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AUTHOR NOTE: So, back in the day I was a huge fan of the fanfic: 'Having Cousins To Stay'; it was actually one of the earliest Omorashi fanfics I ever read. As far as I've seen, the story has been abandoned for over half a decade and so, as a little tribute to it for nostalgia's sake, I wanted to do my own continuation of it. This will probably be a one-off but if people really like it, I might do more parts. If the author sees it and does not approve of this, please message me and I will take it down. Same for the admins, as I don't want to break any content rules and so will be very careful with the language I use here in descriptions. Again though, if its going over the line for any reason; just let me know. I'm going to attempt to emulate the original's author's style to maintain continuity. This is not me thinking I can do it 'better' or trying to 'improve' their work, just my tribute to something which helped me realise what I liked, all those years ago. CONTINUITY: For longtime fans, I've decided to do two 'Scenarios' here: One that follows on from the story's ending, the other which alters the canon prior. The first scenario will be an alternate version of the story in which 'Izzy' never wet herself after her shopping trip and how that would impact the story, while the second will continue on from after Izzy wets herself on her father's lap and the story was left on a cliffhanger. I hope you all enjoy and again; as said, this is not me saying I'm better than the author. I'm not. This is meant only as a tribute. Here we go: SCENARIO 1: IZZY MAKES IT (CONTINUATION FROM CHAPTER 5B ENDING) Max was about to carry on teasing her when they heard the noise of the others coming back in. They heard Ellen's voice: "Uh...Izzy are you okay?" "I'm fine." Izzy sounded very anxious. "I'll be back in two minutes." Suddenly Izzy appeared at the bathroom door, her thighs crossed in desperate agony with a hand inside her panties, clearly trying to hold back a flood. Anna saw a sudden chance to reduce how much of her parents' anger would be coming at her. "Sorry Izzy" she giggled. "You'll have to wait until I'm out of the bath. You know the rule about using the bathroom while someone's washing." "Shut up. I have to go." Izzy came into the bathroom, her face bright red with embarrassment at her predicament being so obvious. She moved towards the toilet, trying to accept the fact that she was going to have to use it in full view of her cousin and her sister. But Max blocked her way. "No, Anna's right, Izzy. That is your parents' rule." He grinned meanly, as he reached for the faucet. (CANON DIVERGENCE) "No max, don't; please!" cried Izzy desperately, bouncing on the spot. She knew that if her cousin turned on the faucet, she was going to wet herself; no question. Desperately clenching her legs, she knew she only had a few seconds left to get to the toilet. "Please" she begged, as Max's hand held dangerously close to the faucet. He looked at her with an evil grin, yet just as Izzy was certain he was about to undo all of her valiant efforts, he lowered his hand. "You owe me. Don't forget it". Suddenly, Max grabbed Anna; pulling her out of the bath and wrapping her in a nightgown, as Izzy raced past her. "Thank you!". "Get off of me!" shouted Anna, annoyed; as Max pushed her out of the bathroom, closing the door behind them. Izzy yanked down her skirt and pants in one. Just like her close-call with her ballet, the very instant she sat down on the toilet; her pee came rushing out, a flood racing out into the toilet, as Izzy gasped with relief. "That was way too close" she whispered. Izzy knew that if Max had turned that tap, she would have wet herself in full view of her cousin and sister; to say nothing of what Ellen and her parents reaction would have been. She was more than a little concerned about what Max would expect from her over this, as she already owed him for helping her to avoid wetting herself in the car. Whatever it was, she just hoped it wouldn't be something she'd have to deal with for a while. Sighing with relief now that her bladder was empty, she pulled her clothes back up, flushed the toilet and had just finished washing her hands, when a loud banging could be heard on the door. "Izzy, open up!". It was her mum's voice. Izzy instantly opened the door, as her mum walked in, staring at her suspiciously. Ellen was standing a few ft. behind her, peeking her head round; wondering if Izzy had made it. "What's up mom?" said Izzy, trying to sound casual. "Did you make it?" she asked sternly, looking Izzy over several times. "Of course I did, I'm not a little girl!". "Lift up your skirt". "What?! Mom-" Izzy began to protest but her mom cut her off. "Your skirt, now. I know how desperate you were during that car ride Izzy, now lift it up!". Izzy blushed bright red, embarrassed to have her desperation pointed out so blatantly in front of Ellen. Thankfully, nothing had happened and so she felt a slight sense of smugness as she revealed her pink knickers, completely dry; with not a single wet spot to be found. "I told you, I needed to go a little but its fine. I don't have accidents like I used to. I can hold it". Izzy lowered her skirt, as her mom's expression softened. "I guess I underestimated you. I'm sorry". Izzy nodded forgivingly, as her mom left