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  1. After a long hiatus, I'm back to writing. I'm planning on at least five chapters, but I'll see how long I can keep it going. If you share the story, please credit me. Please let me know what you think! Chapters involve female desperation and/or wetting and occasional humiliation - other topics some people might not be interested in will be labeled if appropriate. Chapter 1 Maribel sipped the last of her water bottle, tossed it into a mall recycling bin and headed to a bathroom. She’d been at the mall all afternoon, and that water bottle hadn’t been the first one. Pressure was building between her legs, and Maribel was looking forward to relieving it. She got into a stall and got ready to pull up her short, grey skirt when she noticed a familiar symbol on the toilet. It looked like a miniature police badge with a bright yellow teardrop in the middle. Or pee-drop? Dammit, Maribel thought. Another detection toilet. She’d seen them before, occasionally. The toilets scanned urine for DNA profiles matching fugitives and digitally sent ‘hits’ to local police. It shouldn’t have mattered. Why couldn’t the past just be the past? Maribel was a law abiding, tax paying citizen now. She’d only been the getaway driver a few times as a teen for some friends who’d had the brilliant idea to rob banks. They were good at it, too. Great at it even, until the moment they got caught. Marisol, as she was known then, had skipped bail and used her ill-gotten gains to stay hidden. Enough money, it turned out, could buy excellent forged identification documents, cosmetic surgery – even a college education. Marisol was supposed to be gone for good, yet now a mistake as simple a pissing into the wrong toilet could resurrect her. Despite knowing what the result would be, Maribel checked the other empty stalls. Each taunted her with the same shiny, white porcelain monstrosity. It wasn’t fucking fair. Ignoring her bladder’s twinges of protest, Maribel picked up her shopping bags, exited the bathroom and headed for the parking lot. Finding her car easily, Maribel began her drive home. A few minutes in, she found herself squirming a bit in her leather seat. What are you, a child? Maribel scolded herself. It will be fine – I’ll find a gas station or something. The gas station up the road from the nearest exit seemed like just the oasis Maribel was looking for. She opened the bathroom door, sure that a gas station bathroom of all places would be free of those awful new toilets. And yet to her dismay, there it sat – another gleaming white detection toilet. FUCK!!! And so, for the second time that afternoon, Maribel left the bathroom with her bladder as full as when she’d entered. “Nice, isn’t it” a gas station attendant commented as Maribel headed towards her car. “What?” Maribel was confused. “The new toilet – the city installed it for free. Good thing too – kept having to service the last one.” “Yeah…..it’s nice.” Maribel replied. Perfectly nice, Maribel thought. Everything about it is just great except for the part where I can’t actually use it! Maribel got back into her car frustrated and very uncomfortable. I’ll pee when I get home, she told herself, hand wedged firmly against her crotch. This is fucking ridiculous. You’re not gonna wet yourself in your own damned car. Just hold it. Somehow the drive home was both a blur and in slow motion all at the same time. But Maribel made it home, shoved her key into her apartment’s lock and rushed to the bathroom with her continence and most of her dignity intact. What Maribel found made her stare in disbelief and total shock. Right there, in her own bathroom was a shiny, new detection toilet with its stupid authoritarian logo practically mocking her. WHAT THE EVER LOVING FUCK IS GOING ON?!!!! I’M GONNA CALL THE DAMNED MAINTENANCE GUY AND FIND OUT WHO DID THIS! THIS IS MY APARTMENT AND….” Maribel’s furious internal diatribe was interrupted by an unmistakable hissing sound. She twisted her legs together desperately but the piss just kept coming. Maribel could hardly believe what was happening as her short grey skirt rapidly darkened and hot piss ran down her legs to the fluffy bath mat below. Maribel had wet herself inches away from the toilet. After drying herself off and regaining her composure, Maribel got on the phone. “You know this line is for emergencies only, Maribel.” “This is an emergency, Mike! How could you let someone replace my toilet without telling me?” “The city came and replaced all the toilets. They didn’t tell us in advance. But they’re free and much better than the ones we had before. Apparently it’s part of some new criminal apprehension kick the mayor’s on. Don’t you like yours?” Maribel didn’t want to sound like a crazy person, or worse, someone who had a suspicious reason to not want a detection toilet in their home. “Actually, it is very nice. I just like to know when people are in my apartment is all. It feels like an invasion of privacy.” “Totally understandable. Sorry for the intrusion. Anything else I can do for you?” “No, I’m sorry for being rude.” “No problem – have a good night”. Maribel’s hands shook as she ended the call, and she tried not to hyperventilate. This was bad – worse than she could have ever imagined. What the fuck was she going to do?
  2. Hello everyone I had an idea for an interactive fic staring the women of the MCU, characters and actors alike. The basic premise of the story is this the characters and actors periodically swap minds at random, and they only swap back when they wet themselves. So for example if Peggy Carter switched with Hayley Atwell the only way for them to switch back is if either Peggy had an accident in Hayley's body or if Hayley had an accident in Peggy's body. Now my first question is. Which way would you want to see this play out? A. The actor's mind in the character's body B. The character's mind in the actor's body C. Switch back and forth between A and B. (note if you choose this option tell me which one you want to start with either A or B) My second question is. Which character/actor pairing would you like? A. Kate Bishop (Hawkeye)/ Hailee Steinfeld B. Natasha Romanoff (Black Widow)/ Scarlett Johansson C. Daisy Johnson (Quake)/ Chloe Bennet Now my plan is to write the next segment after I either get 5 answers or after 48 hours, whichever comes first, and depending on how many answers I get the number for answers might increase. Also every so often I may ask about choosing another character/actor pairing or staying with the current pairing. Hope you enjoy. If you would like to see some of my writing check out the RP section.
