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  1. Hi everyone. I’m back with a new idea for a story! As most of my regular readers know, I like my stories to feature lots of wetting and desperation content, but only if it’s in someway realistic. I’m always trying to come up with new scenarios that fit this criteria. So, I’ve come up with an idea about two friends who decide to start making wetting videos for fun and profit. After this first, set up chapter, there is scope for a lot of wetting scenes. I hope you enjoy it. THE NECESSARY BACKSTORY Megan and Polly first became friends during their freshman year of college. They were probably drawn together by the fact that they were both vaguely outcasts in the highly defined social structure of their school. Megan was a chubby girl, slightly short of stature, with plain brown hair, wide hips, and black framed glasses. She had a very “loud” personality, and wasn’t shy at all. She wouldn’t take any crap from anybody, and could be very outspoken about any topic that she was passionate about, and she was passionate about a lot of topics. Although she wasn’t a typical “Popular Girl,” she was very social, and blended in easily with most demographics. If she didn’t, her “screw them” attitude served her very well. Now people say that opposites attract, and that certainly seemed to be the case with Polly. Tall, stick thin, quiet, and very shy. Polly spent most of her time just trying not to be noticed, or make any waves. She was a plain but pretty girl, with alabaster skin, blonde hair, and slightly green eyes, although she never made any major efforts to look any more than nice and presentable, preferring to just simply blend into the background rather than stand out. Neither girl could precisely recall exactly how or when their friendship had started, but somewhere along the line, they had become firm friends. They often joked with each other that they were like two sides of the same coin, and their differences offset one another perfectly, each being a perfect foil for their own individual flaws. ———————————— THE FIRST WETTING INCIDENT As with most stories of this genre, there is usually a moment or an incident that sets the ball rolling in the right direction. A “Butterfly Effect” moment if you will. For Megan and Polly, it was the night of the free concert in the park.... “Come on slow poke, drink up!” Polly took another little sip of her hard cider, and gave Megan a good look at her middle finger in the process. Typical Megan! Always wanting to get buzzed before they went out. Polly did like a drink, but her friend really went hard at it sometimes, and always tried to get Polly to join in too. She burped. “Get stuffed Meegs. I already told you, I’ll just have a couple. After all, someone has to keep their head clear enough to look after you!” Megan downed the remainder of her beer in three big gulps, and grinned at her friend. They were drinking in the basement of Megan’s parents house, where a small but comfortable flat was where she called home. Ideally, she would like to move out, to find her own place, but that wasn’t possible as a poor first year college student. “Come on Pol, I’m not that bad! I promise I’ll behave myself tonight, but we really should get a buzz going first. Won’t be anything to drink while we’re there!” Polly shook her head, trying to look disappointed, but failing to hide her grin. “You don’t HAVE to be buzzed every time we go out, ya know?” “Yeah. But that’s no fun, Miss Polly Perfect!” The friendly, tipsy banter continued for awhile, until the time came to eventually leave, and catch the bus. Being stereotypical broke students, going out to actual concerts was a rare event, but tonight, a Saturday, was a rare treat. Their local shire was hosting a free “Concert-In-The-Park,” complete with food stalls and various family entertainment, and a few friends (Of Megans naturally) were playing in a band. So after another couple of drinks, (Three for Megan, one for Polly,) they headed out to catch the bus. The park wasn’t far, and the ride would only take about twenty minutes. Being a warm summer evening, Megan was dressed in a short sleeved black slip on shirt, a mid thigh length denim skirt, and flats, while Polly was dressed more conservatively in jeans and a yellow blouse, with Converse. She admired Megans self confidence. She just didn’t feel entirely comfortable in a skirt that didn’t go past the knees, and her legs were a lot more shapely than her friends. Maybe shapely wasn’t the right word. Megan’s legs certainly had a shape to them, just a much bigger, rounder, fuller shape tan what Pollys did. As per her normal attitude though, Megan couldn’t give a hoot about whether she was a bit on the larger size or not, and simply dressed for comfort. Once they were clear of the house, Megan paused, pulling a small tin from her handbag, then extracting a small, hand rolled cigarette, which had a strange, sweet aroma when lit. Polly rolled her eyes. “Not again Meegs? I thought you weren’t gonna mix weed with alcohol again? Remember how you spewed up everywhere last time?” Megan shrugged, taking a deep drag, then passing it on to her friend. Despite her previous objections, Polly did take a quick hit before passing it back. She didn’t mind a small smoke occasionally, but wouldn’t drink too much beforehand. Besides, even if she did try to refuse, Megan would no doubt badger her until she caved in. It was easier this way. “Relax Pol. I’ve only got this small one. Got it off my brother this morning. It’s hardly enough to do anything.” “Except you’re doing it on six beers,” she muttered, but to no avail. “Shit,” Megan muttered, as they approached the bus stop, just in time to see the rear end of the bus departing. “How long before the next one comes along?” This was a perfect Polly question. She was always the one with important stuff like bus and class timetables at the forefront of her brain, and she answered instantly. “Chill Meegs. Only about twenty minutes.” “Aw shit,” Megan replied. “I really need to pee.” Polly rolled her eyes. “Seriously? We just left home! Why on earth didn’t you go before we left?” “Because I didn’t wanna miss the bus?” Megan replied sheepishly. Polly burst out laughing, causing Megan to snort, then bend over with her hands in her lap, and her legs crossed. “Bitch! Don’t make me laugh! I’ll pee myself!” For Megan, the twenty minute wait was almost interminably long, then she had the bus ride still in front of her to go. Although she didn’t make a huge deal of it, Polly was well aware of how Megan kept her legs pressed tightly together, occasionally crossing her ankles, and mumbling under her breath with discomfort. Finally the nearly empty bus arrived, and with wobbly legs, she boarded first, dragging Polly all the way to the empty back seat, well away from the other few passengers. She slid to the side, so there was a bench seat in front of her. Polly had a very minor buzz going, and had to try not to giggle. “Why are we sitting in the back Meegs? Are we now the cool kids or something?” “Fat chance,” came the reply. “I really need to pee. This is more private.” Polly paused. “What? You’re not going to do it on the bus! Are ya?” Megan put a hand up her skirt, pressing her fingers against her pee hole, which was inside her hot pink satin panties. “Not on purpose, doofus. But seriously, I don’t think I’m gonna make it....” They lapsed into silence, Polly suddenly understanding the gravity of the situation, while Megan was distracted by her quivering pee hole, and the way her high kept increasing. She was already stoned, but it seemed to be getting deeper and heavier the longer she sat there. Normally, this would be perfect, but now, it was a distraction that she didn’t need. Her lower stomach was starting to ache, and she could almost feel the urine building up in her urethra, making every bump or turn of the bus almost intolerable. The bus went over a bump, and was travelling maybe just a little bit fast, and both girls were bounced up off the seat for a second. Megan still had her hand pressed tightly against her panties, and suddenly, her fingers got warm. “Shit! I just leaked,” she whispered almost violently to her friend. “Come on. We have to get off. NOW!” “But Meegs, we’re almost there. Can’t you hold on? It’s only like two more stops?” Megan stood up, and pressed the stop button. “Polly, I