the bathroom; to give Anna a scolding for the accident she'd had at the baseball game. Heading to their bedroom, Ellen turned to her: "You looked like you came pretty close there!". Izzy felt incredibly childish at her older cousin referring to her near accident and tried to hide the shame. "Nah. By the time we got here, I guess I needed to go a fair bit but I could have held it a while longer" lied Izzy. "Its been years since I've had an accident". That was a lie too and Izzy hoped that Ellen would NEVER EVER hear about the shopping trip last Christmas. Regardless, Ellen nodded. "Yeah, I tend not to let myself even get desperate these days. Holding on too long, squirming about: That's something little kids do". Izzy blushed again; feeling self-conscious, forgetting how Ellen had suffered an accident of her own on the day she'd arrived. Two if you counted her peeing on Anna's bed to avoid wetting her pyjamas. Wanting to avoid the topic of bladder control entirely, Izzy changed the topic. "Come on, I've got some awesome movies we can watch tonight. Maybe dad can make us some popcorn". "Let's do it!". SCENARIO 2: IZZY WETS HERSELF FOR THE SECOND TIME "So Izzy, you know why we're doing this?" "Yes Dad." "Why?" Izzy grimaced, really wanting to get this done quickly. "Because I wet myself." "Yes, you wet yourself, which you're far too old to be doing. And you lied to your Mom - telling her that you didn't need to go." Izzy crossed her legs - really not appreciating the reminder. He continued: "you need to learn that at your age, that's not acceptable. You're eleven Izzy - we really shouldn't be having these discussions still." "I know Dad." "Okay, come on then, let's get this over with." As soon as he lay Izzy across his lap, lying on her front with her legs uncrossed, the urge from her bladder was suddenly much stronger. He pulled up her nightie and gave her a first slap across her bottom. As with Anna, it wasn't strong enough to really hurt, but it did make her gasp. As soon as it happened, she knew that she had leaked a small drop of pee. The wetness tickled unbearably between her legs. At the second slap, she caught her breath again and a little more leaked out. She had a desperate urge to squirm now and could barely hold it back. She started to panic. "Um Dad, please can I..." The next slap came down before she could get the words out, and Izzy felt the control of her bladder go all together as the pee started to stream down her thighs. She couldn't believe this was happening. As the sense of relief grew in her bladder, she felt the horrible warmth gather around her crotch. She braced herself for her Dad's response: any second now, he was going to realise that she had peed again, all over his lap and the bedsheet beneath. (CANON CONTINUATION) He couldn't believe it, though it was obvious what had happened. The warm feeling spreading across his knees, the pee dripping down his daughter's legs and off her nightgown; her quiet cries of embarrassment. His daughter, at eleven years old, had just wet herself for the second time in 24 hours. "Izzy, what the hell are you doing?!". "I-I'm sorry dad! I tried to hold it! I tried to tell you!". He was furious, as he pushed his daughter to her feet and grimaced at the wet feeling against his trousers. "Even Anna has never done anything like this! What's wrong with you Izzy! You're eleven years old and you can't even hold it through a gentle punishment. What...". Izzy's dad tailed off as he saw his daughter begin to sob; violently. The level of distress took him aback. He hadn't seen her like this since she lost control during their Christmas shopping last year. On that occasion however, she had been in front of hundreds of people. Was she really so afraid of him that she thought he'd try to hurt her for this? Of course she'd have to be disciplined, she was far too old to be having accidents but still; she'd never seemed to frightened. Suddenly, he realised why Izzy was so upset. Max and Ellen were her older cousins and she idolised Ellen. The dad had heard about Ellen's car ride accident but that had clearly done very little to dent Izzy's hero worship of her. Her accident yesterday must have been her pretending not to be desperate for too long; to look cool in front of Ellen, only to lose control just seconds away from relief. The dad sighed. "Izzy, its alright; calm down" he said, pulling her into a hug. "I won't tell Ellen". Immediately, he felt his daughter's sobs stop; though her body was still violently shaking "Y-you won't?". "No" he promised. "Or your mother. She would not be happy about this. Don't think this means you're getting away without punishment young lady. You're still far too old to have accidents and you shouldn't be trying to prove something to Ellen by holding on too long, that's incredibly childish". Izzy looked down, ashamed; as pee continued to drip down her legs. "Yes dad". "But I know what this means to you. Go and use the en-suite to shower, I'll get you some fresh clothes. I'm suspending your pocket money for the next month and on our next trip out with your cousins, you can stay here and catch up with your homework". Izzy nodded sadly. "I understand". Feeling he'd done enough to make his point, he gently kissed his daughter's head and ruffled her hair. "Alright, go clean up Izzy! If Ellen asks where you are, I'll say you needed a