  3. Since the issue of private users refusing to friend others is becoming more of an issue, I figure we can all help each other out by having a request general where you can post the user videos you're looking for and others can share what they have. I have about 1200 friends so far on Thisvid so maybe I can help you out too cw: will likely be a range of wetting/messing/diapers etc. This user appears to have two Cassie videos I don't think I've seen before if anyone could rip them: https://thisvid.com/videos/desperate-panty-poop-during-work-call/ https://thisvid.com/videos/chores-panty-poop/
  4. Grace was visiting Emma at uni over Christmas as both their families had opted to go overseas for a hotter holiday. Emma couldn't due to uni deadlines in January so Grace had chosen to keep her company and work remotely over the Christmas period. The girls had a hugely productive day in the library and had returned to Emma's dorm room for the night. It was probably about 10:30ish by the time they stumbled through the door with all their stuff. They were shattered and opted to just head straight to bed. They both changed into their Pjs careful not to see one another, Emma was very shy about her body, Grace was definitely not but knew Emma would be uncomfortable if flesh was on show. It was cold so long PJ's were not a burden, Grace may have objected in the height of summer. Emma was wearing a loose, very baggy Mini Mouse top and long, baggy SpongeBob pj bottoms. Grace donned a slightly too small Pokémon t-shirt and long, Barbie pj bottoms. Commenting on how cute the other looked and tying back each others hair in turn. They brushed their teeth in the sink in the room and curled up into bed facing each other and drifted off to sleep. Grace awoke, what seemed like 5 minutes later, to thudding, banging shouting and maniacal laughing. Under the duvet she reached for Emma's hand and shuffled closer, scared of what was going on. Emma, also woken up by the commotion, gladly recieved her friend's hug. Emma looked scared at Grace and said "Fudge, I thought they'd gone home" Grace looked quizzical as Emma answered the unspoken question "these dickhead boys, every week they're drunk, drugged up and generally terrorise the building. They won't get through the door so we are safe but I hate it" Grace felt more at ease knowing what it was but Emma was on edge. Grace tried to distract Emma by talking about other topics chiefly her brother, who Emma has a crush on, and who liked Emma. The families had known each other forever, quite literally in Grace and Emma's case, so going out with Grace's brother on a date took guts, and was not a simple matter for Emma. Another ruckus outside and a bang on the door caused the girls to jump. Fortunately it was only someone hitting the door as the stumbled down the corridor. Grace dropped her head into the pillowed and sighed "Em, I really need to pee, but don't want to go out there" Emma felt the pressure of her own bladder too, was about to object unlocking the door, but Grace continued "could I use the sink?" Emma shock her head, puzzling Grace, as they'd gone in sinks before, saying "fraid not, it's really high and nothing around it to support on". Grace looked at the sink through the dark, it was oddly high and as Emma said very stand alone. Emma continued "think they did that to stop people using them for that." Eyeing around the room for other ideas, Grace noticed everything was fitted and fixed, even the bin was built into the desk. She was bursting now, said "Em, we either risk going out or it's kinda the bed" looking her friend urgently in the eye. Emma replied hesitantly, turning serious "Ace, there is another option but it's a secret so please don't tell" Grace felt some desperation give way to curiosity and watched as Emma threw back the covers, turn on her nightlight, squat down reaching under the bed. Evidently having retrieved what she wanted put her head over the bed, whispered "I've had this for years and your the only one who knows" there was a pleading, scared tone to her voice. She pulled out a pale yellow, bowl like seat, with a printed sticker of Whinny the Pooh characters on the front and placed it on the floor in the soft blue light that just illuminated the room. It took Grace a second to work out what Emma had produced and was sitting next to her on the floor. It then hit her, she gasped shuffled so they were face to face, Emma staring at her but Grace's eyes on the object "is that a child's potty?" she whisper shouted, continuing before an answer "you use it?" calming her whisper, now laced with a slightly impressed undertone. Emma just nodded, eyes still wide with fear of her friend's reaction. Grace now whispered softly and excited "that's brilliant. And adorable" finally catching Emma's eye and smiling. Emma visibly relaxed abit at the acceptance of her darkest secret but still feeling her heart pounding. Grace swings her legs over the side of the bed "got a hundred questions but I really gotta go, so how..." she stops clearly hit by a thought "assuming you're alright for me to use it?" she asks really hopefully. Emma was slightly taken aback by the question, why else would she have shown it, nods her head "yeah course" looking at Grace clearly puzzled. Grace continued "great, how do you sit on it?" studying it closely. Emma chuckled "it's bigger than you think but you sort of straddle it on your knees, when you're done, empty and rinse it in the sink" backing away from it slightly and gesturing with her hands, using herself as an example. "Ok" Grace stands up determined, dropping her bottoms to the floor. Emma relocates to on top of the bed, embarrassed about seeing her best friend naked form the waist down. Grace was very different to Emma, she seemed more open, fleshy and raw down there. There was also an odd tanned area around the openings, like it had been expertly sprayed, also tell tale stubble spots where Grace had removed her hair. Emma suddenly double blinked as if to stop herself looking at what she saw. Grace got on her knees as Emma showed and nestled herself around the pee guard, which now hid her private parts. Grace looked up at Emma as if to confirm the position, Emma smiled in response and nodded. Grace said "it's actually quite a good fit and oddly comfy" Emma just nodded and smiled, pleased her best friend was enjoying the experience. With the position being quite a natural one Grace had no trouble letting go and the room was filled with a trickling sound. She was abit nervous and held back from peeing full force. A calm descended as Grace peed, casually looking around, feeling an innocence and peace. It was oddly humbling being so low and peeing, looking up at everything as if you where small. Grace, wasn't particularly tall though, standing at 5'5", long ginger hair, she had some hips but not wide, her tummy was flat, not muscular but strong. Her eyes met Emma's who was diligently watching and the pair smiled at each other as the trickling stopped. Grace gave a big grin pulled her neck into her shoulders and giggled "I just went potty" causing them both to giggle. Emma replied with a beaming smile "empty it coz I gotta go potty too" indicating towards the sink with her head. Grace goes to move but sits back down "You got something to wipe with?" Emma gives a little snort at her forgetfulness, reaches under the bed and pulls out a pack of wet wipes "there ya go". Grace takes one out and wipes herself front to back with a satisfied flick. Scrunching the wipe in her hand picks up the potty, now with an amount of semi yellowish pee in, noting to herself she must be abit dehydrated. Emma spots that too and says "there's a glass by the sink if you want some water". Grace pours her pee down the sink, clocking the glass. Rinses out the potty and puts it back, throwing the wet wipe in the bin. Emma hops off the bed as Grace fills the glass with water. Drops her pj bottoms on top of Grace's, her top still protecting her modesty, kneels down and straddles the potty without any real thought. Grace had downed the glass and refilled it, plopping herself down on the bed, her voice broke the quiet and asked softly "Em, can I see?" motioning for her to lift her top. Emma looked up with pleading eyes, and gingerly wrapped her arms around her tummy. Grace smiled sweetly at her friend and sat on the floor facing her, legs crossed completely exposing herself. Emma looked away bashfully but Grace took her hands causing the their eyes to meet. Grace spoke gently but firmly "Em, there's nothing to be embarrassed about, you're beautiful and it's just us" noting the rukus outside had stopped "I'm not going to tease you, bully you or tell anyone. Just want you to be comfortable with your body" Emma had suffered at the hands of bullies, boys and girls, throughout their time at school, leaving Emma very shy and self conscious. Grace says "it's ok" and takes off her top, throwing it on top of their bottoms. Her C cup boobs wobbled slightly as she threw but quickly settled back into place, their curvature created a slight