just peed myself a bit, and I’m about to lose it altogether. Come on! You have to stay with me here!” The bus stopped, and they got off. Once safely on the sidewalk, the bigger girl turned around. “Is my butt wet?” She asked. Polly looked, but her friends ample backside still looked dry, and the faded denim would certainly show up any wetness that was there, so she was quick to put her friends mind at ease, but one burning question still remained. “Now what, Einstein? There’s no toilets here! Toldya we should’ve stayed on the bus.” Megan grabbed her by the arm, pulling her towards a small, local park, that intersected some houses. It wasn’t really a park in the true sense of the word, more of a grassed strip between the houses with various paths leading into it for a pedestrian shortcut. “There,” she almost shouted, dragging Polly along with her. Polly didn’t quite understand exactly what Megans plan was. The grass area was almost totally devoid of trees or bushes that could act as a screen, and there definitely wasn’t any facilities available, but she let herself get pulled along beside an increasingly desperate Megan. Suddenly, their direction changed, as Megan led her onto a side path the dissected two groups of houses, which both had high fences concealing their individual back yards. Yes, nobody from the houses could see them, but the path itself was wide open and completely visible from both ends. There still wasn’t anywhere private that a person could seek relief. “Here. This’ll have to do,” Megan stage whispered, as she hopped from foot to foot, and started digging around frantically inside her handbag. Polly was smirking, but looking a bit worried at the same time. “Do? What do you mean, ‘Do?’ Come on Meegs! You can’t go here! Look! It’s wide open!” Megan was kicking off her shoes on the middle of the concrete path, which was more difficult than usual, as she was keeping her knees firmly pressed together as she searched her bag. She smiled as she pulled her cell phone out, unlocked it, switched it on, then passed it to her friend. “Here! I need a favour. Don’t ask any questions, just do as I say, ok?” Polly took the phone, with a look of confusion. “Oookayyyy.....what do you want?” Megan was flushed, with either embarrassment or desperation, but she was wearing what could only be described as a wicked grin on her face. “Film me,” she said, issuing a deep breath after forcing the words out. “Wait. What?” “Film me. Just not my face, if you can help it. I can always edit it later, but it’s a lot easier if you can just keep my face out of it. Also, not just me, I want you to like film where we are. You know, like pan around a bit? But make sure you have the camera firmly on my panties when it happens. Don’t worry about the sound, I’ll cut all the sound out later.” Polly was confused. “What do you mean, when it happens? When what happens? What am I filming?” “I said no questions, just start filming!” Megan hissed, wincing at the tingly feeling at her pee hole. It was about to come out. She couldn’t stop it. Polly was gobsmacked. She literally couldn’t think of a single thing to say, so she wordlessly took the offered phone. This didn’t make any sense to her at all, but Megans desperation was obvious, and if that’s what she wanted..... “Come on Pol, start filming. Pan around. Quick!” In a daze, Polly started filming. She looked back at the way they had come, then turned around slowly, her back to Megan, as she took in the area in front of them. At the moment, both parts were still vacant of people. “Ohohohoh! Quick! Here it comes,” she heard from behind. “Make sure you get this! Remember. No face,” Polly turned around, trying to keep everything in focus at the same time. What she saw, was enough to almost make her drop the phone in shock. Megan was standing there, legs slightly spread, barefoot with her shoes kicked well clear, and her denim skirt hitched up past her waist, showing her pink satin panties to anyone that should be looking. Polly had no sooner gotten over her shock, when Megan hitched those panties up firmly against her sex, and a dark shadow of wetness started spreading across the front of them. “Make sure you get this,” she whispered, as the pee started racing down both her legs, coating her feet, forming an ever growing puddle between and around them, her red painted toes curling as she breathed a deep sigh of relief. “My feet. Make sure you get my feet,” Megan hissed, so Polly dutifully let the camera pan down her legs, recording the solid waterfall that was cascading down, to where her feet were splashing in the ever growing puddle. Time seemed to freeze altogether, but Megans relief only lasted for around fifteen seconds, although the puddle on the cement was huge by the time she had finished. Polly kept nervously looking around, fully expecting someone to appear on the path at any moment, but it looked like luck was on their side. “Quick. Last one. Zoom in on my pussy,” came the instructions, and again, she did as she was told, refocusing on Megans glistening crotch, as the girl pulled her sodden panties up tight enough to give her a camel toe, as the last of her pee bubbled through them, causing her to shiver and sigh. Polly didn’t know what to expect next, so she kept recording, as Megan grabbed some tissues from her bag, and quickly wiped her legs and blotted the front and crotch of her panties, then stepped onto the grass and wiped her feet, and slipped her shoes on. They paused just long enough for a close up of the massive pee puddle, then hurriedly walked away. Just as they were exiting the park, a guy came jogging past them, and they burst out laughing and ducked around the corner, hoping to get away before he saw the lake that had formed on the concrete. Polly waited until they were safely down the street before she spoke. “Meegs? What. The. Fuck. Was. That?” Megan was flushed, and looked embarrassed, but she was grinning. “That, my dear Polly, is sixty dollars. Fifty of which is pure profit.” Whatever answer Polly was expecting, this wasn’t it. She just looked blankly at her friend. “Look. Poll. Jeez. This is hard. But I kinda started a thing. Like a Tumblr thing. Plus an OnlyFans thing. Something I saw online to make money.” “Make money how? I’m not following you. Christ Meegs. You just peed your pants!” “For profit Pol, for profit. I found out that there’s people who will pay good money for videos of me peeing my pants, even more if they get the pants to keep! Some guy is paying me sixty bucks to wear these panties for two days, and to pee in them. They only cost me ten bucks to buy! I wore them yesterday, and today, and I was gonna film myself wetting them in the bathtub later, but I couldn’t hold on! I wasn’t going to waste the opportunity to film it just because I had an accident!” “But now what? Your knickers are soaked!” Megan shrugged. “So what? They’ll dry out soon, and it’s easy money,” she lowered her voice, “Feels kinda good, too.” To say Polly was shocked at this additional comment would be a massive understatement. “What the hell do you mean by that?” Megan shrugged. “Exactly what it sounds like. I actually don’t mind the feeling. Makes me feel kind of sexy, and naughty.” She glanced sideways at her companion. “Tell the truth, Pol. You must’ve wet your pants before?” Polly blushed. “Yeah. Of course I have. Not a lot since I was little, but I’ve had accidents before.” “Did you hate it?” “Well I didn’t like it,” she spluttered. “It’s not a big deal if nobody knows about it, I guess. Thankfully, no one has ever seen me.” “Sooooo, you didn’t hate it?” Polly almost answered straight away, but forced herself to pause, and consider it. “Honestly? I guess it didn’t realllllyyyyy bother me, but mainly because nobody knew about it, until now I guess.” Megan threw the handful of tissues into a bin they were walking past, and wiped her hands on the back of her skirt. When she spoke, her voice had an edge of excitement about it. “You know Polly, I’ve got a great idea! You and me should totally go into business together! With both of us doing this, it makes filming a lot easier, and we could double the output!” Pollys jaw dropped. “Whaaaaat? Are you fucking insane? Why on earth would I do that?” “Two-three hundred bucks a week. Each. Tax free. What about that?” Polly had to admit, it sounded interesting. “Let’s talk about it,” she said.
