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Hi everyone! My birthday is in the next few days and tomorrow (Saturday) I’ve decided to spend the afternoon going into the night online with the community to play and have fun! If I end up doing multiple holds (likely) nearing the end of each hold I will have those who are actively commenting at the time vote for me to either make it to the potty or wee in my big girl panties hehe. I figured it’ll add in a little extra suspense for me not knowing what I’ll end up doing. Some things to keep in mind if you’d like to join in: - she/her pronouns please and thank you! - Everyone is welcome! And ideas will be considered but I know my body and can choose to do/not do whichever ones I feel comfortable doing. - Please don’t ask for pictures/videos. I’m very much so considering posting some type of video or picture at the very end, but I just don’t enjoy being constantly asked for them as it makes me uncomfortable and less inclined to share. - I have a praise kink not a degradation kink, but some light and upbeat teasing is always welcome. If you’re actively weeing let me know because I’m sure I’ll get very jealous 🤭 - I’m into age play and I tend to get little and whiny when I’m desperate to wee 😝 I like diapers but I don’t have access to any sadly. Feel free to mention wanting to diaper me though 🙈 - Masturbation will likely be mentioned, so if this bothers you I don’t recommend reading further. I wanted to post this in advance so people could come say hi and follow if they’d like so they don’t miss out tomorrow 😊 You guys have been so wonderful and make me so happy to be a part of this community. I also won’t be nearly as free as often after this weekend so I wanted to do a really big thing in case I can’t for a while.

It appears I can no longer make the hour drive home without peeing myself so I'm gonna take a picture every time I have a leak or accident and post it here.

Im going to upload every animated wetting scenes from Anime, Hentai, and Cartoons Types of Wetting: Intentional Wetting: (A character wetting themselves on purpose out of either desperation, to satisfy a kink, or preform a task) Sexual Arousal Wetting: (Wetting caused by overwhelming sexual arousal or sexual stimulus) Desperation Wetting: (Wetting caused by loss of bladder control from a full bladder) Fear or Shock Wetting: (Wetting caused by sudden feelings of fear or shock in unfavorable situations) Pain and Discomfort Wetting: (Wetting caused by overwhelming pain) Forced Wetting: (Someone with intent to make another character wet themselves makes character wet themselves by either denying bathroom access or restraining character until wetting, using a technique or spell that forces the bladder to empty, or inducing a fear wetting on purpose) Loss of Consciousness or Control Wetting: (Wetting caused by body’s loss of control or a character becoming unconscious) Unknown Wetting: (Wetting with no clear cause) Severity of Wetting: Implied Wetting Leak Normal Flood

My Movie.mp4 This is favourite wetting video, if you want to see the complete video with the rewetting checkout: https://www.manyvids.com/Video/4844564/PEE-JEANS-MORE-FOR-MORE/

View File Danelle Maye - Babestation Pee Desperation 1. Danelle Maye hosts a live tv chat channel like Studiio66/Redlight Central/Babestation in the last five minutes of your show. It is a day time show so she has on a short dress and lingerie. As you can see with the twitching she’s super desperate to pee but the producer won't let Danelle leave till the show finishes. The producer tells her in a inappropriate way they might let her leave early if she tells them about being desperate and about any time Danelle have, or seen any other girls wet their knickers before (If you haven't just make up some stories where you accidentally pee in your knickers). Of course very humiliatingly she tells the producer she’s not sure her bladder can hang on but you the producer are telling Danelle it'll just be a few more minutes. Before the show ends though Danelle loses control with her full bladder exploding and pee in the yellow polka dot knickers and of course her dress. Danelle ends with a little bit talking about how embarrassed she is wetting herself on live tv and how naughty both of are feel doing it. 2. I love the fact that most models who did wetting still do it here and there. Submitter Desman Dread Submitted 09/30/2023 Category Female  

Well someone asked about multiple wettings... And well, I had some fun with a pair of white cotton panties a while back. It started off as fun for myself, but I ended up selling them to a customer. I do still have one pair stuck in my closet somewhere in a baggie that I've wet about 10 times... So here's the panties I wet 13 times. What I did was wet them, leave them up to dry (sometimes for a day or two, sometimes for longer), and repeat. Towards the end, I tried to only use morning pees as I found that my pee was actually cleaning the panties! I also tried to wet them a little less each time, so there's be like pee stain strata, this sort of worked, but then I'd be sitting on the toilet, or standing in the tub and not be able to stop peeing, so the strata sort of got washed away a few times. Anyhow, for your viewing pleasure, I present to you, the 1000 year egg of panty wetting... First, we have the virgin white cotton panties, fresh out of the package, never fully worn. And then Wetting #1 Wetting #2 As you can see, sometimes I'd snap a picture of them wet and then dried. Wetting #3 Wetting #4 Wetting #5 Wetting #6 Wetting #7 Wetting #8 Wetting #9 Wetting #10 And I'm out of uploading space, more photos in my next post. Wetting #11 Wetting #12 Wetting #13 And just to remind you what they started out as... Virgin Panties: By the end, and well... by the 5th wetting really... the fabric felt different, almost oily? It was heavier and the smell was absolutely intoxicating. I remember having to put them in the sealed bag as soon as they were dry, as just smelling the crystalize pee soaked into the fabric had me dripping and very aroused! I definitely laid them on the bed next to my head (or at least within smelling distance) to masturbate a few times, and well... they were fun to make! I should make another pair or pull out the other pair I made (sadly no photos were taken during this process, or if they were, I can't find them), and I should try to wet them a bunch again... Anyhow, the gauntlet has been laid 😉 Enjoy, Rach