shadow amplifying them, her nipples soft but still a prominent dark pink on the surrounding milky white flesh. Grace slowly started lifting Emma's top, Emma gave way and removed it herself, untangling it from her brown shoulder length pony tail and throwing it on the pile of PJ's. Her boobs completely unmoved by the throw, they were firm A cup bumps, her nipples soft and pale, almost blending in without notice to her freckly skin. Her tummy was flat and strong like Grace's. She barely had any hips but her legs were very strong from years of running and hiking. Her private parts remained so, hiden behind the pee guard of the potty. Grace took Emma's hand and outstretched her arms "Em, you're gorgeous" letting out in a squeaky whisper "I mean it, hot diggerty girl" they both giggled. Emma pulled her arms back in and Grace returned to the top of the bed lying on her tummy. Emma blushing, whispered "thank you" looking down, causing Grace's gaze to follow a familiar trickling noise filled the silence. Emma sighed loudly with relief as Grace watched from the vantage point on the bed. Emma, still peeing, asks "you said you had questions?" Grace nodded enthusiasticly replying "Yes, so many. How long have you used this, what made you get it, do you use it all the time, any other secrets or habits?" Emma beckoned Grace to slow down replying "it's mine from when I was a toddler, no other secrets, this is as dark, and interesting, as I get" Emma chuckles at that realisation "the when will have to wait" pointing down indicating the trickling had stopped. Taking a wet wipe Emma wipes from front to back, folding it up putting it on the floor. Emma lifts her bum off the potty, exposing herself fully. She was formed into a perfectly curved mound, there wasn't a hint of any hair, the only break in the skin was the small, crack, between symmetrical, white, slightly plump, cheek like features. Grace's eyes were transfixed as Emma stood up, she whispered "Wow you're..." indicating between Emma's legs "it's amazing" Emma stopped, crossing her legs "please don't comment on my front bum" Grace apologised but smiled as she'd not heard it referred to that in forever but it described it perfectly "just one more, how d'you get so hairless?". Emma uncrossed her legs answering "oh I got it all Lasered off in year 10", Grace rocked her head understanding the answer. Emma picked up the potty, her pee was very yellow, but she'd gone alot more than Grace had. She tipped the contents into the sink and rinsed it out. She slid it under the bed, threw the wet wipe in the bin and hopped back into the bed. They through the covers back over them, Grace rolled to face Emma saying "so, when, how long have you been going potty?" Emma chuckled replying "ok, so when I moved and I got my loft room. A few weeks later I found it in the attic, in an unopened box. I hated going down those very creeky, lethal stairs, in the middle of the night to pee. So sort of hid it in the closet and started using it" she was blushing. Grace pressed on "so do you use it all the time or just nights?" Emma took a second, she was enjoying Grace's curiosity and it was calming just chatting and both of them naked, finally confirming "whenever I don't want to leave the room, yeah" Grace pauses to think if she wants to ask the next question but asks "you just pee in it?" Emma gasped thinking about the one time she pooped in it and had mushed her poop down the plug hole, wincing at the memory of the smell. She replied truthfully "once I pooped, it was pretty icky and the smell was foul" though suddenly she was up for trying it again. Emma leaned over and drank from a cup of juice she kept topped up on her nightstand. Suddenly there was shouting in the hallway outside, causing both girls to jump and huddle together under the covers. The shouting continued and both girls drifted off to sleep.
  5. Greetings! Just another longtime lurker account that’s decided to chuck another interactive story into the mix. Long story short, I want to get in the habit of writing more frequently, so having to do a new update to this story every few days is a good start. So here’s the pitch: this is going to be a typical Fantasy/RPG style sandbox where you play as a mostly invisible sprite whose main goal is to nudge various denizens into various pee desperation situations, if the dice falls in your favor. I plan to keep this story pretty lighthearted and casual, any violence will be kept at a PG-13ish level, but I do expect explicit sexual content to come up. In terms of kink content, there will be furry or nonhuman characters (beastmen, kobolds, etc), explicit sexual content related to peeing, occasional diapers, and a hard no on any messing. I’ll have both male and female targets available to choose, but probably skewed more towards woman. I’ll get more into how the typical voting is going to be work once our first target is selected. For now, let us begin: ------------------------------------------------------------------- High among the snow-capped peaks scraping the roof of the world, far past where even the mighty griffons made their nests, lies a small crevasse in a cliff face. If an adventurer were to brave the blistering winds and freezing cold to slip inside, they would eventually come across a small chamber hewn deep into the mountain. Lit only by a few patches of luminous moss, an intricately carved marble statue stands proudly in the middle of the tiny room, all but completely hidden from the world at large. The subject depicted is a human woman of indeterminate age and long flowing hair, rendered completely nude. Oddly enough, the statue appears to be in some measure of distress, her legs tightly intertwined and her face a mixture of pain and ecstasy. Her hands are cupped around an immense bowl, hoisting it far above her head as if offering it to the very heavens. Drip…. A droplet of water, one of the few to propagate down this far from the melting snow above, detaches from the ceiling to land in the center of the proffered bowl. After an untold number of years, the water slowly begins to accumulate within, neither evaporating or freezing due to some intricately weaved spell work imparted by the original sculptor. Drop by drop, the pool of water nears the cusp of the bowl. Drip…. Drip…. Drip….Drip…. Suddenly, there is an audible click and a soft hum as a long awaited threshold is finally reached. The accumulated water in the bowl begins to drain, flowing down into the statue through previously concealed channels. The statue’s expression imperceptibly shifts to one of relief and a moment later the water burst forth once more from the barely visible slit nestled between her clenched thighs. Now tinted a pale yellow and rushing out with far more force than gravity could have provided, the water steams down the statue’s legs and begins to pool around her dancing feet and pedestal. The flood continues uninterrupted for several minutes as a loud hiss continues to fill the cavern. It was from this liberating release that you first became aware of yourself. Nothing more than a small mote of light rising from the still warm puddle, you quickly take stock of your new found surroundings. Your various streams of consciousness clash against each other, dozens of individual voices all clamoring to do something different. You focus in on what your voices do agree on. You are a sprite, a being of pure magic formed from devout worship to one of the many deities of the realm to serve on the mortal plane. And the god you were birthed of was…. It was…. “Oh! Hello there little one.” Startled, you reform into a unified consciousness and quickly scan around the empty chamber. To your mild alarm, it’s the statue itself that’s speaking to you, the head and neck now animated as seamlessly as if it were born of flesh and blood. You draw back and the statue’s expression immediately shifts to one of concern. “W-Wait, don’t leave!” She cried out and you float to a stop near the exit of the chamber. “I mean you no harm! It’s… just been a long time since I’ve had need to commune on this plane of existence.” She finishes sheepishly. Drifting closer, your many thoughts agree that you only sense a warmth and affection from the statue, something which you find yourself eager to reciprocate. Giving you a warm smile, the statue clears her throat. “While it may look like you caught me in an awkward situation,” she smirks with a nod to the expansive yellow puddle covering the cave floor. “I assure you I am right at home in these situation. I am the goddess Omoania, one of the lesser… no, minor….” Omoania scowls and finally rolls her marble eyes. “Fine. One of the many tiny deities that springs from the goddess of lust. I am the goddess of the full bladder, and the purveyor of many an accident.” You bob up and down in appreciation nonetheless, perfectly content no matter what your overlord’s standing in the pantheon is. Encouraged, Omoania allows herself a small smile. “Well, I mean it’s not as though I don’t have some followers. Especially when you consider how well made this