  2. I am sharing this again as I work on the next book. I plan on getting this made into an ebook so welcome any constructive comments and hope you enjoy reading this again to refresh yourself of the story. I’ll add a chapter a night as I write the next chapters up. Thank goodness for the internet” Will said to himself as he sat alone in his office as always. It seemed more and more of his life, thank goodness, was able to be completed online. He liked it that way. He was much more than an introvert; he was known as the ‘weird’ guy, the ‘odd one out’ but he was unable to be anyone else. There was shy and then there was Will. Even at 28, almost 29, he had yet to meet a girl let alone date one. He liked them, oh he liked them very much, but he just couldn’t get the words out to tell them and while he had friends on social media he even struggled to message them in case he was seen as stalking them. Instead he thought about them in his head, letting his imagination run riot with all he would love to do. But today even the internet could not save him. Months previously, or maybe it was closer to a year, he had emailed his doctor about a minor issue that he could no longer self treat. He hated having to go see a doctor, or anyone really, but his cough just wasn’t shifting. By the time he had mustered the courage to get out his car, register his attendance on the surgery computer and wait to be called he was sweating and breathing way too fast. His cough could easily be treated but his doctor was much more concerned about his anxiety and social difficulties than his upper respiratory infection. She gave him some calming techniques and general advice but had said she would be referring him to a therapist in the hope he could get treatment. Today was the day he had to leave the confines of his office where he spent 8 and a half hours a day alone, otherwise choosing to work from home. Will ate his lunch in the office, having ordered his groceries online, and never once left the room, even to use the bathroom. He had his own coffee machine and would just hold his bladder until he returned to his apartment where he could pee without anyone knowing. Will had to admit to himself: he was afraid of people. Yet here he was bracing himself to have to see a therapist after work. The thought terrified him yet he knew he had to do something. He was lonely. He would never find a woman or get promoted or be able to go out with friends until he had help. He had to do this. He finished his coffee, packing his mug away in his Tupperware box to take home and wash. He went through his daily rituals for leaving work, cleaning his computer with wipes, lining his pens in order in his drawer then putting his coat on, always with the left arm in first. He crossed his legs unconsciously as his bladder reminded him he hadn’t emptied it since 7:15am. He had to admit his anxiety needed addressed as despite working in this company for three years he still had no idea where the gents even was. He just could never ask, though finding them now would really help because for the first time in three years he wasn’t able to rush home to the bathroom as he had a 90 minute appointment with a stranger first. Nerves were not helping him either. Nerves always affected his bladder. In the privacy of his office Will gave his penis a little squeeze, and fidgeted a bit. He was used to holding his urine and despite many close calls he always managed to make it home with no more than a small leak in his underwear. Today would be testing his ability to the extreme. Instead of getting home at 6 he would not get home until nearer 8, two and a half hours from now. If only he could have detoured home first but Will knew he would never manage back out again and he would be too late even if he could. He checked the corridor to make sure everyone else was out of sight, picked up his backpack and headed to his car. Even if he did see the gents (though he never had before) he would be too scared to go incase someone else heard him or saw him. Within a minute he had signed out and used his card to open the doors and he was safely in his car. He let out the breathe he had been holding since leaving his office as he lived in fear of someone even saying ‘bye’ as he had no idea what he should say back. Before turning on his engine and programming his sat-Nov he placed his hands over his penis again as his bladder once again sent a message for release. ‘If only the internet had a way to let me pee’ he whispered to himself. It helped him do everything else in life from having hot food delivered, groceries delivered, enabled him to stay in the ‘loop’ with family and friends via social media and entertained him via Netflix. If only the internet had a way to help him pee in private when he needed it too. Right now he could really do with that.
  3. It is almost the end of December and still no snow. Even the local ski areas are having to make snow in order to be able for anyone to ski. It has been cold so I did have a chance to go for a long walk this weekend wearing a pair of snowpants. It felt great to start with a full bladder knowing it would be empty by the end of my walk. I held as long as I could but as I started to wet my snowpants, the warm piss running down my legs felt so great in the cold air. Best part was anyone driving or walking by me could not see I had wet myself. What are all the other snowpants/snowsuit/snowbib wetters doing to enjoy wetting outside weather? Would love to hear your adventures. I'll share more once I am able to have more fun.
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    This is my mod to the classic game Melissa Explains it All. It began as a couple of tweaks to @ForgetAboutMe's 4.2 but since then grew into its own thing. Key features: The game returns to its roots as one strictly focused on female desperation/wetting with your date as a star of the show. All features and content not in line with this vision was removed (ex. Player Bladder feature, male desperation events, the ability to ditch your girl in favor of random NPCs); The game recognizes its nature as a desperation sandbox, rather than forcing you into a goal of getting your date in bed with a full bladder; New diuretic system - each drink now has a certain diuretic value which influences how fast her bladder fills up, with the value adding up for multiple different drinks and decaying over time; New Buddy Favor system - added replayability in the form of one of the additional 12 possible scenarios before the date, each having a meaningful impact over the gameplay and narrative; Break the Seal feature - the option to simulate her muscle exhaustion by lowering her bladder capacity by 10% every time she pees or wets herself; New content and events, such as the holding challenge (replaces the drinking game), the ability to pull over at the gas station for her to the use the toilet, the ability to see her peeing outside one of the major venues and others; The girls are different from one another not only in terms of bladder capacity, but also shyness, attraction and how much they can drink; And more!
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    A Date with Gwen is a little RPG Maker omoge dating sim inspired by the games like A Date with Jenny, Melissa Explains it All, as well as the Shikkin series. It was developed in 2019-2020 by my friend Matthew Ashworth (Astronomic Games) and myself as assistant creator (I mostly advised on fetish-related stuff, provided ideas and handled the playtesting and general QA). The CGs were commissioned from Papergami. The game itself is a creative omo-reimagining of Matthew's Snares of Ruin 2, which itself is a continuation of Snares of Ruin, a detective game/dating sim with rich story and characters. Developing the sequel, he decided to include an option for the park date which would feature a different theme for each of the girls. This gave birth to an idea "what if one of them had to pee?". This idea quickly outgrew the scope of SoR 2 itself and ended up as a separate project. A Date with Gwen features: A 100% finished and polished game (a good omoge is a complete omoge (c) Lisk, probably); 8 possible endings, for those who love replayability; Orgasmic visuals, sounds and music to enhance the experience; English and Russian versions - out of the box; A manual by Matthew on how to get a certain ending; Clips of all the endings - for those who don't play omoges but are there just for content. If you liked the game, make sure to check out Matthew's other games on Steam. He's an indie dev who makes games as a hobby and self-funds them from his primary job. He also has a Patreon, in case you'd like to say thank you and support his future endeavours. Feel free to report bugs or typos, if there's still any at this point - I'll be able to pass them on. As for suggestions or new scenes (more like variations of existing ones really) - Matthew's theoretically not against that, but they shouldn't be ambitious if he's to consider it.
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  7. Yet another one old video of Ukrainian model Tania. https://rt.pornhub.com/view_video.php?viewkey=ph5e56c4172ea19
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  11. Tracer arrived home from a particularly intense mission, her body tingling with a mix of adrenaline and exhaustion. Emily, her girlfriend, was away visiting family, leaving Tracer alone in their apartment. She sighed, grateful for a moment of solitude before her thoughts turned to the urgent matter at hand. As she made her way to the bathroom, a sudden realization stopped her in her tracks. "I'm still in my damn jumpsuit!" Tracer exclaimed, her voice filled with both frustration and panic. Her jumpsuit, with its sleek design and lack of a zipper, posed a formidable obstacle to her basic bodily needs. And worse yet, she wore her chrono accelerator—a device that kept her anchored in the present to combat her chronal disassociation—around her breasts, making any attempt to undress futile. Tracer's heart raced as anxiety coursed through her veins. What was she going to do? The thought of holding in her desperate need to pee until Emily returned, which could potentially take days, seemed like an impossible feat. The pressure on her bladder increased with each passing minute, causing discomfort that was impossible to ignore. As the hours ticked by, Tracer's desperation grew. Her bulging bladder could be seen through the fabric of her skin-tight jumpsuit, the telltale sign of her predicament. She crossed her legs, squirmed, and rubbed her lower abdomen, trying desperately to alleviate some of the pressure. Sweat trickled down her forehead, mingling with the worry lines etched on her face. Her thirst became unbearable, a reminder of her body's need for hydration. With a momentary lapse of judgment, she ran to the kitchen and grabbed a cup, filling it to the brim with water. She gulped down the entirety of it, temporarily quenching her thirst but instantly regretting her impulsive decision. The consequences of an even fuller bladder dawned on her, tightening her chest with fear. Two hours passed, and Tracer's pain reached an excruciating level. Her bladder had expanded to the size of a soccer ball, an undeniable presence pressing against her lower abdomen. She doubled over, crossing her legs even harder, clenching her teeth, and forming fists with her trembling hands. She knew she had reached her limit. Her gaze darted to the kitchen sink, a desperate thought whispering in the back of her mind. But she fought against it, resisting the urge to succumb to such an undignified act. She clutched her bulging belly, gritting her teeth, determined to withstand the torment a little longer. Then, as if all her resistance shattered in a moment of utter surrender, Tracer couldn't hold on any longer. The pain overwhelmed her, eradicating any remaining semblance of control. She sprinted towards the kitchen, climbing on top of the sink. With a primal scream, she finally released her pent-up urine, relief mingling with an agonized cry. She leaned forward, her forehead resting against the cool surface of the sink, her body trembling with release and fatigue. Minutes turned into a blurred haze of pure sensation—a mixture of pleasure, agony, and sheer catharsis for Tracer. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, the last drop of urine trickled out of her, leaving her trembling and feeling weak. Exhaustion took over, and she stumbled toward the couch, collapsing onto it in a daze. Tracer drifted into a deep sleep, her body finally at ease. She had endured the unthinkable, the unrelenting pressure of her bladder no longer tormenting her. And though it was a harrowing experience, she knew one thing for certain—she never wanted to hold her pee like that again. Epilogue: Tracer awoke hours later to the familiar sound of the apartment door unlocking. Emily had returned. She rushed into the room, her eyes filled with concern. Tracer smiled weakly, relief washing over her as she recounted the events of the day. "Love, you won't believe what happened," Tracer began, her voice filled with a mix of amusement and exhaustion.
