; standing easily at five and a half feet tall opposed to Mizu's nearly six foot two was a very laid back looking panda. Adorned in a robe and sweatpants, she definitely gave an immediate impression of youth and informality, and the mop of dark grey hair which hung lethargically off of her head cemented the facade. Despite her hair color, however, she was obviously about Mizu's age. She extended a hand, the expression on her face one of reserved joy. "You must be Mizuki!" He nodded, taking the proffered gesture and shaking with both of his. "That's me! Call me Mizu, though." He gave a nervous giggle. She beamed back at him. "Mizu it is! I'm Yasuko, but you probably already knew that." She gazed downwards. "Where's your bottle? Didja get cold feet about my directions?" Mizu winced and followed with a sheepish grin, reaching down into the pocket of his luggage and producing the bottle, giving it a slosh or two for emphasis. Yasuko was elated, grinning widely and clapping her hands together. "Wonderful! Haruaki chickened out and I made him have a cup of coffee when he got here." There was a bit of an awkward pause as Mizu stowed the bottle in the luggage and waited a beat, before Yasuko perked up. "Oh, come in! It's chilly out there, and I'm sure you want to unpack." She led the Shepherd inside, kicking the door closed behind her. The hall was a little dark, lit by a couple of wall lamps here and there, but it was tidy and warm, letting Mizu breathe a little easier, his tension finally beginning to ramp down. They arrived at a staircase just before the hall opened out into a living room. Yasuko gestured upstairs. "Your room is the first door on the right! Feel free to unpack and freshen up if you want to, we'll be down in the living room." She leaned in again and murmured into Mizu's ear. "Be sure to mind the rules when you unpack your toiletries!" Mizu bristled a little out of excitement, meekly mumbling in reply, "Rules?" The panda grinned a sinister grin. "You'll see~! Up you go, come join us when you're all settled in." She gave Mizu's butt a gentle, encouraging pat and disappeared around the corner. As he started to climb, he heard a distant, "Oh my gawd, he's so CUTE" from the living room. He smiled dopily and was misty-eyed up a smidgeon by the time he reached the top of the stairs. It was decided. He'd definitely made the right choice badgering himself into coming. -- A short time later, he was unpacked. The bedroom was small for a house of this size, but it was bigger than the bedroom of his apartment and much more richly furnished. He'd stowed his clothes in the closet and unpacked his toiletries and other belongings in the bathroom across the hall. He was definitely feeling a good portion of the tea he'd drank working its way downward through him, every bend and stretch while putting things away sending a tiny flurry of tingles and sensations from between his legs. What he felt unpacking certainly paled in comparison to when he'd taken stock of what was in the bathroom, however. He knew now what Yasuko meant by "rules." Running from one side of the ceramic toilet, up and across the toilet seat and lid, and tightly back down to the other side was a strip of thick, high-adhesive tape. On the tape in permanent marker was scrawled, "Off limits! Do not use!" along with a little squiggle, a drawing of a cherry blossom, and a winking face. Upon laying eyes on it, he let a genuine groan out of his snout, leaning forward and resting a hand on his lower tummy. His bladder had been polite all this time with the anxiety and distractions he'd been facing, but now, with only a thick strip of tape and his own voluntary actions keeping him from draining the decent amount of urine stored up inside of his belly, it decided that now was a good time to remind the pup that it was time for a pit stop. And yet, after a moment of hesitation, he'd left the bathroom, and slipped back into the bedroom - without relieving himself. He took a last few moments just to ensure he had everything in order and opened the bedroom door to head back downstairs. On the way out, however, he hesitated, then glanced back at his luggage. The bulge was still present in one of the upper flaps... He turned around and trod over to it, fishing his PET bottle of tea out of its confines, trying not to watch the tea lazily slosh around within before making his way back downstairs. Mizu heard muffled voices coming from the living room as he rounded the bottom of the stairs. He poked his head around the corner. In the middle of the room, on a pair of opposite cream-velour couches, sat Yasuko, and