few minutes to recover and are applying some ointment". Izzy cringed at thought of Ellen realising she'd been spanked for wetting herself; though it was still miles better than her finding out she'd wet herself again during that same punishment. "Do you have to mention the punishment at all?". "Don't push your luck" he said sternly. "Now, go get cleaned up". Izzy stripped off her pee-soaked nightgown and once she was cleaning herself in the shower, began to feel better. She was absolutely humiliated at having wet herself on her father's lap but was at least glad he'd agreed not to mention it to anyone else in their family. Still, it was going to suck without pocket money for a month, as she was already low on funds from the last shopping trip; though the less she thought about that the better. Missing whatever trip her family had planned for them was also incredibly annoying and Izzy grumbled with frustration. "Life is so unfair". ***************************************************************** Thank you for reading! If anyone wants to commission me to write something for you, just drop me a message!

Hi, I've been writing on this story since October I think and it's time to share it. I already have 70+ "chapters" written out and I plan to post one new chapter a day or so. First I thought I'd just post it here as posts chapter by chapter, but those threads get a mess in no time, so I decided to post it on Wattpad (and no I don't want any money) and use the thread for updates. If you know a better place to post it on, just suggest it. What you need to know first: English is not my first language so my phrasing could be a bit off at times. The best thing to handle such a faux-pas would be to give me feedback so I can correct it for the other readers. I'm not sure how the comments feature at Wattpad works, but that would make it the easiest to direct me to it I guess Here is the Link: https://www.wattpad.com/myworks/296780081-curveballs As for the content: This novel tells the story of a student named Lyza whose situation in her eyes became hopeless. She reminisces how she ended up in diapers again. The rest can be read in the actual story When testing it, I sometimes hit 404 errors that referred to a null-User. Please give me feedback if the chapters don't work for you.

Video ripped from Twitter, don't know the @, will update once found. THDj-vhPZ4UT4tnB.mp4

Last night I did another hold to try to set a record for the most pee I've been able to hold in my bladder at once. My max has slowly risen from about 1.6 litres to about 1.8 litres not too long ago, which is already pretty big, but I've been wanting to be able to hold more, and it looks like I've been able to achieve it. I started off by drinking a cup of tea and an additional half cup of water every 20 minutes starting at 21:00. Drinking caffeine and a lot of water always makes me desperate quickly, which I needed since I was starting off with a completely empty bladder. By 22:00, I had drank 4.5 cups of liquid and was starting to feel the need to pee, but not too badly. By 23:00, I had drank 9 cups of liquid, and was starting to feel pretty full. Finally by midnight, after drinking 13.5 cups of liquid, I was feeling desperate. My bladder was bulging out very far and was rock hard when pressed. It took a considerable amount of effort to keep all the pee inside my bladder. I decided to not make any more tea and would instead just drink the half cup of water every 20 minutes until I started spurting, which wouldn't take too much longer based on how full my bladder was. By 01:00, I had drank 15 cups of liquid. My bladder was absolutely bursting. It took almost all of my effort to not let any pee escape my overfilled and stretched out bladder. I was very close to bursting point, so I decided that I wouldn't drink anymore water and would go ahead and weigh myself. It was incredibly difficult to get out the scale and stand still long enough on it to be weighed. Almost every movement I made caused my bladder to try to release all the pee inside of it. I weighed 58.1kgs with a bursting bladder. I leaked a few times while doing this, but no major spurts, so I was going to keep holding for a little while longer. Shortly after that, at about 1:30, it became apparent that my bladder could not hold any more pee inside of it. Leaks were turning into spurts, even to the point where I had a small wet patch on the front of my pants. I ran to the washroom, spurting the entire time as my bladder squeezed pee out with every movement I made. I laid down in the bathtub with my stomach facing down, which put almost all of my weight on my rock hard bladder bulge. The pressure was too much, causing my bladder to burst. Even though I was still clenching to hold in pee as best as I could, nothing could stop the hot torrent pee from exploding out of my bursting bladder. I peed so hard that pee shot in all directions, soaking me from my chest to my knees, which continued for at least two minutes. After the initial long torrent, I had to push the last few spurts out. Though finally, after what felt like forever, all of the pee was out of my bladder. I cleaned myself up and changed clothes, then went back to the scale. I weighed 56.1kgs without a bursting bladder. After a lot of holds, I finally reached a huge goal of mine. My bladder held 2 litres of pee inside of it.