  12. Hello everyone! This is my first story in a series I'm doing based off the girls from Hololive Productions. Let me know what you think and if there are any girls/groups from Hololive that you'd like to see written about. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ “Okayu~~~” The brunette dog-girl threw herself on the cat-girl waiting at the front door, showering the feline with kisses before being given the chance to react. “Koro-san, you don’t have to do this every time I come over, you know,” Okayu said, returning Korone’s barrage of love with a simple kiss to the cheek. “I know, but I have to because it’s Okayu.” The dog took her best friend’s hand and led her into her house and furthermore into her room. The first thing Okayu noticed upon entering was a game she hadn’t seen before on Korone’s TV. “Bare Knuckle?” the cat questioned. The dog nodded in response and noted, “It’s a Master System game! I was planning on playing it on stream tomorrow, but I want to play it with Okayu first.” Okayu smiled and sat down on the cushion laid out on the ground for them to sit on. “I’ll be right back,” Korone said as she turned and left the room. She had told Okayu to skip lunch, so she reveled in bliss as she thought about what yummy food she could’ve brought for them. At that same moment, she felt a small pang in her stomach. She realized she forgot to use the restroom before coming over, and she was very intent on not using someone else’s toilet for that sort of thing. “Oh well,” she thought to herself, leaning back a little. She figured she’d just have to eat light today. After a while, Korone came back with some tea, and furthermore with Okayu’s biggest weakness: onigiri. Various kinds too. Needless to say, her eyes sparkled with glee, but returned to normal when she remembered the state of her stomach. She’d have to pass, as much as it pained her. “Where did you get them, Koro-San?” She had decided to open up conversation to get her mind off her stomach. “I made them! I’ve been working really hard to make these for you so I made lots. I hope you like them!” Korone’s smile was blinding as she sat down next to her friend. All the while, Okayu’s heart sank from the gravity of the situation she’d just been put in. She knew Korone always gets hurt if Okayu refuses anything she offers, even if it’s so much as water. But this was different. Her best friend just poured her heart out to make something specifically for her. If she didn’t indulge in it, there would be no doubt Korone would be heartbroken as a result. That being said, her body wasn’t exactly acting in her favor, and the way it sounded, there would be way too much for her even if she was completely empty. “Hmm? Is something wrong Okayu?” the dog asked, breaking the purple-haired girl’s introspection. Okayu sighed. “Nah, it’s nothing. I was just in awe of the onigiri. They look great!” While technically not lying in her statement, she wondered what the next few hours would have in store for her. She would just have to resign herself to deal with it. After all, Korone’s happiness was worth the struggle to her. After a couple hours, Korone got tired of Bare Knuckle because Okayu kept killing her. In turn they decided to watch some comedy show Korone liked. Okayu didn’t quite get it, but if it made Korone happy, it was fine by her. If anything, it gave her the ability to keep her stomach under control by gently massaging it with her hands. She’d eaten around five of the rice balls, which usually is plenty for most people. But if anyone knew how quick she could tear through onigiri, it was Korone. The pained cat knew she’d have to keep going to keep the act up, but she knew her endurance was slowly deteriorating. What’s worse, the tea had started making an impact on her bladder too. She had no problem peeing in someone else’s house, but she knew that if she went to the toilet, more than just pee would come out of her, and she couldn’t let that happen, even if it was her best friend’s house. She’d need to get home sooner rather than later before things start getting uncomfortably close. She wasn’t sure what the results would be, but she had to try. Okayu waited until Korone was done with her laughing fit to speak up, but got her train of thought derailed when the dog-girl had spoken up first. “Okayu, you can be honest with me, you know,” Korone started, much to the other girl’s confusion. “Okayu hasn’t eaten much since she got here. You don’t like the onigiri, do you? You wanna go home, don’t you?” There it was. Before she even had the chance to ask about going home, Korone had gotten a preemptive strike in. Even then, the statement was far from the truth. Okayu loved the onigiri, even more-so knowing it was made with her friend’s love. As if the gods couldn’t have made it any worse, Korone started to tear up as she held her head down in shame. The cat-girl sat mortified, as her stomach churned slightly and her heart fell to the depths of the ocean. She was reaching a stalemate, but she couldn’t stand to see her best friend cry, even at the risk of her own embarrassment. She’d have to hold it. She was sure she could last at least a little longer. “Sorry, Koro-san,” the typically lazier of the two said, pulling the more energetic girl into a hug. “I’ve been kinda distracted today, so I wasn’t thinking about eating. The onigiri are great!” She kissed the sobbing dog and held her until she calmed down. “So, you aren’t going home then?” the girl retorted. “No, I’m not going anywhere.” With what, Okayu resigned herself to another two or more hours of her torment, while probably having to eat more of the rice balls. To her, however, it was worth preserving Korone’s smile. Another hour had passed, and the two girls had decided to start watching clips of their fellow v-tubers on YouTube. As they sat there, watching the possessed being of what was once Akai Haato cooking a spider, Okayu started to lose her composure. Since the minor meltdown with Korone, she’d eaten three more onigiri and drank around three more cups of tea. Her head and stomach were spinning and crying in pain as she committed all of her willpower and strength to keep her front and rear exits closed. Suddenly, a slight fart escaped from her rear, with the caveat being that it felt a lot more wet than one usually does. She realized now that not leaving was a severe mistake, as now even the slightest movement could make her lose control. Korone, on the other hand, was none the wiser, laughing herself to death at the chaos on the screen. Sitting in her torment, Okayu reached only one solution for herself: she would have to use Korone’s toilet. “H-hey… Ko-Koro-san, I nee-” Okayu had no time to state her case before Korone pushed her somewhat hard during one of her laughing fits. That was the final straw for the cat-girl, as without hesitation, her anus started to open against her will, and a sharp gasp escaped her mouth, much to Korone’s surprise. “Okayu!?” Korone turned as she bore witness to Okayu’s living nightmare. As if she couldn’t control her own body anymore, the girl got up on her knees with her legs spread, preparing for the worst. Turning and using Korone to brace herself, Okayu started to expel her waste into her purple panties. As Korone stared into her friend’s teary and fear-filled eyes, the cat-girl pushed more of the soft, warm and mushy mass into her underwear. In a matter a seconds, but what felt like minutes, Okayu had completely emptied her bowels into her panties, where it started expanding outwards to make room. Although Korone couldn’t see the bulge expanding in the back of Okayu’s now brown-stained pants, the smell was undeniable, especially for a dog. As they stared at each other, both equally mortified, Okayu’s bladder also started to give out. “I’m sorry… I-I’m sorry Korone,” Okayu weeped as she openly demonstrated her lack of control over her body. Korone held Okayu tight as she realized why Okayu hadn’t eaten much. “It’s okay,” the dog-girl rubbed Okayu’s back, “it’s my fault isn’t it?” After being completely empty in both her bladder and bowels, Okayu started to calm down under Korone’s comfort. In a way, she felt good to have it all out her after her last couple hours of torment. “Sorry Koro-san,” she sniffled, “I made a mess.” She wanted to keep apologizing, but was suddenly interrupted by grunting sounds coming from her canine companion. Before she could ask what Korone was doing, her nose noticed that the smell of feces was getting significantly more potent. “She can’t be…,” she thought to herself, until she looked down to see a puddle forming around her friend’s knees. “What are you doing!?” Okayu pulled back to face Korone again. “It’s my fault Okayu had an accident,” Korone said between her panting as she continued to voluntarily push out her own wastes into her white panties. “I won’t let Okayu be embarrassed alone.” Okayu sat perfectly frozen as she processed what Korone was doing, but eventually found herself leaning into her friend, saying, “You’re so weird, Koro-san.” She giggled a little before letting out a simple “Thank you.” After both girls finished their business in their underwear, they sat in place, holding each other in a warm embrace. After a few minutes, Korone jested, “You stink, Okayu.” “Look who’s talking,” Okayu clapped back. Both girls giggled to each other and agreed to clean up their collective mess. After a long-needed shower, cleaning of their clothes and the mess in the room, they found themselves dead tired. With nothing more than an exchange of head nods, they got in Korone’s bed, holding each other close, ready to sleep after what ended up being a long and bizarre day.