altar is.” She pauses, giving herself a few moments to appreciate her own naked form. “But now I have you!” Her attention snapped back to you and you vibrate excitedly in response. “I’ve never had a sprite in the mortal plane before, I can’t wait to see what mischief I can get up to now. So heed my words closely, my little squirt. It is my wish that you embark out into the world and find subjects to gift me boons.” She gives another knowing look to the puddle below here. “The fuller, the better. Although I will be sure to reward you for encouraging any type of deviant behavior to their peeing habits.” You give another excited buzz, eager to fulfill Omoania’s wishes. Which you should be able to do by…. What were your spritely powers exactly? “Oh right, sorry. I’m a bit new to this.” Omoania winks at you and you suddenly feel new power infusing your ethereal form. You Gained 3 Skill Points! “Spend those boons however you wish.” Omoania nods at you. “I’ll be sure to pass on any more that I accumulate from altars like this one, it’s not like you have any completion for them at the moment. Though I expect the boons created through your actions will soon eclipse what the alters can offer. Remember, so long as they’re an intelligent and sentient creature, they can gift boons to me. Monsters, adventurers, demons, royalty…. I do tend to like a bit of variety.” She giggles. “But I can see you are eager to prove yourself, so I will not keep you any longer. You will need to return to one of these altars before long to regain your strength, but you should still have abundant time to pursue your chosen target. We will speak again soon my little squirt.” Giving you one last radiant smile, the statue returns to its previously innate state, now with a content smirk plastered on the woman’s face. Zooming through the narrow crevasse, you soon find yourself atop an expansive cliff face, the whole world sprawling out before you. The boons of Omoania still sit unspent inside your being, ready to strengthen your ability to influence the physical world. Reaching out with your senses, you detect at least three nearby locations with high mana concentrations. Surely one of those will have creatures that you can entice into giving boons to Omoania. You can’t wait to set out! ------------------------------------------------------------------- You have 3 Unspent Skill Point, choose attributes and abilities to level up. Skill points may be saved until later, but you may only level up at an altar of Omoania. Attributes – The sprite equivalence of basic stats. Leveling an attribute will make actions based in that attribute 5% more likely to be successful. Leveling attributes will also unlock new basic actions that can be performed on targets. Each successive level will require one additional skill point to achieve. Charisma – While a majority of sprites prefer to stay invisible and silent, your duties may be aided by directly communicating with your targets. You will speak to them as telepathic voice in their head, which they can sense and respond to. Charisma actions include using this method of communication to deceive, build rapport, and persuade targets to do actions they normally wouldn’t consider. Current Level: 0 Current Charisma Bonus: 0% Skill Points needed for next Level: 1 New Charisma action unlocked at Level 2 Conjuration – Through immense concentration, sprites can use their mana to cast minor spells to affect the physical world. Spells cast in such a manner primary focus on nearby inanimate objects as they cannot affect living creatures. Conjure actions include spilling a drink, tripping someone up, or holding a door shut for a short period of time. Current Level: 0 Current Conjure Bonus: 0% Skill Points needed for next Level: 1 New Conjure Action unlocked at Level 2 Influence – Sprites that deal more closely with living creatures are born with a more innate sense of the body and can influence various biological processes or reflexes. Influence actions include causing a target to feel thirsty, change their perception of ambient temperature, and even causing them to become aroused. Current Level: 0 Current Influence Bonus: 0% Skill Points needed for next Level: 1 New Influence Action unlocked at Level 2 Abilities – As a sprite in service to the goddess Omoania, you can tap into more unique spells that belong to her domain. Spending skill points on abilities will unlock and improve their functionality for your expeditions. These abilities can only be cast a few times per expedition, so use them wisely. All ability charges will be refreshed whenever you return to an altar of Omoania. New abilities as well as upgrades for the existing abilities will be unlocked as you gains boons from Omoania and spend time in the world. Bladder Ping – The most basic of Omoania’s gifts, this ability will allow you to approximate how full the bladder of your target is. Upgrades include addition charges per expedition, more accurate scanning, and the ability to ping nearby non-target individuals. Current Ability Level: 0 Current Ability Effect: None Ability Level Up Effects: Grants the Bladder Ping ability. The Bladder Ping is usable once per expedition and will tell you your target’s bladder level, rounded down to the nearest 10%. Skill Points Required to Level Up: 1 ------------------------------------------------------------------- From your vantage point, you can spot three different locations that look promising. You’re sure to find several likely targets at each location, but your various streams of consciousness will have to decide on where to go. Option A: Mountain Cave Dungeon At the base of the peaks sits a yawning cave that exudes menace. While the stench of undeath lingers heavily around here, the feel of the cave’s mana also promises many living creatures that call this place their home. High Monster Population, Low Adventurer Population Option B: Lush Pine Forest A little farther out sits a blooming emerald green forest. The area practically glows with both life and mana, showing a large variety in possible targets. Several major roads also meander through the area, a sure sign on many convoys and their protectors passing through regularly. Equal Populations of Monsters and Adventurers Option C: River Town At the edge of the forest’s influence sits a quaint yet bustling town set along the shores of a winding river. While small when compared to a proper city, a junction of several cross roads as well as numerous river boats promise that this is a busy thoroughfare. A prominent Adventure’s Guild outpost guarantees the peace, but there are always those that will look to encroach on the civilization. Low Monster Population, High Adventurer Population ------------------------------------------------------------------- Whew, that should do it for the first post. Vote below for your level up and location choices, you have enough starting skill points to get any attribute to level 2, or spread the points out how you see fit. Once a setting for the expedition is voted on, I’ll lay out several possible targets to pick from in the next post. Tie-breakers will be decided through a coin flip. Voting will close on September 8th, at 8PM US Eastern Time, with the new update hopefully being a day or two later. Thanks for reading!
  6. From the album: Spectre’s GMod Album

    Wetting her pants is nothing compared to the other terrifying things that could happen to her tonight. Better get a move on!

    © Resident Evil/BIOHAZARD

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    Another WHP video, a girl is locked out of the bathroom and pees herself, then a man makes fun of her for peeing herself.
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  8. Are there any stories where a guy is forced into diapers by wife or girlfriend? Most of the ones I can find involve sissy themes or magic but that’s really not my thing. I’m just looking for forced diapering for punishment or accidents. With loving themes not cuckhold/ sissy or anything like that.
  9. Just wondered if anyone has found wearing diapers beneficial for ADHD or Autistic traits or challenges? For example, I am AuDHD. I have trouble with task switching. I get hyperfocused on whatever I’m doing and will not even notice I need to pee until last minute, and then I have to run. Sometimes I just can’t make myself switch away from what I’m doing no matter how much I want to. I’ve experimented with wearing diapers during times I know I might get hyperfocused or if I’m having a tough day with executive dysfunction, and having the diapers really helped. At one point I’d been working on a project and forgot I had to pee. Panicked for a second because getting up would have ended in wet pants. But instead I was able to just use the diaper and keep working on what I was doing. Has anyone else found they benefit them in that way?
  10. Here we have a girl playing some games while desperate to pee. Seems she made a deal with her boyfriend about beating the boss then peeing. She ultimately loses both the battle with her bladder, and in the game.