a black, brown, and white Shiba Inu he assumed was Haruaki. He was about Mizu's age... perhaps a little older, broad-shouldered and fit, with a tired expression on his face. He had a beanie on over his auburn hair, a red shirt with an imposing eagle-shaped design, and black slacks. He was reclined back with both arms resting upon the back of the couch, generally facing in Mizuki's direction - and coincidentally looked up as Mizu peered in. This prompted Yasuko to stop mid conversation and look over her shoulder, instantly beaming in his direction and boisterously plapping her hand on the couch cushion next to her. "Come on, you! Join us." Mizu smiled shyly and sauntered into the room, taking a look around. It was just as lavishly furnished as the rest of the house; in an entertainment center was a name-brand Hi-Fi system and a fairly large color TV, and on a desk nearby was a well-cared for NEC PC-98 (complete with its own monitor!), which he figured belonged to or was used extensively by Yasuko. He was momentarily envious. Momentarily until he gave a little yelp of surprise, Yasuko having hooked two fingers into the back of his skirt and pulled his butt couchward with a coy little, "Sit, boy!" He landed with a thump and an audible slosh from his tea bottle, which he set on the table in front of him - noticing an empty ceramic mug and empty plastic water bottle about half the size of his tea bottle standing conspicuously among the magazines and coasters. The panda continued with a confident and playful candor, "Mizu, this is Haruaki, as you can probably guess. Haruaki, this adorable boy," she said, petting the shep behind his ears, "Is Mizuki." Haruaki arched his eyebrows in an "A-ha" sort of fashion, giving a reserved, "Hey" in reply. His voice was much softer and higher in tone than he'd expected. Mizuki gave a little nod and a warm smile, mildly aware of the uncanny feeling of discovery coming to put faces to names and blocks of text on the other side of a modem. Yasuko piped up, leaning forward. "Don't let his act fool you, this nerd was so nervous about our little meetup he forgot to get a drink on the way here. Allegedly." She said, narrowing her eyes in a precociously accusatory fashion. Haruaki's expression cracked, a shy smile flashing across his muzzle for a moment before he wrestled it back away, his face a mite more pink than it was before. They made small talk for a little while. Haruaki was a full time college student, and part time convenience store clerk, studying to be an engineer. He'd found the BBS while wasting time on the college library computers, fishing around for content that suited his interests. Yasuko worked part time for her parents' consumer electronics manufacturing company. Yasuko went on to admit it was how she'd come to live in such a big house on her own - it actually belonged to her parents, but they'd since relocated to Kadoma to be closer to the company's headquarters. Her parents returned a few times a month to check in and visit, but were largely absent. She was the founder of the BBS all three had met on, which was hosted off of another computer and telephone line upstairs in her room. When asked what Mizu did for a living, he meekly replied that he worked for the city of Tokyo doing a lot of really boring paperwork. He wasn't lying, technically. Yasuko changed the subject after a short while, clapping her hands together lightly. "All righty, now that we all know each other, let's get down to business." She rose, and both of the seated canines watched in curious silence as she wandered into the kitchen. She pulled open the fridge door, and for a moment, all that was visible was her pajama-clad butt and puffball tail before she leaned back out, kicking it closed behind her. After a moment, she set down two full bottles of water on the coffee table - the same size as the empty one that was already there. Her gaze swept from Haruaki to Mizu, mischievous grin creeping across her face. "You two came all the way out here for this, might as well get the fun started." And without another word, she broke the seal on one of the bottles of water, closed her eyes, and tipped it upward, taking long, deep pulls from it. Haruaki and Mizu were too busy watching her drink in awe to realize what she quite meant. Her throat worked busily, each gulp audible in the relative quiet of the living room, until she was about halfway done with her water bottle. She opened one eye and stopped, gazing from Mizu and back to Haruaki, before tipping her head forward in a "Well?" sort of gesture. Both of the boys had an "oh