Does any of you have the video of a girl wearing a dress waiting in desesperation at a bus stop, then heavily wetting? Thanks! Extra: share your favourite wetting videos

https://www.pornhub.com/view_video.php?viewkey=ph6289386fa0f36 Nudity Warning: She off panties on end. She's too desperate to hold it in & PEES in her panties¡_Mandi MOAR_1080p.mp4

Hello. As the title suggests, this is a very cool thread where I will be posting omo art that I make. I decided to make a new thread because a) I did not like the quality of the art on the front page of my previous thread, and b) I adjusted my name to be in line with my pixiv. I'm still pretty busy at the moment, but I wanted to get back into posting art and doing requests in some capacity because it's something I enjoy doing. Most of the details of this thread will mirror my previous one, so I'll just reiterate them below: As the title of this thread also suggests, I will be taking requests. I am fine with most things, but there are some things I won't be drawing: -Stuff that breaks the site guidelines, obviously -Furry art. Stuff like animal ears and tails are fine, but if the character has fur it's probably above my pay grade. -Regression/similar concepts. There may be some other things I didn't mention above, so feel free to ask and I will let you know. Also, this thread will only feature wetting/peeing. However, I am totally ok with making messing alts if desired. If I do, I will post them separately in my aptly named art gallery in the gallery section. Now, with that all out of the way, time to show an art: I didn't like my previous Shizuku pic, so I decided to redraw her. I liked this one since I was able to draw the different fun parts about omo while better expressing the character. Stay tuned for next week where I show another picture I've been working on (sneak peek in the spoiler below) All my wetting/peeing pics will be posted in my image gallery too, so go check it out: I look forward to any requests!

Found this on Twitter and had to share! 8jnjx0qULD5E9joE.mp4

Here it is! The first "HoloMess Extra" story. I'd been working on this one for over a month. This is also my longest story to date, so I hope you enjoy seeing every HoloLive JP girl have an accident in their pants. “Ahhh, it’s nice to get all the girls on a vacation together,” Tokino Sora said as she stretched. Hololive management had managed to rent out an entire inn and spa combination for all the girls in the Japanese branch for an entire week. They had also guised it as “internal training” at the main office to make sure obsessive fans wouldn’t catch on. Naturally, the girls were all ecstatic, wearing their summer attire, and donning their swimsuits in case they wanted to go to the pool. “Yeah! I must admit though, I’m not used to wearing pajamas at night,” Houshou Marine chimed in, quick to make a suggestive comment. Her comment did have truth to it, however, as company policy dictated that the talents all needed to wear full sleepwear during sleepover collaborations to help prevent sexual harassment between members. Marine snickered to herself, knowing that she probably contributed heavily to that rule coming into play. “Hmm, you have a point,” Yozora Mel started, pursing her lip. “But you know, it’ll be nice to see all the cute sleepwear everyone brought!” “Can you two stop being so perverted?” Amane Kanata rolled her eyes at the voices behind her as she started to unpack her belongings. The two lewd women gave each other an evil gaze, then proceeded to ambush the angelic girl from behind and grope her breasts. “H-hey, stop it!” she demanded, despite knowing the two girls assaulting her were set in their ways. “Jeez, can we try not to be too touchy on the first day?” A-chan walked into the room with Harusaki Nodoka right behind her. “You guys are setting a bad example for the new staff and sixth gen girls.” “It’s alright,” Takane Lui spoke up. “I much like how alive and active everyone is, even if it’s a bit unruly.” Marine and Mel stook their tongues out at A-chan after hearing the hawk-girl’s remark. “Fine then,” the overworked staff member sighed before continuing, “but it’s already nighttime, so I’m gonna call everyone in so we can get sleeping arrangements figured out.” “Ehhh, we can’t just all sleep in one room,” Okayu yawned through her sentence. “There’s thirty-nine girls here, including A-chan and myself,” Nodoka replied. “Although it’d be a nice sentiment, all of us can barely fit in here if we sit down, let alone lying down. There are four rooms we have reserved, so we’d be looking at ten girls per room, roughly speaking. Everyone, figure out who you want to room with, and we’ll figure out any complications as we go. If we can’t reach an agreement, we might have to just do it by generation.” About an hour passed, but the Hololive girls couldn’t come to a complete agreement. So as Nodoka