  11. After taking a bit of a break, I decided to add another story to my collection. All the stories involve desperate men and women observing them. I have two other stories on my wattpad as well if you like the genre. All free to read, no account or anything needed. Link to the collection: https://www.wattpad.com/story/355099901-omorashi-femdom-a-collection-of-men-desperate-and New story: *5) Stuck Elevator Desperation - 3k words, an professional assistant makes sure her boss is extra hydrated and plans a little fun involving an elevator. Her handsome employer gets frantic while they wait* https://www.wattpad.com/1431545074-omorashi-femdom-a-collection-of-men-desperate-and Others: 1) The Desperate Experiment - 4k words, a guy signs of up a psych study and has to hold on for dear life it he wants to make it to the bathroom dry. Also mild female desperation. https://www.wattpad.com/1393610365-omorashi-femdom-a-collection-of-men-desperate-and 2) Desperate Car Sex - 1k words, a guy bottoms while his bladder is bursting https://www.wattpad.com/1393610464-omorashi-femdom-a-collection-of-men-desperate-and 3) The Desperate and Deadly Game - 4k words, a guy is KIDNAPPED and forced to hold his pee, if he leaks too much he will be KILLED https://www.wattpad.com/1393610784-omorashi-femdom-a-collection-of-men-desperate-and 4) Locked Pants and Bursting Boyfriend - 3K words, a guy agrees to having his pants locked and walk around main street with as much as he can drink until his girlfriend agrees unlocks him, and she wants to savor the situation! https://www.wattpad.com/1408794767-omorashi-femdom-a-collection-of-men-desperate-and Let me know your thoughts if you end up taking a look. #3 is a bit intense fair warning. The story collection was a bit of an experiment, so I might go back to single shorts since it seems like a hassle.
  12. I hope everyone here can help me out. I've been trying to add clips and screenshots to the new Pee Movie Database of adult men peeing in their pants. If you know a scene, please let me know (PLEASE let me know also the episode and time it appears if you can. Thanks!) Here are some places that show what I've already collected: https://omorashi.online/pmd/wetness http://mikisit.tumblr.com/tagged/shows http://mikisit.tumblr.com/tagged/movies
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    Hi, I hope I didn't break any rule, these shouldn't be reposts. I discovered these on some random sites, they look cute and have genuine desperation so I thought I'd share them. Number 2, 3 and 5 are desperation videos, with pee dancing, heavy breathing etc... and wettings towards the end. Number 6 is a jeans desperation video with a lot of pee dancing, leg crossing and a powerful wetting, she rewets her jeans towards the end of the video. Number 4 is imho the best of the bunch, she has a couple of drinks while sitting and holds it for 30 minutes, she's clearly uncomfortable (leg crossing, squatting, breathing heavy, etc...) but keeps holding till the end of the video, when she wets her jean shorts while squatting.
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  14. Depuis quelque temps il m'arrive plus souvent d'avoir du mal à m'endormir mais j'ai constaté que je m'endormais rapidement et dormais très bien quand je faisais pipi au lit avant. Quelqu'un d'autre a-t-il déjà constaté cela ? 💦🛌 🔜 💤🤔 (je dois préciser que ça ne me gêne pas du tout de faire pipi au lit). For some time now I've been having more trouble falling asleep, but I've found that I fall asleep quickly and sleep very well when I wet the bed before. Has anyone else found this to be the case? 💦🛌 🔜 💤🤔 (I must point out that it doesn't bother me at all to wet the bed).
  15. (Note: This is written in the style of the "Choose Your Own Adventure" books. It's a simple premise: Megan wakes up and has to pee. It incorporates branching storylines so depending on what route you choose, Megan can make it to the toilet, pee her pants in public, have to squat in the woods, or several other unique possibilities. I'm just trying this out as an experiment so it may be a little rough. If it works well and there's interest, I'll continue this story with even more possibilities and scenarios. Enjoy!) Part 1 START Megan shut off her phone and plugged it in to the charger. She’d spent the past hour browsing through Tik Tok, not realizing how much time had passed. It was late and she was planning on getting up early the next morning to work out and continue her seemingly endless quest to apply for a job. The company she had been interning for didn’t offer her a position, so she needed to find something quick to support her new post-grad city life. It’s been a year since she graduated college and four months since she moved to the city to strike out on her own. Of course, that meant the outer suburban part of the city, as the rent there was slightly less stroke-inducing than downtown rent. It was always her dream to get a career started in a metropolitan area, away from the small-town quaintness of where she grew up. Megan was determined to make this work, even if it meant a part time job at Aeropostale or TGI Friday’s. Megan and her group of friends all knew the grind it took to get their adult lives started. She had moved to the city and got a small apartment with Veronica, a girl from her Entrepreneur course in her last Fall semester. They had become friends and agreed to share an apartment when they moved. Also in the apartment was Owen. Megan’s high school friend who was crashing on their couch for a couple of weeks until he found a new apartment. Post-grad life was not the glamorous liberation the movies and TV shows had promoted. But Megan was dead set on making it. She settled into bed and turned off the light. The danger of having to move back home was always present, but she was exhausted from the day. Megan yawned and told herself she’d worry about that tomorrow. Though that didn’t stop her from feeling anxious, restless, and something else…. a building sensation in her bladder. She had to pee. Nothing too serious. Just a minor annoyance that she could choose to ignore. Megan had been drinking a lot more water throughout the day as part of living a healthier lifestyle. The last time she peed was before dinner. She briefly thought about getting up and using the bathroom out in the hall, but with her already being so comfortable in bed, it seemed miles away. Then again, might as well take care of it now… - If Megan chooses to take care of this need now, keep reading. - If Megan chooses to ignore this, skip to SLUMBER Megan let out an exasperated sigh and pulled off the covers. She had a fairly strong bladder but the urge to pee being constantly at the back of her mind would’ve affect her sleep. She begrudgingly got out of bed and went out to the hallway, towards the next door over. She entered the bathroom. Her eyes adjusted to the darkness, so she didn’t bother to turn the light on. She headed straight for the toilet and pulled her old running shorts and panties down. As she sat down, something didn’t feel right. The toilet seemed bigger. It took a second, but Megan realized what was wrong. The seat was up. Now, from running track and playing volleyball all through school, Megan had thick, athletic thighs, so she didn’t fall in. However, she was now sitting on a cold, porcelain surface that felt wet. Immediately she jumped up. “Dammit!” In her head, she cursed Owen for forgetting the most important rule in their shared bathroom. She placed the seat down and seated herself. Much better. A soft tinkling emanated from under Megan as she peed into the toilet. It was a surprising amount, lasting just shy of 30 seconds. With a light sigh, Megan tore off some toilet paper and wiped. Flushed the toilet as she pulled her shorts up. She returned to bed, now free of the annoyance from her bladder. She tucked herself back into the covers and fell asleep fast. She was gonna have to talk to Owen in the morning. - If you chose this route, the story ends here. It will be followed up in “Megan’s Desperate Job Interview.” SLUMBER Then again, might as well take care of it now… Megan shifted and turned to her side on the bed. It’s so warm and cozy already. “I can hold it. I’ll just wait till tomorrow,” she told herself. She’s a grown woman. Living on her own in the city. A few more hours of waiting for the bathroom shouldn’t be a bother. With that, she relaxed her mind and was soon fast asleep. What followed was a very restful night’s slumber. The rare instance where she was immediately knocked out and in deep sleep. Her body recharged itself. Her bladder slowly filled up with more liquid. She had been doing more intense workouts lately, as she didn’t want to fall into unhealthy habits when living on her own. Most mornings