right" moment, Haruaki taking a bottle for himself and Mizu collecting his half-full bottle of tea. The shepherd meekly asked, "All of it?," only to be met with a "What do you think" kind of look from the both of them. Oh well. For the better part of a minute, the only clear noise in the room was the eager chugs and gulps of three wayward young adults. After all was said and done, five empty plastic bottles and an equally vacant ceramic mug were the only evidence left of their devious intent, sitting pell-mell on the coffee table. Yasuko burped lazily and leaned back, stretching her arms over her head. "Hokay! Now we wait for that to work its magic... How's everyone feeling?" Haruaki shrugged, still trying to catch his breath. "I could take a leak, I guess..." He mused absentmindedly. Yasuko replied, "Yeah, me too, but it's not bad or anything," adding a roll of her hips for emphasis. They both turned to Mizu. Mizu recoiled slightly, on the spot for a moment, and Yasuko gave a tiny trill of amusement. Within the pup, a nagging sens­­­­ation had begun. Gone was the comfortable, if persistent tingling that had been present most of the trip from the train station, and now the familiar buzzing, insistent need to pee had manifest and was beginning to press on him downstairs. After a moment of fidgeting and working up the courage, Mizu murmured, “I guess I'm really starting to feel it...” Yasuko cackled, startling the others a little. She leaned in to muss his hair with an energetic palm. “You are adorable, you know that?” she inquired boisterously, the pup closing his eyes and growling affectionately with the tussling. “I’d never know those bold posts on my BBS came from you.” Mizu smiled sheepishly, replying, “Yeah, I guess it’s just easier to be confident online…” They made yet more small talk before Yasuko opened a cabinet inside of the entertainment center, revealing a pristine Famicom game system. “Oh dude,” enthused Haruaki from the couch, standing up to join her. “I’ve been trying to save up for one of these, but college life is suffering…” Yasuko grinned back at him while Mizu got up to join them in front of the TV. “I’ve got connections~,” she teased. “The Famicom is great and all, but Sega’s got something new coming out soon, too.” She left Mizu and Haru to fawn over her impressive collection of cartridges, retrieving a pile of junk food and some sodas from the kitchen before joining them. They took turns playing through a pair of games for some time, with Yasuko and Haruaki proving to both be very loud and much better than Mizu at both. Much gaming, trash talk, and general jubilation followed for a while, with Haruaki's performance steadily declining as Yasuko's wiggling and bouncing steadily loosened her robe. Thirty minutes passed. A casual observer would notice that their skill was beginning to decline despite their continued boisterous enjoyment. They'd also notice that, given the Famicom only supported two controllers, one of the three was sitting out between turns, and that the lack of distraction was taking its toll on their composure. On his turn to sit out, Haru had begun to tug on the hem of his slacks and restlessly adjust himself between his legs; Yasuko, the much bolder of the three, slipped a hand betwixt her legs and bounced in place; and Mizu, much more shy, simply let a hand rest on his lower belly and strained against the sloshing, insistent fullness within. Despite their needy bladders, however, they still were obviously and loudly enjoying themselves, and partaking of the drinks and snacks around them to fuel it. After nearly an hour, however, the group had considerably quieted. There was a more tense, uneasy air about them as they took turns - and controllers were being traded much more frequently as all three seemed to be rather rapidly losing their focus. A few empty soda cans littered the floor in front of the entertainment center. Despite three still half-full cans next to each of them, nobody was drinking anymore... but it was too late to stop now. Their swollen bladders simply wouldn't be ignored any longer. Mizu was the first to crack, after a particularly poor bout of playing, letting out a groan of frustration and set the controller down and finally allowing himself to visibly squirm. "Urrrf. I can't focus anymore." The buzzing in his lower belly was now an insistent, urgent throbbing. His restless thighs trembled slightly, rubbing together as he tensed his muscles repeatedly against the intense pressure built up inside. If he weren't here, in this particular situation, he'd have gone to the bathroom a long time ago. He