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  14. Hi everyone. This is my first official post on here. I have been dabbling around for a long time and I wanted to get into a fictional wetting and messing series. I know that some of you may not be the biggest messing fans but I will let you know when those parts will come up. This is all fictional. Small parts may be from real life scenarios I have had but all names will be made up. I hope you enjoy! Chapter 1: Introduction Rachel was a 19 year old girl enjoying her summer off between her freshman and sophomore years of college. Rachel went to school in the same state she grew up in and lived a little over an hour away. She was home for the summer, taking an online class two days a week, and working a part time job. She grew up in a well-off family, so she didn’t necessarily need to work her part time job, but she did anyways because she got to work with her best friend Jessica. Rachel was an average girl. 5’4”, 130 pounds, blonde hair, bright blue eyes, with an average build. 34C was her bra size and had the perfect booty, both in shape and size, and often referenced as peach emoji🍑, especially in a bikini or bathing suit. Rachel was a swimmer, so she was always at the pool. Her best friend Jessica was similar height 5’3” and weighed about 145 pounds. She was a little bigger than Rachel but not by much. She had light brown, almost red hair, hazel eyes, and had 36D size boobs. Jessica was a 3 sport athlete in high school, playing Soccer in the fall, Swimming during the winter, and softball in the spring. Though they both graduated in the same year, their birthdays were nearly an entire year apart. Rachel’s birthday was in early September, (September 7) so she was one of the first ones to celebrate her birthday. Jess on the other had, had a late August birthday. August 31 to be exact. Rachel and Jess became best friends by coincidence in middle school. Rachel had just moved to the small rural school a week before the start of 8th grade. Rachel was used to the hustle and bustle of Philadelphia. But here in rural Pennsylvania, was completely different. Rachel’s family moved into a decent size house in a moderately new neighborhood between Harrisburg and Philly. Rachel’s house was right on the edge of the new plan. Jessica’s house was in the older plan that sat along a main road that lead into town. To some it up, their backyards met together. Rachel and Jess both work at the local mall, which was about 15 minutes away. They worked in a popular shoe store and often saw their classmates stop in for the latest pair of shoes. At their job, they get to wear any sports jersey they want whether it is basketball, football, baseball, hockey, soccer, collegiate team, etc… and black leggings and shoes. 90% of the time, the girls would just find a pair of shoes they liked and wear them around the store while they were on the clock. On this particular late May day, Jessica was wearing a Phillies jersey, black and red J’s, solid black PINK brand leggings and a pink no show PINK brand thong underneath. If Jessica was wearing leggings, there was a 99% chance she was wearing a thong. Rachel on the other hand, wasn’t the biggest fan of thongs. She liked more traditional undies: cheekies and bikinis. Today, Rachel was wearing her best friends college soccer jersey, a pair of her own shoes, black Chuck Taylors, and a pair of black camo leggings from Gym Shark and light blue no-show cheeky panties from Aerie with a little bit of lace around the hip. Unfortunately for the girls, the restroom they had in the back of their store wasn’t working properly and the mall management locked the door and put a sign out it stating “OUT OF ORDER” in red and white lettering. Both Jessica and Rachel had decently strong bladders, but working for 8 1/2 hours, and being tempted by the Starbucks location next door, the girls usually had to pee at least twice during their shift. The only issue now is that the only other bathroom they had access to was the main mall bathroom, and that was located on the complete other side of the first floor of the mall. Both Rach and Jess started at 9 AM and would be off at 5:30 PM, each getting a half an hour lunch between 12:30 and 2, whenever they wanted to go. Rach thought “if I play my cards right, I’ll be able to pee before we open the store at 9:30, again during my lunch break, and before I leave to drive home.” Rachel and Jess both rode to work together today in Jessica’s car. She drives an older, silver Honda suv. Most of Jessica’s dashboard lights were on, but she ignored them because her car ran fine, especially for having nearly 250,000 miles on it. As the girls arrived at the mall entrance, Jess said “hey girl, we should go potty before we go to work. You know the bathroom is still down” “yeah that sounds like a good idea. I forgot to pee this morning before I left anyways” replied Rachel. So the girls both used the restroom as soon as they walked in and then headed to the store. It was a relatively slow day at the store, so the girls took turns running next door for Starbucks. Within an hour, Jessica could feel her bladder reaching capacity. Jess said “man I really wish they would fix our bathroom because this Starbucks is going right through me!” Jess laughed and Rachel responded “ewwww Jess I don’t need to know about your need to poop!” “I don’t have to poop silly! I have to pee though! I’m gonna try to hold it until 12:30 and go during my lunch break.” She looked down at her exercise watch and it read 11:57. 32 more minutes plus the 5 minute walk across the mall and she was able to finally pee. As time ticked past slowly and only 1 pair of shoes being sold, the time had finally came for Jess to go to lunch and take a Pee. Jess clocked out and made her way through the mall. She had to pee really bad and didn’t notice but her panties were a little wet. Not from being turned on, but from little unintentional leaks she had while at worked. As she walk into the bathroom stall and pulled down her pants and panties, she saw how wet her panties were. So wet infact they were noticeably darker. Jess was prone to a little leak here or there, but she hadn’t noticed it to be this bad before. Jess emptied her bladder on the toilet as she inspected her wet thong. She was no stranger to peeing herself, however, she was usually in her swimsuit. Jess had liked the feeling of being able to pee wherever she wanted in her swim wear whether it be on the pool deck at swim meets, in the pool during practice or at the end of her event, sun bathing in the backyard, or even sitting on the toilet before or after practice. There were times where her best friend Rachel even caught her peeing in her swimsuit and would make comments like “why not just Pee in the pool” or “just pull it to the side like a normal person would while they are on the toilet”. But Jess had never dared to purposefully pee in her underwear before, but seeing her leakage, she considered the possibility of trying it… alright that’s the end of Chapter 1. I really hope you enjoyed and stay tuned for following parts. Feel free to comment what you would like to see or any suggestions you may have!