ok so I ran into a few videos like this and it looks like it's the same girl I came across them on telegram and I'm wondering if there are more videos of her and if any one can translate what she's saying I believe she's Chinese VID_20220717_034605_215.mp4 VID_20220717_034733_494.mp4 VID_20220717_034749_951.mp4 VID_20220717_034802_088.mp4 VID_20220717_040319_386.mp4

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!

I figured I'd start a thread for amateur stuff only and on the wetting topic, not naked peeing or pantyhose (unless there are panties underneath). I'm sure there might be some videos that you've seen before, but there will definitely be some most of you have never seen. I've been digging through my archives and trying to organize them as they were spread out all over the place. I'll be adding to this as I have time to do so....keep on the lookout for some great stuff. My first post is dedicated to SuperWetPanties, which some of you may have seen her stuff posted on her or elsewhere. More info can be found from her at the following sites: http://www.xtube.com/community/profile.php?user=superwetpanties http://www.experienceproject.com/about/superhans91 This girl is definitely one of my favorites of all time. SuperWetPanties-47348378.mp4 SuperWetPanties-244844053.mp4 SuperWetPanties-877840544.mp4 SuperWetPanties-1673455337.mp4 SuperWetPanties-1801006123.mp4 SuperWetPanties-2140135082.mp4

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.

My first time writing an interactive story! English is not my first language, but im pretty sure its readable. I might take long breaks but i wont abandon this story, so dont worry if i suddenly go silent for a few days („• ᴗ •„) --- It was another rainy evening after work. Your boss was merciless, showering you with extra paperwork and tasks, and your exhausted and sleep-deprived mind wanted nothing more than to go back to your cozy apartment and go to sleep. However, the bus was taking a little longer than usual, and you, being the poor unlucky fella you are, left your phone at home to charge. And there you were, sitting at the bus stop, leaning onto the wall of a nearby kiosk as you watched the raindrops hit the ground. Your mind was already somewhere else, but you tried your best to stay awake, despite your eyes shutting involuntarily. A soft yawn escaped your lips as you looked over to the timesheet - the bus was supposed to arrive fifteen minutes ago. You let out a frustrated huff, shifting your hood into a more comfortable position as you thought over today. You decided to close your eyes for a second to rest your vision, but, so engrossed in your own thoughts, you didnt even notice as you slowly drifted to sleep, the sounds of the rain growing more and more distant... *** "Ah, good, you`re awake!" A gentle giggle forced you out of your slumber. You blinked your eyes open, confused as you found yourself laying in a hospital bunk. You looked around, taking in your surroundings. You appeared to be in an unfamiliar, old-fashioned-looking infirmary, the sun seeping into the room through the blinds. You rubbed your eyes sleepily, taking a few seconds to fully wake up. "Can you talk?" You jumped slightly, as the same voice from before caught your attention - a young woman wearing a nurse uniform sat in a chair next to you, her hand resting on the edge of the bed. She blinked, waiting for an answer for a few moments before speaking again. "You were unconscious in the woods, but you dont seem to have any injuries.. What`s your name?" The nurse gave a friendly smile, twisting a strand of her curly brown hair on her finger. --- What`s your name? A) Oscar [male protagonist] B) Cora [female protagonist] C) Cory [enby protagonist]

New comic in my Decades of Desperation album... https://www.omorashi.org/gallery/image/91332-the-artists-modeljpg/

The author of the old topic deleted it. Let's open a new one. A theme for those who want to share their getting wet in gray clothes. While I am sending archive photos, I will try to make new ones soon.

View File Plastic Nappy Sasha & Faye wet nappy romper Another PlasticNappy serie with Sasha Cane, such a cute and beautiful AB Submitter Cathyva Submitted 06/07/2022 Category Female  

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Making a new art thread cause I don't really like a lot of my art on the other one and I also couldn't figure out how to change the title lol. levi fear and hunger