suggested, the girls were to be split by their generations, with some exceptions made for space. Generation 0 and Gamers would sleep in one room with A-chan. Fubuki however, would sleep with Generations 1 and 2. Generations 3 and 4 would sleep together, making another ten-member amount. And lastly Generations 5 and 6 would sleep together with Nodoka. “So, that should settle that,” Nodoka started. “Everyone please gather your belongings and make your ways to your respective- hm?” The staff in-training was cut off by the door sliding open behind her, revealing what appeared to be a member of the inn staff. The girl in the doorway looked young, possibly younger than any of the Hololive talents, but looked paler than a ghost, as if she hadn’t kissed the sun in years. “Oh, I’m sorry, was there something you needed?” Nodoka stared at the new party, a weird, uncomfortable feeling growing in her heart. “My apologies,” the girl said, gesturing to the idols with a bow. “It’s not often we get visitors, so I was confused when I heard voices from down the hall.” “I wasn’t aware this place had so little customers,” A-chan injected. “If you don’t mind me asking, why is that?” “Oh, you don’t know?” The inn staff smiled eerily. “This place is rumored to be cursed.” “Eh?!” A few screamed from the easily scared filled the room. “That can’t be true, can it, peko?” Usada Pekora challenged with her signature verbal tick. The ghastly presence gazed around the room before starting her long-winded dialogue. “Let me tell you the story then. Long ago, a school idol group came to this inn for some R&R, but one of the members was nervous. The junior-most girl, Aoi, still had a problem with keeping the bed dry at night. As a result, she still wore appropriate protection to keep her futon dry during the trip. Needless to say, all her groupmates found out the first day, and they weren’t nice about it. She was bullied and humiliated by her so called ‘friends’, and eventually drove her out of the group and even out of the school when pictures of her were spread online. A couple of days later, she took her own life.” A shiver ran down the girls’ spines, but the staff member continued. “Ever since, any time a group of popular girls such as idols come here, they hear the story, and in the following days they always seem in a rush to leave. They never tell me why though. But I always hear things like, ‘This place is haunted,’ or, ‘I’ll never live this down.’ Whatever it is, this place has gained quite the reputation for being horribly cursed.” The room was silent. No one knew what to make of fable that was told to them. That is, at least, until a certain girl with a bratty character started to burst out laughing. “Hahaha! You expect us to believe that shit?!” Murasaki Shion broke the peace with her smug attitude, denouncing the staff’s claim. “So, you think it’s a joke?” The unnamed girl smiled. “If I’m being real with you, I think it’s hard to believe in any curse, no matter how believable the story.” Oozora Subaru conceded, maintaining a straight face. “It’s a pretty good story though,” Shishito Botan laughed. “It’s honestly something I expect to come out of Coco-Senpai’s streams.” Eventually, everyone in the room was either laughing, or trying their best not to. “I’m glad you find it funny.” The staff giggled back in a sickening tone. “Well, we better get ready for bed,” A-chan intervened. “If there’s nothing else, I would like to ask you please leave us to our own.” “But of course. Sweet dreams, girls.” And with that, the girl left the room, closing the door behind her. “Okay everyone, get your futons set up and head to sleep. I’m sure we’d all love to hit the beach early tomorrow.” Nodoka gestured for most of the girls to leave to their rooms. Within the hour everyone had unpacked their essentials, got dressed, and nodded off, most of them too tired to even think about the ridiculous story they’d been told. “Hmmm,” Sora moaned as she drifted awake. She couldn’t explain why, but she felt oddly refreshed. “I guess I did need a vacation.” The senior idol stretched in her futon and started to sit upright only to realize where the source of her relief came from. A blush erupted across her face as she hid back underneath her covers, where she could see it clearly. Her blue pajama pants were completely soaked from her butt to her feet. She didn’t just wet the bed, she completely flooded it. She couldn’t believe it. She knew she was late to outgrow her nighttime accidents, but that was many years ago. The best she could hope for was for everyone to leave so she could clean up me mess. But that time never came. “Why isn’t anyone else up?” Sora thought to herself. It was 9:00 A.M., and all the girls were supposed to be up and getting ready for the beach by now, so the fact that everyone overslept raised some questions in her head. The idol bit her lip. The smell of her