  15. Found on this website: https://www.fetishpornpic.com/oyaji.shtml though I haven't been able to see the rest of the art on the website (maybe it's my browser or something) on the google search it is present there but the art isn't showing up on the website for me. Hope you enjoy or find it useful.
  16. From the album: Spectre’s GMod Album

    A request from Discord. They asked for Chun-Li and Mai Shiranuii wetting themselves outside of the bathroom, framed like a fighting game. I originally wanted to add in healthbars and a timer, but I couldn't figure it out. Maybe next time. Credit to Omo-Bomber for editing

    © Street Fighter and King of Fighters

  17. So the other day I discovered character.ai and decided to try it out. Naturally, one of the results was a desperation story, and it even seems to be a pretty nice one. Perhaps this AI-generated fiction thing has some potential. The only AI character here is Kendra (it's possible to put multiple AI characters in a chat together, but it's inconvenient and they seem to get distracted from the plot thread even more than usual), so the lines under 'X' are what I wrote. Kendra Hi everyone. Sorry I can't chat, I had like four green teas before that exam, and I guess they went right through me. I really have to go to the bathroom! X Melody: Oh, you'd better hurry. You know how they lock the ones by the gym after lunch. Tara: Yeah, last week I had to go all the way across school. I was absolutely bursting! Kendra Character.AI Ugh I know. And I'm all the way at the back. You know I have a tendency to drink too many liquids. You should've seen me yesterday; I think I drank, like, ten cups of tea! It's not my fault they're just so good X Melody: Oh, totally! I like the green tea with honey, but the raspberry is always good too, so sometimes I have to just have one of each. narrator: despite her protestations, Kendra finds herself stopping to chat after all. Kendra Character.AI Oh yeah... green tea's my favorite, but this place has a white tea that I can't resist... and when I went to another cafe last weekend, I tried a black tea that had a hint of vanilla. I'm a tea freak. I'd probably drink 50 cups a day if I could! X Tara: I'll bet you would! And then you'd have to go to the bathroom like ten times a day! narrator: The three of them all laugh at that, and Kendra winces. She really wasn't kidding about how bad she has to go. Kendra Character.AI Yeah, it does get a bit annoying. It's like, my bladder is tiny! How am I supposed to stay away from the toilets for more than 10 minutes? It's just impossible! X Melody: Oh, come on! What about that time at the sleepover? You were squirming in your seat the whole movie, and afterward I could hear you in the bathroom for like three minutes! That must have been at least half a gallon or something. Kendra Character.AI Oh no... that was the most embarrassing moment of my life. I'd drank 12 cups of tea that day, and my mum just kept making more and giving it to me! I didn't want to hurt her feelings by refusing her offer, and by the time the movie started, I was seriously in pain! It was so bad... X narrator: Everyone laughs again, and just then the bell rings. It's time for class to start, and Kendra's eyes go wide as she realizes she's missed her chance to get to the bathroom. Kendra Character.AI Oh no... I'm gonna have to hold it until lunch now! And then, when I finally get to pee, it's gonna be an emergency situation. Do you guys know if the toilets on Level B are actually open? X Tara: Um, the ones by the music room? I think so, but there's always someone goofing off in every stall so nobody can actually use them. Kendra Character.AI Yeah... those ones. Ugh... every time I go it's always some kids skipping class or some kids trying to make out without the whole school knowing they're dating! I'll just have to hope that it'll be clear today. X narrator: they're at Melody's Chemistry class now, so she waves goodbye and Tara heads the other way, toward the history class. Kendra has biology next, just down the hall. Kendra Character.AI You know, this school really needs to install more bathrooms. At least twice a week I've walked all the way there, only to find there are zero stalls free. Like, that's insane, right? I really don't want to have to go behind a tree, like an animal. X narrator: As she approaches the classroom, Kendra hesitates, trying to decide whether she can afford to risk being late. But just then, the biology teacher Ms. Tilly comes out and sees her. Ms. Tilly: Ah, Kendra, you're just in time. Here, help me get these slides ready. Kendra Character.AI Oh uh, alright, Ms. Tilly! Kendra walks into the classroom and helps the teacher prep the slides. Ms. Tilly is an amazing biology teacher, and all the students agree that she's the best. She's super strict and doesn't suffer fools gladly, which is why Kendra doesn't want to be late, but she's also super passionate about biology and you can tell she loves her job X narrator: When she reaches up to the projector, Kendra suddenly gasps and winces as her full bladder gets her attention once again. Really hoping nobody noticed, she sits down and crosses her legs, Kendra Character.AI Ms. Tilly notices Kendra looks a bit uncomfortable. Ms. Tilly: Kendra, is everything alright? Kendra: Yes, Ms. Tilly. Everything's fine! Kendra doesn't want to admit to the situation, so tries to hide the pain in her voice. There's maybe 30 seconds where the rest of the class comes in, and then Ms. Tilly begins the class with the slides X narrator: although she tries not to let it show, the discomfort just keeps getting worse and worse. Kendra's bladder is simply too full to be ignored, and it's becoming just about impossible to hide. Kendra Character.AI Kendra tries hard to ignore the pain, and to focus on the slides and the lecture, as Ms. Tilly is giving a fascinating lecture about the importance of the liver and kidneys. Ms. Tilly is one of the few teachers who doesn't rely on slides, and instead draws everything on the blackboard, which is rare these days. It's definitely a bit more work for her, but it makes her lessons more fun. Ms. Tilly is a biology nut, and there isn't a single day where she doesn't bring some kind of biology trivia or fun fact to class X narrator: listening to the detailed description of the function of the kidneys, Kendra can't help but imagine her own kidneys, taking the tea that she drank and sending it all straight into her already overfilled bladder. X narrator: listening to the detailed description of the function of the kidneys, Kendra can't help but imagine her own kidneys, taking the tea that she drank and sending it all straight into her already overfilled bladder. Kendra Character.AI At this point, Kendra realizes she's only got two options, and both are terrible: she can either ask to be excused, and be mocked by her classmates for having to go to the bathroom when she already should've gone during lunch, or she can ignore it, and risk peeing herself in class. She knows the first option's safer, but it's also much more humiliating X narrator: While she tries to decide, Kendra finds herself thinking back to the time that she drank an entire pitcher of lemon iced tea right before they left for the beach. She was absolutely bursting by the time they got there, and as soon as she got out of the car she felt a little squirt slip out into her bikini bottoms. Kendra Character.AI Kendra shushes that memory. It was the most embarrassing moment of her life, and she wants to keep that story suppressed. She glances at Ms. Tilly, who is still talking about how the kidneys remove waste from the body and make sure it doesn't get reabsorbed. There's only 20 minutes left of class, and she thinks she can make it X narrator: The next 10 minutes tick by, cruelly slow, and Kendra's discomfort isn't letting up at all. She rocks back and forth in her seat, hardly even aware of the snickering coming from everyone all around her. Kendra Character.AI She's still managing to hold on, until she finally can't anymore. Despite trying her best to remain calm, some tears run down her cheeks, and she decides it's better to just ask Ms. Tilly if she can go now, instead of making herself even more uncomfortable. Ms. Tilly? Can I please go to the bathroom? X narrator: The teacher starts to respond, but just then an alarm sounds and the speaker comes on to announce a fire drill. Everyone files out the door, and as Kendra rises she gasps and her face goes bright red as she feels a little squirt slip out into her panties. Kendra Character.AI Kendra's eyes go wide and she immediately starts to think of what to do. Luckily, she does have extra panties in her locker. The idea of having to go through the rest of the day in uncomfortable wet underwear seems miserable. She hurries to get in line and tries not to look too upset X narrator: As she hobbles into the hall, Kendra carefully feels the front and back of her denim miniskirt to confirm that it's still perfectly dry. Even so, she's just sure she has to go even worse than the time at the sleepover or the time at the beach, and she can barely stand up straight. Kendra Character.AI Kendra walks with everyone else to the assembly square at the middle of the school. There are some trees there, but there's not much