she found herself sore from exercising. Megan slept soundly for the next few hours. Shifting and turning. Borderline snoring. Very uneventful, until…. The sound of the front door being fumbled open and haphazardly shut brings Megan out of her deep sleep. Slowly getting her bearings, she heard footsteps walk from the kitchen to their living room, which is right on the other side of her bedroom wall. She quickly looked at her phone. It was 3AM in the morning. There was an instant rise in panic, as Megan feared there was an intruder, but she took a second to think clearly and calmed herself down. It was most likely Owen, coming back from another late night of partying and being out at the bars. Megan didn’t know how Owen did it. He’d only moved to the city three weeks ago, and already he’s working two part time jobs. On top of all that, he found the time to go out nearly every night with friends he’s made at work or with Megan and Veronica if they’re free. Work hard play hard was always his M.O. It was at this point that Megan became very aware of the pressure in her bladder. She still needed to pee, and it was getting worse. She was at the point where visiting the toilet would be the most logical action. But, as it always goes, the bathroom seemed miles away, even though it was right down the hall. Megan didn’t want to compromise the perfectly comfortable position she’s made for herself in bed, underneath the fluffy covers and soft pillows. What’s more, if she went to the bathroom to pee, it might take an hour or two for her to fall back asleep. Her sleep schedule would be thrown off course. So, she decided to hold it. She tried her best to get her mind off her growing need to urinate, trying to plan her day ahead or fantasize about her guy friend Marcel’s cute roommate, one apartment building over. But try as she might, her thoughts always returned to the desire for the toilet. It was getting pretty bad at this point. The sensation was on the same level as when Megan has had about three beers and a margarita at a bar and she still hadn’t broken the seal. Megan reached her hands down and placed them on her crotch. She squeezed her legs together, hoping to ease some of the pressure. It seemed to work. For now. Twisting like a pretzel under the covers, Megan remembered the last time she was this desperate in bed. It was during her senior year of high school. She had a few friends over and one of them convinced the others to watch a scary movie. One about a serial killer hunting down a group of paramedics. Looking back, it was probably a cheap B movie, but when Megan saw it for the first time, she was horrified. She laid in bed that night, replaying the violent and creepy images in her head. Her friends were all asleep, but Megan was afraid to shut her eyes. All the soda and water she drank during the movie had gone through her and were ready to burst out. She desperately needed the bathroom, but she was so terrified that the serial killer would jump out of the shadows and get her. She made it two hours, holding herself, before having to resort to waking up one of her friends so she could keep her company while she peed in the bathroom. Megan had grown a lot since then, and a meager scary movie isn’t gonna get in the way of her relieving herself. What did get in her way, without fail, is laziness. It felt like too much effort to go to the bathroom. She was confident she could hold it until morning. All she had to do was fall back asleep. She was never a bedwetter, and her bladder control was top notch, in her opinion. But perhaps she should stop being so stubborn and give herself the relief she’s been denying herself all night… - If Megan chooses to go back to sleep, skip to DAWN. - If Megan chooses to go to the bathroom, keep reading. She’s definitely pushing herself past her usual limit. She’s made it through non-stop six-hour car rides and a Lord of the Rings movie marathon without needing to pee, but this was before she made the resolution to drink a gallon a day. Her mind also drifted to an article she came across the other day about how it’s dangerous to hold your pee in for too long. It can result in damage to the bladder or even UTIs. Veronica had a UTI once and she said it felt like peeing fire. That thought was enough to get Megan to throw her covers off and sit up in bed. She’s held it long enough. A slight spasm in her bladder gave her pause, and she carefully got up and made her way to the bathroom. She shivered as she left her comforters and stepped into the cool air conditioning. She was only wearing her old running shorts and a faded sleeveless tee from high school. No bra of course. The apartment Megan and Veronica shared had two bathrooms. One was out in the hallway, near Megan’s room, while the other was built into Veronica’s bedroom. When they first got it, they both agreed that Veronica can have the fancier bathroom. Megan didn’t care too much, though now she wished she gave that decision more thought. Megan walked up to the bathroom door and saw the door shut and the light on inside. Fearing the worst, she tried the handle. Locked. She put her ear up to the door. On the other side, someone was retching and puking. Megan let out an exasperated sigh. This was the third night that Owen had come home blind drunk and spent most of the night vomiting into the toilet. Yet he’s always able to wake up early and make it to work on time the next day. Megan stood in front of the bathroom door and crossed her legs tight. Her bladder was definitely at maximum capacity. Being mere feet away from the toilet, only separated by one door, made the pain even worse. Her beathing quickened as it felt like she might lose control. Pissing herself on the hallway carpet was not something she wanted to even entertain the possibility of. If only Owen would hurry up and get out of the bathroom. Megan grabbed her crotch with both hands and started bouncing up and down. She really had to pee. “Hurry up. Please. Please. Hurry…” She muttered under her breath. After a few minutes of desperately waiting, it was clear Owen wasn’t going to be done any time soon. Either he was passed out on the floor or was still puking. Megan’s eyes were beginning to float. She had to come up with an alternative. She scanned her environment, looking for anywhere else she could pee. Her first thought was the kitchen sink. It was lewd, but desperate times called for desperate measures. And it wouldn’t be the first time she’s peed in a sink. Another option would be to go into Veronica’s room and use her bathroom. But her boyfriend, Lewis, was over and Megan didn’t want to have to wake them both up to let her in. Veronica would usually lock her bedroom door when she slept. Megan weighed her options. With all this critical thinking, the desperate sensation in her bladder abated somewhat. It didn’t feel as bad as before, but her bladder was still definitely full. She could always just try to go back to sleep and finally have that satisfying pee in the morning, when the bathroom would be free for sure. She thought about each possibility carefully. - If Megan chooses to try and go back to sleep, skip to DAWN. - If Megan chooses to pee in the sink, go to ISLAND. - If Megan chooses to try Veronica’s bathroom, go to KNOCK. KNOCK A spurt suddenly escaped into Megan’s panties, followed by an involuntary gasp. She needed to go. NOW. Her long legs squeezed together, Megan made her way across the apartment to Veronica’s room. As she passed the living room, she noticed a lot of Owen’s stuff strewn across the floor. She’d have to talk to him soon about keeping his space tidy. Right now though, she had much more important business to attend to. She reached Veronica’s door and was just about to start knocking when a sound stopped her. More specifically, it was a moan. “You’ve gotta be kidding me.” Megan didn’t have to listen to closely to pick up on the heavy breathing and the sensual moaning on the other side of the door. She remembered that Lewis was over, and when he spent the night, the two of them could go at it until dawn the next morning. Just thinking about that exhausted Megan. Their stamina must have been off the charts. However, this was a problem. There was no way Megan was interrupting their sex session so she could run in and use their toilet. Her and Veronica weren’t close enough friends to do that. Megan was on the verge of pissing her pants, but her anxiety at such an awkward interaction won out. She turned away from Veronica’s door. That option’s a no-go. - If Megan chooses to pee in the sink, go to ISLAND. - If Megan chooses to go back to bed, go to DAWN. - If Megan chooses to try and wait for her own bathroom, keep reading. Perhaps Owen was almost down with the bathroom, Megan thought to herself. It’s