urine was very strong. Even if she made an excuse, she doubted anyone would have bought it. Swallowing her pride, she slowly got out of bed, exposing her exceedingly wet clothes to the sunlight creeping through the blinds. She didn’t even get out of bed before she heard a voice. “Sora…,” the voice behind the bedwetting idol said meekly. “No! I’ve already been caught!” Sora couldn’t help but let that sentence slip from her mouth before she quickly covered it with her hands. She turned around to see A-chan staring at Sora’s wet pants. However, she was too distracted to notice, as she saw that her best friend was sitting in a similar sized puddle as the one she woke up in. All in one moment, red flags rose in the duo’s minds as the put the pieces together. “Hey… You don’t think this is the curse that girl was talking about, do you?” “I don’t want to believe it, but…,” A-chan trailed off as the other girls slowly revealed themselves from their pretend sleep. All of them revealing similarly wet clothes, as well as noticeably large wet spots on their bedding. “No way…” “Hmm… can’t say there’s anyone like that who works here…” The old lady running the receptionist desk rubbed her head. “Only people who work here are me, my husband, and our son. We try to keep things in the family.” “That can’t be…,” Nodoka grimaced. “Were we really cursed by a ghost?” “Neee, what kind of ghosts curse people to wet the bed anyways?” Uruha Rushia, like many of the other girls were rather angry to wake up to soiled bedding. Not only that, but her and some others spent the night cuddling with someone else, meaning not only did they pee all over themselves, but got urinated on by a partner as well, spending the whole night stewing in their combined fluids. “Well, at least there were enough washing machines here to manage our lack of control, curse or otherwise,” Ookami Mio pointed out, trying to catch a silver lining. “That being said, if this curse is real, don’t you think we should get the fuck outta here?” Kiryu Coco argued. “After all, if we’re here for an entire week, then that means it’s we’re gonna go through this shit again six more times.” “I don’t think that’ll be an option for us,” A-chan stated plainly. “As incidentally embarrassing as this has been so far, higher level management put a lot of money into this vacation. It was one of the company’s most expensive endeavors, so coming back early will come off as more than just disrespectful.” “In addition, what excuse would we give?” Yuzuki Choco raised a good point. “We can’t exactly walk back to the office and say, ‘Sorry, we had to leave early cause the inn turned us into bedwetters.’” Silence loomed over the room, reality closing in on the fact that thirty-nine grown women released waterfalls from their bladders last night, and from the sound of it, they were stuck like that for the whole week. “Hey,” Kazama Iroha injected, making a point to scan the room as she continued, “it’s weird that it happened once to everyone, but that doesn’t necessarily mean it’ll happen again! For now, we should just accept that what happened has happened, and move on. Besides, weren’t we supposed to hit the beach today?” Although it came off as overly optimistic to some, most everyone gave a slight nod in agreement. Even if their vacation started off on a wet note, that didn’t mean it should dampen their whole experience. “You all go get changed into your swimsuits. Nodoka and I will join you after we take care of the stuff in the wash.” A-chan gave her blessing, and slowly the idols made their way back to their rooms to change and try to make the best of their vacation. “Ahhh, that was so good, nanora!” Himemori Luna stretched her small body in all directions, lacking a care in the world as she entered a food coma from the amount of pork she devoured. Most of the other girls hummed in agreement, having enjoyed the day despite the rocky start. “I guess we’ll find out soon it that curse is crap or not, huh?” Akai Haato wasted no time in ruining the mood, as a dull atmosphere circled the idol group. “This sounds degrading, but I want to ask everyone to make sure they use the restroom before going to bed today.” A-chan was immediately given dirty looks from around the outside balcony. “I know it sounds dumb, but we should at least make an effort to ensure it doesn’t happen again tonight. If we’re lucky, it might have just been mass hysteria or some other contributing factor.” Most of the girls grumbled but nodded anyways, unable to deny the staff member’s logic. “I’ll go ahead and go now so I don’t have to awkwardly wait in line.” Tokoyami Towa proceeded to make her way to the bathroom in her room, and everyone else was soon to follow, their rooms still smelling faintly of urine. In time, everyone had attempted to use the toilet, but had discovered that they didn’t need to go at all, despite not relieving themselves