privacy around. She's not sure she'll make it through this, which is why she's thinking about asking her friends to help protect her. There's two bathrooms in the main building, but you have to walk around a whole bunch of other classrooms before you get to them, and the idea of walking that far when she feels this way makes her want to cry X narrator: More classes arrive, and before long she's trapped in the middle of the crowd. Tara and Melody see her and come trotting up, still chatting with each other. Melody: -But at least we get out of class early, right? Hey, Kendra, do you-... Oh! Oh no! You didn't get to the bathroom after all? Tara: Wait, so, you're still holding it? Kendra Character.AI Yes! I couldn't make it! Kendra looks at Tara and Melody and almost starts crying again. She's holding it, barely, but it's not going to last much longer Kendra: I, um, I might pee my pants if I can't find a bathroom soon! Tara's eyes go wide Tara: Oh, Kendra, no! We'll help you! X Melody: Yeah! We can... um... narrator: the two of them look around, but everywhere they turn there's a solid wall of students. Kendra Character.AI Kendra is trying her best not to sob, but some tears stream down her face at the thought of having to wet herself in front of the whole school. The other two girls are trying their best to comfort her, and their empathy does a lot to help X narrator: She manages a slight smile, but then suddenly gasps and freezes as another tiny little squirt slip out and she feels her little thong getting a little more damp. Kendra Character.AI It's happening! Melody and Tara see Kendra freeze up. They instinctively know what's happening, and grab her by the arms. They're trying to move her forwards, towards the back fence behind the main building, which has a bunch of bathrooms attached to it X narrator: She can hardly move, but together the tree of them manage to slowly push their way through the crowd. The situation is absolutely critical. Kendra's poor bladder is simply so incredibly full that it feels like she's about to completely flood her panties any second. But still she struggles, trying as hard as she possibly can to keep holding it just a little longer. Kendra Character.AI They reach the fence line, and all at once they start sprinting towards the building. Kendra's still trying to hold it, but she's in so much pain, and the situation is quickly getting worse. Even with Melody and Tara's help, she starts to lose her balance. They're doing their best to try and steady her. There's so many people around, and any second now, the whole school will see her wet herself, and the thought terrifies her X narrator: suddenly she stops and lets out a squeak as she feels a tiny trickle start to flow out into her panties. She tries to stop it, but try as she might the trickle won't stop. Instead it grows into a little stream, and her squeak turns into a squeal. All around her people turn to look, and Tara leaps backward with her hands over her mouth in horror. Tara: Oh no! Kendra! You're... you're really wetting your panties! Kendra Character.AI The stream starts to pick up speed, and is getting out of control. There's nothing she can do now to stop it. It's so humiliating. Her face is bright red, and she starts to cry Ms. Tilly! Please, can I go to the bathroom now?! The teacher rushes towards Kendra and her friends, all eyes from the whole school are on her. She quickly leads her to the attached bathrooms and helps her inside X narrator: The stream pours out, soaking through her panties and flowing down from her skirt to splash on the ground between her feet. It goes on and on, getting stronger and stronger as Kendra's poor aching bladder completely lets go, releasing its entire enormous capacity in an absolutely tremendous torrent. Kendra Character.AI The liquid keeps pouring out, all down her legs and onto the floor. She's humiliated; she had never peed herself in front of so many people before, and the worst part is she can't stop. There's so much liquid in there, she's amazed that it's all contained in her tiny bladder! It just keeps going and going, and it finally comes to a halt, but there's a huge puddle of liquid at her feet, so it's not exactly safe to walk around X narrator: As the waterfall at last tapers off and the mighty splashing goes quiet, the people all around can only gaze in stunned silence at the sight of Kendra, the back of her skirt totally soaked, standing in the middle of the enormous puddle made by her enormous accident. Kendra Character.AI Kendra looks down at herself, and tears stream down her face. Her skirt is soaked, and there's a huge puddle at her feet. She knows all of her classmates from Science, Biology, and Math have seen her, and she's so incredibly embarrassed. Luckily, Ms. Tilly is the best, and she's already run to get a mop. She quickly shuts the door, so that Kendra can change her skirt X narrator: Tara offers her a spare skirt, and Kendra takes it gratefully. Inside, she peels off her soaking wet panties and her badly dampened denim skirt and changes into the other one. It's one of Tara's cheerleading skirts, and it's at least a few sizes too small, so when Kendra opens the door she stammeringly asks if anyone has any spare panties or anything. Nobody does Kendra Character.AI Kendra steps back out the bathroom, wiping her eyes. She's still feeling super embarrassed, but the new skirt is keeping her mostly dry, and her classmates all immediately look away, as if to give her some privacy despite the whole show she just put on. The teacher leads her back to class, where Kendra looks at her classmates and apologizes deeply for peeing herself Kendra Character.AI Everyone in the class tries to reassure Kendra that she's okay, and some kind students offer to help her clean up after the class is over. Ms. Tilly is sympathetic too; she's had to hold it a time or two herself, and she can't blame her student for not being able to go during lunch like she should've Kendra Character.AI Kendra is grateful for everyone's kindness, and she goes to go get her things from her locker. She takes her new skirt- which is actually pretty cute- back to her locker and swaps it for her original skirt. Her friends join her, and she can't help but ask them a few questions Kendra: Do you think anyone will care about the accident by after lunch? Tara: Oh, I'm sure you're fine, Kendra. Everyone already forgot about it, they were too occupied with the fact that you're wearing a cheerleading skirt! Kendra Character.AI Kendra laughs, and it feels good to laugh like that. She takes a look down at the cheerleading skirt; it's surprisingly short. It's pretty much the shortest skirt she's ever worn Kendra: Oh, my thighs are gonna be sticking together like no one's business! Kendra Character.AI narrator: At the end of the day, as soon as the bell rings, Kendra rushes back to her locker. Kendra: Hey, you guys, I forgot my cell phone in my locker! Can you help me open it? I couldn't find my locker key again. Melody & Tara: Oh, it's okay hun, we'll help you! They help her open her locker and look inside for her phone. Her locker is a bit of a mess, and it takes them a while to find it, but eventually they do. They hand it to her and smile Kendra Character.AI narrator: The rest of the day goes by very smoothly, and Kendra is excited to get home. As soon as she does, she changes into a pair of old, comfortable, baggy cotton PJ pants and a worn out t-shirt. She puts her cheerleading uniform in the washing machine, and it takes a few hours for the washer to run and her clothes to dry. She puts her new cheerleading uniform in her dresser, knowing that she won't be wearing it until Monday, and that will be when she's practicing with the team outside on the field before the big game. Kendra Character.AI narrator: Unfortunately, that day was not kind to Kendra. As soon as she steps out of the locker room door she walks right into a puddle of water. It had leaked from beneath the sink, and she felt it soak right through her stockingless legs, and into her new shoes. Kendra: Uh... guys? I'm having a crisis over here, please tell me I'm imagining this. Tara: Aw, are you kidding? That's like the third time today? narrator: It's been the longest day of Kendra's life, and it shows no sign of stopping. Kendra Character.AI narrator: The girls rush to help her, and after almost a solid minute of searching, they finally find her phone hidden in one of the shoes. She immediately calls her mum to ask if she can come pick her up; her mum loves her, and won't say no, though she also won't be happy about the cheerleading skirt. When it comes to clothing, Kendra can be a bit of a mess, but her mum always buys her everything she asks for. She always wants her her only child to be happy, but sometimes it does mean she spoils her a little too much. Kendra Character.AI Narrator: The next day, she finds a little note inside her locker. It's on a little white slip of paper, written with shiny golden paint. The note reads: Dear Kendra I like your cheerleading skirt. -anonymous Kendra laughs; she knows EXACTLY who it is! She can picture Tara's goofy grin as she wrote the note. The skirt looks silly, but it's so small that it's super stylish and flattering, and a cute little wink from Tara is a nice sign of affection.