looked up, as if realizing he wasn't alone only just now. Yasuko was still sitting Seiza style, but both hands were on her knees, bent forward and her back arching, butt wiggling beneath her and pom-pom tail shivering. Haru had quit sitting cross-legged at some point and was on his knees now, one hand obviously tucked up between his legs, looking the both of them over with a plain look of anxiety. He spoke, his voice more than a little needy. "This is fun and all... but when do we pee?" Yasuko leaned back to a playful angle, bangs falling into her face, breasts barely covered by her now very loose robe. Her face stated her need well enough, but was layered with a coy, even aroused gaze back at him. "What's the matter? Gonna spring a leak~? We'll all go eventually, don't worry about it!" Haru gazed at her flexible pose and gulped... then nodded. "...maybe..." Mizuki piped up after grimacing, their demeanor in turn reminding him of his own bladder bulging against the hem of his skirt. "That may be, but I have a feeling a toilet's not in the picture..." Yasuko pivoted her head over to Mizu, chewing on her lower lip, perhaps a little more drunk on arousal than was apparent previously. "Nope! That's the rules~" Mizu glanced down between his shivering thighs and then back up at Yasuko. "Well, we're on carpet, and with us being as bad off as we are, isn't that kind of a bad idea?" Yasuko lazily blew the bangs out of her face and Haru mimicked Mizu's downward glance before she replied. "I guess you're right." She directed her gaze over her shoulder, letting one leg jiggle urgently underneath her as she hastily assessed their surroundings. "Let's move over to the kitchen while we can." She shakily rose, unfolding her legs with a stiff groan. She gazed down at Haru, rather looming over him while he knelt, noticing he had snuck another hand betwixt his legs. "If we can still make it." Haru let out an intimidated meep as he gazed back up at her; Yasuko boldly reached over, and slowly popped the button on his slacks as if to make room for his swollen bladder. "Come on, you. You can do it!" Haru gave a needy grumble in reply, making it about halfway up and pausing to squirm before getting himself stood. His hands, however, didn't budge from their station, and instead pulled upward against his groin, struggling to buy himself time. Mizu was able to get up from where he sat with only a little bit of a struggle. At least, so he thought - near the peak of his rising, he started to stretch without even thinking about it, and what followed was a shamefully familiar sensation. A warm surge shot from beneath him, up the length of his sheath, and before he could react, dampened his tights. The pup let out an audible meep and shoved his hands up and under his skirt, now the second person in the room to abuse his junk in a desperate bid to hold back his overfull and overworked bladder. Yasuko practically trilled, grin wide and eyes half-lidded with delight, hooking both of the boys by the arms and dragging them towards the kitchen. "Come on now, before both of you ruin my floor." The trip to the kitchen took a little longer than it would normally with two extras in tow and three very sloshy tummies, but eventually Yasuko, Haruaki, and Mizuki were over the relative safety of kitchen tile. There were several seconds of awkwardness, the three youths gazing over each other as each danced and squirmed against the burning down below in their own ways, before Yasuko, whom had become the de-facto leader of this particular event, let out a flirty little giggle and spoke. "Well, I guess this is it," she mused. "What do you say we make this a little more interesting?" As both boys fidgeted and watched, she shakily untucked her hands from beneath herself, dug her thumbs into the hem of her sweatpants, and slowly, restlessly slipped them off. Now having the undivided attention of her two guests, she smirked a shaky smirk, undoing the sash of her robe and letting it hang loosely, revealing a pair of faded pink babydoll panties... and a quarter-sized damp patch. She let her back rest against the edge of the counter as the boys stared, able to keep a smug composure for about 30 seconds before grunting and shoving her hands back where they were desperately needed. "Hmmmfokay enough showing off. Your turn." Mizuki and Haru were suddenly aware of their own bodies again, and with it the pressure they were both fighting against. Mizu looked over Haru, and Haru returned the favor, shy eyes both searching each other for a few seconds with Yasuko restlessly looking on. Mizu gave a little sigh of