at all in the past couple of hours. This managed to stay a secret, however, as no one wanted to admit something as childish as being unable to use the toilet before bed. By the time everyone had made their rounds, it was time to get ready for bed. Just like the day before, everyone hopped in their nightwear and ducked under the covers as the lights went out for the second day of vacation. In a few hours, everyone was sound asleep, even those who tried their best to stay awake. And in their slumber, none were wiser to the hissing sound that echoed through the halls, nor were they prepared to wake up to the source of the crackling sound that followed. “Flare, get up!” “Hmmm, just a little longer,” Shiranui Flare squirmed as she spoke, trying to ignore the voice forcing her awake. “Flare, everyone peed and pooped their pants in their sleep, including you. Get up!” The dark-skinned elf’s eyes perked open at that comment, immediately meeting Shirogane Noel’s emerald green eyes. Without thinking, Flare sat upright, squishing the supposed mess she made against her bare bottom. “Ew, gross,” the elf said, lifting her butt off the ground to prevent any more damage. Her silver sleepwear and panties were heavy at the waist, and a now cool liquid was dripping from the silk material onto the futon. “Don’t feel too bad,” Noel said, gesturing around the room. Everyone from both the third and fourth generations were standing, the backs of their sleepwear and underwear hanging low with a large bulge and some discoloration, leaving now question as to what happened. The stench hit Flare’s nose shortly after, almost causing her to gag at the initial scent. “A-chan told everyone to go get cleaned up quick and meet in her room to talk about it as a group.” Noel grabbed Flare’s hand and brought her to her feet. “Don’t have to tell me twice. I don’t want to spend another minute in this.” Hand-in-hand, the couple went to the bathhouse to clean each other off and try to forget about the nightmare they were in, if only for a moment. Although they were first, it didn’t take long for everyone else to join. Once out of the showers, they bagged their clothes from the night before and tossed them. It may have been possible to save them from pee-stains, but as soon as they all messed themselves, they knew those clothes had no chance of survival. They could only hope the stains on the beddings weren’t too obvious. “I don’t think I need to explain what this meeting is about.” A-chan panned her head to see all the dejected faces in the room. “It would seem that not only does the curse have an effect on our bladders, but our bowels too. Which leads me to my next question. Who here was actually able to use the toilet last night?” No one raised their hands. “Okay, did anyone try to stay up last night?” Half the room raised their hands. “And judging by the fact that everyone had an accident, I’m gonna guess you weren’t successful. From this, I think it’s safe to assume that whatever this curse is, it destines us to use the bathroom in our sleep. Somehow, it’s able to control our ability to pee and poop, and when we sleep.” “So what, do we just accept that we’re babies at night?” Minato Aqua was unamused by this situation. She didn’t even want to go on this trip in the first place, but now she has to be a bedwetter and bedmesser for a week. “I’m afraid that’s pretty much where it’s at,” Nodoka responded. “Speaking of, A-chan and I are gonna go out today and figure out what we can on this curse and take care of some shopping on the way back. I can imagine, you probably don’t want to do much, but feel free to take in the sights. This area is pretty and full of stuff to do, so I’d hate for you all to get stuck in a rut like this.” Her last comment received some scoffs, but for the most part, the room remained silent. The staff members left the room, leaving a bunch of unmotivated girls in their wake. The day went pretty much how you’d expect for a group of girls coping with becoming chronic bedwetters. No one went out at all. At best, some of the girls cuddled under a blanket together and watched some movies. The only times they left their rooms were to grab meals, and even then, some only opted for dinner, hoping that not eating as much that late in the day would prevent a messy accident the next morning. “We’re back.” The staff girls made their way into the room, carrying a huge amount of large grocery bags, all of which seemed to have equally large packages inside. “Hm? What’s in the bags?” Hakui Koyori peered into one of the grocery bags and immediately recoiled when she saw the contents. “You can’t be serious! Are those diapers?!” Although only about a third of the girls were present, all of their faces went pale at the mention of the word. “We’re completely serious.” A-chan stood her ground. “Odds dictate whatever happened last night will happen again tonight. You