better than having to pee in the sink. Her bladder was on a hair trigger now. She had to be very careful in moving, or the slightest disturbance could set it off. Getting her bearings, Megan made the trek through the living room, back towards her own bathroom, where she could hear a toilet flush. At last, it seemed as though Owen was done. All Megan had to do was get there – “Thank God…” Megan was so focused at the window of opportunity that she didn’t see she was walking right into Owen’s pile of stuff. Her foot caught the strap of his duffle bag and pulled her down. Enough to cause her to trip and hit the carpeted floor. “Ah!” Megan hits the floor hard. In a desperate attempt to stay vertical, Megan grabbed for the nearest object, only managing to knock a lamp down onto the floor with a loud crash. The jolt of tripping caused her to lose control. As soon as she hit the floor, Megan knew it was over. “Shit! No no no no!” Warm pee gushed uncontrollably into her shorts, quickly soaking the carpet. Megan was frozen in place. She tried to stop the flow, but it was no use. There was no stopping the flood. She could feel warmth between her legs and around her butt as her pee spread on the floor. She got into a sitting position as she continued to pee endlessly. To make things even worse, Veronica’s bedroom door opened. Lewis was out first, only wearing boxers. Behind him was Veronica, wrapped in a blanket. “Who’s out here!” Lewis yelled. His eyes fell on Megan, still wetting herself on the floor. “Oh, Megan. We thought someone was trying to break in.” “Meg, what happened? You okay?” Veronica stepped forward. Megan couldn’t find the words. She was too humiliated to speak. It was then that Veronica notices the pee puddle forming. Lewis then saw it. “Oh.” The other bathroom door opened and Owen stepped out, yet another witness to Megan’s humiliation. Megan buries her face into her knees. “What’s going on?” Owen asked. “Dude, shut up,” Lewis said. Veronica knelt down next to Megan. Who’s on the verge of tears. “Hey. It’s okay.” “I’m sorry. I can clean it up. I’m so sorry,” Megan sobbed. “Babe, get some towels and the carpet cleaner.” Lewis nodded and went to the kitchen. Veronica gently helped Megan stand. He shorts were completely soaked. Owen grabs one of his towels and places it on the wet carpet. As Lewis and Owen cleaned up Megan’s pee, Veronica accompanied her to the bathroom. There she washed off and put on fresh clothes. The two of them headed for Megan’s bedroom. “That was so fucking embarrassing.” “Hey, don’t worry about it. I once pissed myself at a tailgate party. In front of Delta Psi. I didn’t leave my dorm for days.” Veronica smiled. Megan managed a laugh. This incident will be forever burned into Megan’s memory, but now it seems like Veronica and Megan are one step closer to being true roomies. - If you chose this route, the story ends here. This will be followed up in “Megan and Veronica’s Wild Night”. ISLAND “Fuck it. I gotta pee.” Megan said to no one in particular. Desperate times, desperate measures. Still tightly grabbing herself, she made her way through the dark, nearly tripping on Owen’s duffle bag next to the couch. She got to the kitchen and looked upon her chosen salvation. The kitchen sink. Their apartment was small, but Megan considered them lucky that they found one that looked nice enough to be the go-to for their friends to hangout at. The kitchen was a particular highlight. It was in one of the newer buildings from the recent expansion, and the counter tops were polished granite slabs and the sinks were sleek stainless steel. The appliances were all the latest models, and the sink and main counter top were their own island, serving as a border between the living room and kitchen. Megan stepped from the living room carpet into the cool tile of the kitchen. The sudden cold on her bare feet nearly make her lose control. She stood in front of the sink with her thighs squeezed together. To her dismay, it was full of dirty dishes. Of course. She began the painful process of moving the plates and cups out of the sink and pouring the water out of them. Each splash of liquid on the stainless steel was utter torture for her. Yet she held on. She’s gotten this far, she was going to make it all the way to the end. She set the last cup down on the counter and took a deep breath. She scanned her surroundings. All was quiet. Once the coast was clear, Megan carefully slid her shorts down to her knees. As far as her clamped legs would let them go. With some effort, she hoisted herself onto the sink, positioning her butt over the drain as the back of her thighs bit into the cold granite. The sink was wide, so she had to spread her legs a bit to balance the weight. She held the edges of the sink for support, and soon she was stable. Megan felt incredibly weird exposing herself like that in the middle of their kitchen. Her feet dangling off the counter and her shorts bunched around her knees. But that didn’t matter much because— “Ahhhhh…” Her pee burst forth from her urethra and splashed against the steel sink, giving off an odd metallic patter. It started as a steady stream, then grew into a gusher. The relief was immense. Megan let out a long, hushed sigh as her urine flowed. She’d done it. She made it to a toilet. Well, sort of. As Megan relished the pleasure of finally relieving herself, her eyes flitted up and saw what was directly across from her. The way the apartment was set up, the kitchen island was perpendicular to the hallway leading to her room. So as Megan sat on the sink, peeing full force, she was directly facing the bathroom door where Owen was vomiting not too long ago. “Oh no.” Before she could even wish away the possibility, the bathroom door opened and Owen stepped out. Not two steps later he froze in his tracks as his eyes met Megan’s. She’s a deer in headlights. Sitting on the sink, still peeing, her legs open giving Owen a clear view of her vagina. They were silent, save for Megan’s gushing pee stream, which showed no signs of stopping. “Um. Hey,” Owen said. Eyes wide. Suddenly sober. “Hey.” Megan flushed red in the darkness. More awkward silence. Megan’s pee seemed to gush even louder. Owen looked away. “Are you okay?” “Sorry. I just. I really had to go.” “Do you need the bathroom?” Megan’s stream started to weaken. “A little late for that.” Now a steady trickle. “Oh okay. Sorry. I felt really sick and –” “It’s fine.” “I’m, uh, gonna go to bed.” Owen stumbled to the couch, not being able to help but stare again at Megan’s mortified form perched on the sink. “Goodnight.” “Night.” Megan punctuated this with a couple more spurts of pee. Then she was done. Finally. She buried her face in her hands. Owen collapsed onto the couch. Burying himself beneath the blankets. Megan’s face felt like it was burning. She didn’t even bother to wipe. She quickly hopped off the sink and pulled up her shorts. She scurried over to her room and shut the door behind her. She felt so embarrassed. Owen was a friend of hers, but she was nowhere near comfortable enough to let him see her like that. Her only hope was that Owen’s hangover in the morning would purge his memory of seeing her pee in the sink. At least her bladder was empty now, and she felt an overwhelming sense of relief. - If you chose this route, the story ends here. DAWN It’s settled then. In the morning, she’d make a beeline for the toilet right after she woke up. Despite the building pressure, she eventually drifted off to sleep. Megan’s eyes fluttered open at around 6AM, as the first rays of sunlight peeked through her blinds. It was two hours before she had set her alarm to go off. Megan rolled in bed and immediately felt the pang in her bladder. Her need to pee had increased significantly since last night. That was an understatement. She was definitely bursting at this point. She checked the clock and noticed she was early to rise. Probably her bladder once again nudging her to finally let it release. Annoyed, Megan tightly crossed her legs under the covers. She still felt groggy and sleepy, and she’s in that wonderful space where she had woken up and realized she still had a couple of hours to keep sleeping. However, her full bladder was begging for relief, and she didn’t know if she could hold it for much longer. - If Megan chooses to stay in bed and keep holding her pee, skip to RISE. - If Megan chooses to get up and finally go pee, keep reading. This was it. She couldn’t wait anymore. She’d pushed her holding capabilities to its absolute maximum. If she didn’t use the bathroom soon, her bed sheets would be thoroughly soaked. Megan carefully sat up in bed and pulled off the covers. As she stood, she had to quickly jam her hands into her crotch and bend forward. Her urethra was screaming for the