defeat, and with one hand, reached up and undid one snap, then the next, on his skirt, each little pop resonating within his bulging, taut bladder. It slid off his hips and onto the tile, and he slid it out of the danger zone with one shaky foot. Yasuko growled a playful, "Show us the goods~" and Mizu gave a shy little smirk in response, heart thudding away in his chest as he got a good grip with his pelvic muscles and shakily let his hands part. His tight, shiny black bikeshorts showed off his bulges rather nicely - both the swollen bladder throbbing in his belly, and his junk neatly outlined by the thin elastic fabric... and the apple sized wet spot just above his sheathtip. Yasuko leaned over, lustful purr rumbling forth as she kissed the boy's cheek. "Adorable! But you better hold tight, you look about ready to pop!" Mizu touched noses with her affectionately before she pulled away, obediently resuming his obvious cupping of his junk. Yasuko turned her attention to the Shiba next, which he was dreading. Mizu glanced over, too, and noted his hesitation as well, the reserved pup avoiding eye contact, both hands jammed in his crotch and his legs crossed. Tightly. Yasuko edged over to him, almost whispering into his ear, "C'mon, buddy, don't you want to join us?" Haru shook his head, gritting his teeth and squeezing his legs tight. "You're gonna ruin those slacks..." Haru shook his head, tugging upward against his junk and twisting his hips. "Too late for that," he mumbled. Yasuko arched her eyebrows, curious, and leaned forward a bit, kissing his cheek and prying one hand away from herself to coax both of the boy's from between his legs. After a little protesting, he finally allowed her to reveal what he'd been concealing: a fist sized damp spot in his slacks. Yasuko trilled with surprise. "Jeez, you're not kidding. Good thing we got you away from my carpet when we did." Haru nodded bashfully, and sighed. "Guess it doesn't matter now..." He shakily parted his legs after a couple false starts, and carefully slipped off his slacks, revealing a pair of pale blue boxers with a shamefully large navy wet patch. "At least I've got the advantage now, I guess." And at last, the three of them were together in various states of undress and in dire, critical need of a bathroom break. Mizu mused to himself that he was probably the worst along, having drank a fair shake more than anyone else and with only a little spurt of relief to make up for it. He certainly felt and showed it, each throb of his bulging bladder eroding his will to continue and a healthy, smooth, firm bulge protruded from below his belly button. Haru continued to clutch himself tightly with his legs crossed, and Yasuko had one hand tucked between her legs, but otherwise seemed in control, the other gripping the counter she was leaning against tightly and her legs shivering. All that was audible was the remaining clothes rustling, deep breathing, and the occasional labored whine or moan. At last, Yasuko, ever the bold one, spoke up. "Don't suppose either of you two think you want to wet yourselves so I can finally win this little contest, hmm?" Mizu and Haru both honestly considered it, their bladders begging to finally be allowed to empty, but at length neither of them did, the last bit of pride, or perhaps shame, not allowing either of them to be the first to burst. Yasuko chuckled. "Didn't think so. But that's okay, because I have my secret weapon~." Mizu and Haru both had a wave of dread watch over them, Haru even flinching a little when Yasuko started to move. But she didn't touch either of them, instead leaning forward (with a moan of frustration as he own overfull bladder protested heavily) and opening the refrigerator. From within, she took out another water bottle, and shut the door, opening the top and giving both of the curious boys a devilish look. "This oughtta make those water balloons of yours pop reeeeal quick." Haru could only manage a meek, "Oh god..." before she pressed it to her lips and tilted her head up. Gulp... In the silence of the kitchen, it rang out loud and clear, the mouthful of water working down her throat and into her stomach. But for Mizu, it might as well have gone straight from the bottle and into his bladder. A wave of pressure washed over him as his bladder contracted, turning to lean on the counter and squeezing his junk in desperation as his grip against his tank full of urine faltered, a very girlish, pleading moan escaping his maw. Gulp... Haru was transfixed, eyes wide as the panda drank, her half naked frame commanding his full attention. His eyes