all definitely don’t have enough clothes to risk ruining every day, and frankly, Nodoka and I don’t want to have to wash the futons every day for the rest of the trip. This came out of our paychecks so the company wouldn’t see eight packages of adult diapers on the company account. We even saved you the humiliation of having to buy them. You’re wearing them. End of story.” Everyone was shocked. They’d never seen A-chan so assertive before, nor did they have the guts to argue back, considering what the alternative options were. Begrudgingly, each girl came up and grabbed a protective undergarment that was their size, and shortly after grabbed the girls in the other rooms to do the same. It wasn’t long before everyone in the Hololive main branch was wearing diapers for the first time since infancy. “How could this get any worse?” Omaru Polka mumbled under her breath. “Don’t say things like that,” Nodoka replied. “You probably thought the same thing last night before finding yourself in a worse situation this morning. It’s better to not jinx yourself.” Not much else was said by anyone save some grumbles and inaudible complaints as the girls all crawled in bed and prepared for the third night. Sakura Miko woke up to a feeling she’d grown familiar to in the last couple of days. Except instead of pissing and shitting herself in adult clothes, this time it was all released in a diaper. She couldn’t help but grown at how embarrassing it was to be wearing and using diapers at her age, even if she didn’t have a choice in the matter. But that wasn’t the only thing that was bothering her. Even though it was Summer, she felt very hot. Specifically in her nether regions. “There’s no way I’m turned on by wearing a dirty diaper,” she thought to herself. But she couldn’t deny the growing wetness in her vagina as the excitement in her body slowly transformed from a loose arousal to a desperate, aching need. “What’s wrong with me?” Hoping no one would catch her, she slid her hand down the front of her diaper, surprised be how warm it was between her urine and her body heat. “I can’t believe I’m doing this,” she said softly to herself as she slowly rubbed herself while wearing a wet and messy diaper. This elicited some gentle moans from her as she sped up, inserting a finger. “Mmmm-,” a voice groaned next to the pink-haired girl. Miko turned her head to meet Hoshimachi Suisei, her face as equally red and her sex drive as equally obvious. In that moment, everything made sense, and it was clear what the curse was trying to make them do. “Hey Hoshimachi.” Miko pursed her lips. “Wanna help each other out?” No more words needed said as they wasted no time sticking their hands down each other’s padding and went to town on one another’s womanhoods. Moans increased in volume at a rapid pace as the pair brought each other to orgasm. Once the afterglow passed, guilt started to fit in, but those feelings were quickly usurped by the events transpiring in the same room. Looking up from the bed, Miko could see Nekomata Okayu and Inugami Korone going at each other the same way she and Suisei just did. At the same time, she could see Hololive’s symbol of purity, Tokino Sora, bringing herself to orgasm in her soiled padding on display for everyone. Moans and screams could be heard from the other rooms, leaving no room for interpretation as every idol in Hololive came in dirty diapers. Once the festivities were over, not a single one of them spoke a word about how each and every one of them did something that normally would’ve gotten them fired on the spot. Instead, they shared a tacit agreement as they changed out of their undergarments and took long, hot showers to reflect on their actions. At long last the “vacation” week was over, and every girl was able to return to the security and privacy of their own homes. They’d literally spent the week peeing, pooping, then cumming in diapers, and not a single souls would ever know. Everyone was just glad to escape the curse and be able to sleep in their panties like normal people. At the very least, they learned a valuable lesson in sympathy. “Ah, finally.” Natsuiro Matsuri got into her apartment, exhausted after the last week, and a long ride home to top it off. She shed her clothes, and got into her pajamas, a feeling she’d taken for granted. In minutes, she was out like a light, lying on her stomach in bed, her bottom sticking out slightly. Not even an hour later, a warm massed snuck its way into her pants, as long stream of urine followed. What the girls didn’t think about was if the curse even wore off after leaving the inn, but that’s a battle they would all fight in the morning. Tonight, they all slept like babies.

Here’s a challenge: Make up an entire religion (or cult, I guess) centred around peeing, desperation and all of that good omorashi stuff. I’m excited to see what you creative people come up with!