toilet, and Megan sucked air through her teeth at the sudden sensation. Now that she was standing, her need to pee was exponentially worse. She was seconds away from exploding. She hurried out into the hall and towards the bathroom door, which hung ajar. Megan wasted no time and stepped inside, locking the door behind her. At long last, after putting off her immense desire to piss all night, the toilet stood in front of her, welcoming her with open arms. The sun was getting brighter through the small window, and Megan saw that Owen had once again left the toilet seat up. She had a split second to be annoyed before hurriedly putting the seat down. She felt a spurt come out. Only a small one, but she was cutting it dangerously close. She turned around and quickly slid her shorts and panties down to around her ankles. Megan sat down on the toilet and no sooner than she did, her pee burst out of her with such force that she felt splash back on her thighs. Her stream pierced the water, filling the small apartment bathroom with a loud hiss equivalent to a fire hydrant. Megan felt nothing but bliss as she felt her bladder empty. She moaned with ecstasy. Her toes curled and she bit her lip as her pee gushed out of her for seemingly several minutes straight. She sat with her legs closed and arms resting on her thighs. She leaned forward slightly and let her eyes close as she enjoyed the amazing sensation of taking that morning pee. It was strange. The feeling was borderline sexual. Megan felt a tingling between her legs as she peed. She’d been in desperate need to pee before, but this was the first time she could recall being aroused by relieving a full bladder. Megan felt weird, but also a little naughty at the notion. By now her stream had weakened to a steady trickle. After several more seconds, she let out a few more strong spurts and shivered one last time as her arguably longest ever pee came to an end. Megan couldn’t help but let out a long sigh. She was exhausted, as if she’d just climaxed after an hour of foreplay. She reached for some toilet paper but stopped herself. That tingling feeling wasn’t going away. Technically she still had an hour and a half before her alarm went off. Megan deviously smiled to herself. Good thing she forced herself to get up early. She licked two of her fingers and reached down between her legs. - If you chose this route, the story ends here. RISE Megan jolted awake to her third alarm blaring. In the confusion, she quickly shut it off and saw the time. She’d overslept by a whole hour. “Shit!” She quickly got up, but suddenly realized that was a horrible mistake. Immediately a hefty gush of pee splashed into her shorts. Megan froze in place. The pain in her bladder radiated six-fold. Megan couldn’t believe it. She’d held her pee all night long and now she was paying the price. She shouldn’t have waited. Now, she felt like if she even moved an inch, she’d lose all control and pee her shorts on the spot. But she was determined not to let this happen. This was definitely the worst she’s ever had to pee as far as she could remember, but she was sure she could still make it to the bathroom. It was only a few feet away. After a few agonizing minutes of regaining her composure, Megan felt the wave of desperation go down a few levels. When she was sure she had gotten control back, she headed for the bathroom, one careful step at a time. She was nearly there. Megan was already fantasizing about sitting on the toilet and letting loose. The immense relief she was about to feel. She reached the door and turned the handle. Locked. Megan’s world collapsed all around her. Inside the bathroom, the shower was already going. Megan could’ve cried. Owen had a morning shift at the hardware store and was already in the shower. She had waited too long. She buried her hands into her crotch and crossed her legs tight. Megan hoped that Owen was nearly done showering and she’d finally be able to pee. If not, she’s screwed…. Unless there was an alternative. - To see how the rest of this plays out, stay tuned for Part 2!
  16. Today was a rainy grey day. Not a good day for taking a nice long walk. Or maybe it actually was the perfect day for that? Why not take the opportunity to wear one of those favourite omo jeans that are not black, and a rain coat going down to just above my knees, and play a new little game. I decided to go out on an empty but rapidly filling post breakfast bladder, after having chugged a lot of water. Then I put a timer every 10 minutes. Every time the alarm went off I would have to stop right there and fully relax my bladder while picking up my phone to set next alarm. I was surprised to feel a slight need to pee already as I left. First alarm got off on the main street in my village. I relaxed and let out a spurt, but nothing that really showed. Good, because I met two dog walkers soon after. 10.minutes later I was just next to a big parking lot when the alarm went off. Could have chosen a better place. But I did as planned. Much more came out than I had thought. I felt the heat spreading down below my knees, looked down and saw some big dark patches appear on the front of my calves. The long underwear I had under my jeans made the pee soak through the jeans in an unusual pattern though. As I kept walking on the bridge across the highway I felt great and my jeans looked fantastic, but I still wondered if this was really such a good idea... But I'd soon be in the woods and hopefully not meet much people in there. Wetting 3 happened on a gravel road. Now my kidneys were working fast. A big splash of pee soaked my jeans and started to run into my shoes. But it didn't rain much, there were still too many dry parts on my pants and right now it was pretty obvious what had happened here. I told myself to just act like nothing if someone came. No big deal. There wasn't a single soul out in the woods. I would soon be among houses again on streets heading back to the village. Alarm 4 went off. Another long amazing pee stream. Now I was so soaked in the front, my wetting was almost fully camoflauged. The back was a bit worse though... I passed by one guy in this state but he was busy working with something on the side of the road. After one wetting in the street I took another turn into the woods. I still had a lot of pee in my bladder (drank more water along the way)and next wetting created big lakes in my shoes. I took another photo from behind and realised I was now soaked all way around. I had peed away all traces of my wetting and could walk home in full confidence nobody would have a clue, so I prolonged the walk to have the chance to wet a couple of more times.
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    This patch contains the nude battle animation and CGs of hamuko paeon and tropical outfits Making this was not as easy as I thought, and this is the work finished currently. 1.download this file(hamuko_patch_1.rar). 2.unzip the rar in the "Graphics/Pictures" Folder, then select "Replace old Files"
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  18. View File Overflowing Pampers My pamper are too small but I love overflowing them with my pee, look how full they are after a big leak Submitter melikai Submitted 03/17/2024 Category Female  
  19. So while working the register I have peed 2 times tonight already. First I was just walking through the isles and just started peeing my diaper. A few hours later I pee my diaper while ringing out a customer thankfully it was an older lady and she didn’t say a word even though the soaking of the diaper was extremely loud. At the moment still at work for a few more hours most likely to pee again soon. Diapey still holding up pretty well. Pic is from when I got home right before changies in total peed 5 times.
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    My pamper are too small but I love overflowing them with my pee, look how full they are after a big leak
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  21. Hello everyone What are foods and drinks that you find help you wet /mess. If you wanted to encourage someone to wet and mess freely in their diaper all day, and you were looking for the ideal food and drinks to feed that person, what would you feed them? I know coffee and caffeinated drinks are a mild diuretic and will hep increase peeing. Foods with a lot of fiber will help with messing. I'm curious, if there are any hidden gems of knowledge on this topic. Are there any specific fruits or vegetables that help you mess? Any specific foods or drinks that make you wet more than usual?
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    2 sexy women washing dishes and casually wets themselves as if nothing happens
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