trailed from her mouth, down her throat, past her breasts and stomach... and down to the prominent bulge that rested just above her panty hem. His focus had to come from somewhere, though, and before he realized it, there was a muffled, wet hiss, and from beneath his hands a sizable spurt of pee soaked his boxers and dribbled onto the floor. Yasuko opened one eye, gazing at him smugly as he abused his sheath with both hands to get the flow to stop, his maw agape and panting now. Gulp... Mizu's whole body shook. It was too much. The sound of Haru leaking and the continued, defiant ingesting of water by the girl next to him; all he'd drank over the past few hours; his throbbing, overfull, neglected bladder; it was all too much. The red-hot pangs of fullness in his belly would not be stayed any longer, he had to do something, his crotch burned with the threat of an accident. Just a little, he reasoned. Just a little bit... He let his muscles relax as much as he dared, and soon his own little spurts followed, the jet of urine springing through the thin fabric of his spats, through his cupped hands, and onto the floor with three heavy splashes. Gulp... Haru had every muscle tightened, his sheath squashed shut by his hands and legs, and his body contorting like a child refusing to be potty trained, but it simply wasn't enough. Another sequestered hiss started from within the confines of his constrained crotch, but this one was longer... fuller... heavier... and the spattering on the floor under him didn't stop for several seconds. "No... stop... please..." It wasn't clear if he was begging for Yasuko to stop with her flagrant acts or with his own abused and failing bladder control, but neither heeded him. Another rushing surge of urine shot out like a bespoke fountain from in between his fingers and onto the floor, but this one didn't stop, and before long he had parted his hands and legs and simply let the river of pee rushing out of his sheath and onto the floor of the kitchen go. It arced from his tip out through the fabric of his boxers as much as it drained through both of his leg holes; and the moaning, panting that escaped his open, upward tilted maw were as unrestrained as the flow belting from down below. Yasuko smiled from the mouth of her bottle, but she hadn't forgotten about Mizu, and as her gaze swept to him, he meekly protested with a pleading whimper. Gulp. Mizu's eyes went wide. Something had happened within him. As the panda forced down another mouthful of water, it felt like a fuse had been lit inside of his body. As the water worked down the panda's neck, he could feel a chill run down his spine and rush towards his belly. When the water reached Yasuko's stomach and stopped, the signal within his middle didn't, rushing down past his belly button and crashing into his bladder with immense speed. And then, all at once, he realized what it was. His pelvic muscles relaxed all at once, and with a final, futile yelp, his bladder contracted. Despite the pressure from both hands, a spout of urine sprayed forth from his sheath, soaking his blouse and splashing Yasuko's leg before splattering on the tile of the kitchen floor. He commanded his body to stop, tried frantically ordering his pelvic muscles closed, but they heeded no commands, completely overridden by his own body. He let out a wail of defeat, his hands dropping away from his crotch as he slumped to the floor with a wet splat. His stream of urine arced a good foot in the air through his spats, curving back downward and drenching his chest and belly before finally forming a huge puddle beneath him. Gulp... As both boys looked up, between their pants and moans, still helplessly having their accidents, they realized that Yasuko hadn't stopped drinking. Instead, she'd closed her eyes. Gulp. A few bubbles of air rose in the bottle as the vacuum created by her consumption equalized. Her bladder was the opposite of a vacuum, however, her confidence betrayed by the damage her own mind game was playing within her, and before long, a dripping sound joined the gushing and splashing the two boys nearby were making as three or four droplets fell from her suddenly much darker panties. Gulp. They watched in awe, their own bladders nearing empty and their streams dwindling to trickles, then a couple final spurts, as Yasuko continued to chug. She let the hand holding herself slip away from her crotch, resting on her tummy as the dripping became a tiny rivulet. Gulp. The bottle was mostly empty now, only a good mouthful or so left. Yasuko paused to breathe, although the breath was more of a helplessly aroused moan, as the rivulet beneath pulsed with strength, once, twice, and then finally becoming a full, urgent stream as her own grip finally caved. Gulp. The bottle was empty now. It clattered to the floor as she let it drop, splashing where her growing pool of urine was beginning to encroach upon Haru's small lake, both hands on her belly as her stream grew to a fountain, panting and gasping as her own taxed bladder wrung itself empty. She gazed downward, chest heaving, as her victory over the two also reached its end, pouring forth without any hope of stopping as the boys aside of her looked on, dazed and exhausted. At last, she finished, letting her stream trickle to a stop. All three of them collected themselves, panting and groaning as the puddles they made gradually wicked into their underwear and dangling clothes. Their faces were three unique portraits of relief and adrenaline, the group all practically glowing with the thrill of what they'd done. Minutes that seemed like hours ticked on, until Mizu finally returned to some state of awareness, gazing around at the half-naked pair next to him, then down at the now staggeringly drenched kitchen tile. "Whoa..." he mumbled. Yasuko and Haru seemed to rouse at his words, each taking in the scene before them, Yasuko mumbling "No kidding..." and Haru just bashfully smiling and averting his gaze. Yasuko reached out both her arms, pulling the pair over to give both of them a soft, affectionate kiss, amidst the now singular pool beneath them. "You two are amazing. I've... never felt like this before." Mizu quietly mumbled a "Me, either," and Haru simply nodded, working up the courage to beg another kiss from Yasuko with his lips, which she returned warmly. "Well," Yasuko ventured, the wetness on her body rapidly beginning to cool. "We've got some cleanup to do. What do you boys say you head over to the master bathroom and get those wet clothes off, I'll mop up here and join you in a minute while you get the hot water running?" Mizu, Yasuko, and Haru all exchanged glances, and Haru, who was obviously tenting by this point, shakily rose first, followed by Mizu, who developed a similar problem as he tailed behind Haru to the bathroom. Yasuko took a moment to collect herself, testing her legs before rising, licking her lips and envisioning what was soon to follow as she wobbled to a nearby cabinet and dug out some towels. When she finished and joined them, she found herself involved in something that only partially involved helping each other get washed up. They spent the rest of the afternoon and evening bonding, swapping stories and experiences like any other three young adults would, and after dinner, while their clothes tumbled in the dryer, when they all tucked into bed, each was still glowing, now mixed with eager anticipation for what would come the next day, and the days that followed. Sleep wouldn't come easy; for Haru because he was simply too excited, but for the other two, well... ...that's a story for another time.

This happened a couple of days ago. I had been chatting online with a friend and decided that whist working and having the house to myself, it would be fun to let them control my bladder. I am not particularly into long holds as I enjoy wetting but I do like to have fun with this kink and really enjoyed it. I asked if it was OK to share my hold that we did and they agreed. Thank you - you know who you are ♥️ To set the scene. I had a few online meetings booked in that morning and was already on my 2nd mug of tea. We had agreed previously what I would wear, grey boxer breifs & jeans. I have an old office chair that is destined for the tip and was sat on that. I attanded to my work whilst chatting online, being told to drink and updating on the level of fullness. By the end of the 1st online meeting the 2nd mug of tea plus 2 x 500mils glasses of water were starting to hit about 7/10 and so we carried on. Working whilst chatting online. Approaching my 2nd online call I was definately moving up a level and desperation was beginning to hit me. I was wiggling and squirming, pressing my legs together and holding myself. 20240821_112513.mp4 I am at this point doubtful if I would make it through my next call and couldn't really video myself whilst on a call but was told I could let some out in my pants to eliviate some pressure. I was very happy to comply with this instruction but it didn't help much. I was still getting very desperate 20240821_112847.mp4

Could someone translate the dialogues in this video? https://pt.thisvid.com/playlist/430697/video/office-woman-wetting-her-skirt/