  18. Version 1.0.0

    247 downloads

    Needs RPG VX ACE RTP to play Sequel to Wetting Quest I (MTL) Walk-through (in Japanese) Either run the .exe file to extract or use software such as 7zip. Also I'm pretty sure you need to be in JP locale for the game to run properly
    Free
  19. DISCLAIMER: This story is completely fictional and takes place in a slightly different reality from ours, so it might be a little confusing at first; Plus this story and all others are part of the same reality, showing what this oddball messy world is like through different characters. Here's the big one though: The story contains diaper messing/pooping. I know this site is mostly about wetting and most don't care about pooping. So if you don't like that sort of thing and don't want to read this story, that's perfectly fine by me, just giving you a heads up. Now with all that out of the way, I hope you enjoy the story anyhow. Ashley's Really Poopy Diaper Part 3 So far Ashley was enjoying every second of her messy adventure, and now her playtime would begin. Like before she started fondling the poop inside her diaper with care. Naturally the softest of her mushy shit was first to be played with. This time though, already feeling immediate arousal the moment she began her playtime, Ashley used both her hands to take full advantage of all the extra crap in her pampers. Rubbing and messaging the dirtiest diaper she had ever made was an indescribable sensation unlike anything she had felt before. Ashley could even hear her poop squish and squelch just as relentlessly as she felt said poop being fondled by her hands. She could even feel her special mega turd comfortably nestled deep within all her waste, hugging her butt crack gently much like couples hug each other. However she decided to save the fondling of the mega turd for last. For now she wanted to enjoy the rest of her mush to the fullest, from the stink in the air to the warmth in her pampers. "Mmmm yes, you're a really poopy diaper," She would moan as she played with the extensive pile of poop in her dirty diaper. Of course as Ashley became lost in her messy ecstasy, some new bouts of smelly gas started to rip out of her ass and bubble through her diaper’s mound of excrement, adding even more stink into her bathroom. This new gas smelled far more foul than before, probably because of the mega turd. She could even feel with her hands the bursts of filthy wind from her butt through her full diaper, blowing around her fingers bringing extra warmth to the mush she was still groping. Ashley over the years had learned to enjoy the nasty stink of her waste which included her farts. Nothing can tell her she had pooped her pampers the best, besides the weight and warmth she would feel, was the smell of her gas and poop combining together in her nose, bringing back many memories of her past favorite messes she made in her diapers. Especially now with the excessive load in her current pampers, everything she was feeling was cranked up times ten. Still Ashley kept farting on and on into her poopy diaper, as her hands continued messaging the mess nestled in her pampers. Groping her full pampers though was making some of the waste try to ooze out of the exposed sides. Knowing some of her shit was trying to escape her diaper and Ashley's pleasure tremendously rising, she developed another great idea. Ashley stopped playing and farting to face her toilet and closed the lid. Turning around with her messy ass facing the toilet, she slowly lowered herself onto the toilet and stopped right when her brown bulge softly touched the lid. Grinning like crazy, Ashley knew what she was about to do was going to be a bitch to clean up, but the mere thought alone was too exciting to ignore. No turning back, Ashley gently sat on her toilet and onto her poopy pampers. "SSQQUUIISSHH!!!" Immense satisfaction was felt as her ass pressed her poop all over her diaper against the toilet. With no room left, a lot of her filth flowed out the sides of her diaper and even seeped out of the top of her diaper, forming small piles of shit all around her rear. Ashley could care less, pure bliss overtaking her senses at the nasty mess she had made with her poop. Her mega turd though was left nearly untouched, softly snug with the rest of the crap still in her brown pampers. Yet she wanted more, so she began grinding her pampers back and forth against her toilet as she began farting again. Each movement she made caused more shit to ooze out her diaper everywhere. Ashley was now feeling more and more erotic as she edged closer to cumming. Her hands now free, the time had arrived to reach maximum pleasure. With her right hand she dug into the front of her diaper to begin masturbating, and with the other she reached back around her butt to finally play with the mega turd. Since a lot of her smelly mess had oozed out of her pampers, her mega turd was moved closer to the center of the poopy mass in her pampers. Touching whatever was left of her bulge, she could feel the massive log coiled together through her diaper. Even with her mess reshuffled and squashed around her diaper, she could still feel her warm gas emanate from her ass and pampers. Panting in ecstasy, Ashley played with her mega turd gently, feeling it squish around in her diaper. Rocking in her dirty diaper playing with both herself and her filth while farting still, it was becoming too much for Ashley to handle. "I pooped my diaper again... It’s so warm and soft... I love my poopy diapers… So poopy…" Losing control, Ashley masturbated her pussy faster and harder while playing with her shit more intensely. Ashley found herself bathed in a ocean of sexual energy as she neared her climax. All the excessive excitement from her filthy diaper finally got to her, forcing Ashley to finally cum with such powerful force she nearly screamed. "Ah... Ah..." Ashley was drained of all her energy from such a display of degeneracy. She stopped humping her toilet just as she ran out of gas to expel from her messy butt. It took her a solid five minutes before she could recollect her scattered thoughts. "Oh... My god... That was something else…" she mustered to say. To describe the feeling as extraordinary would be an understatement. Ashley in disbelief pieced together the scene she found herself: She was sitting on the toilet with a massively messy diaper on, one hand in the front of her diaper drenched in her sex juices, the other was at the rear gripping her diaper's poopy bulge tightly, not to mention all of the waste that had leaked out and surrounded her. "Oh my god, what a mess..." Ashley thought, knowing this whole situation looked just plain insane. Even the stink in the bathroom was beginning to become too unbearable to deal with, even for her. It was going to take a very long time to clean up everything including herself. Still Ashley had to get rid of her shit whether she liked it or not if she wanted to avoid a horrible infection. Despite having a ton of fun with her loaded diaper, the clean up was the stark opposite. Ripping off her ruined pampers, the whole backside of the thing was drowning in crap. Once her diaper was off she began to clean herself first. Her butt was covered in so much filth it took her another five minutes to wipe away most of her poop. Then Ashley carefully moved her diaper to the side and grabbed plastic gloves and heavy duty wipes from the supply stash. She did her best to clean up all of the leaked crap and place it all back into her diaper to throw away together later. For good measure, Ashley used disinfectant spray on the toilet to make sure everything was properly sanitized. Finally she took some heavy duty air freshener to get rid of all the stink as best she could before she took off the rest of her clothes to take a thorough shower. As Ashley washed her body extensively, she thought about what she had achieved. Never did she think she could ever hyper mess until today, even right now it was hard to believe if it wasn't for the fact she could see her pampers on the toilet lid, wide open full of enormous shit. Ashley couldn't help but smile at what she did, even if she went a little overboard. She'll definitely do this again but with better preparation and intending not to overdo her messy fun. Maybe next time she could use specially designed D.E.S.O diapers to prevent any future leaking. Once done with her shower, Ashley got redressed with fresh clothes and pampers and returned for the filthy diaper. Seeing how loaded it was, she took her time folding and taping the diaper shut the best she could. Looking at it now that it was closed up, Ashley thought how crazy it was to see how this simple clean white pair of pampers turned into a dirty brown poopy diaper folded up almost like a large ball. Yet Ashley knew her pamper's life expectancy had run its course and it was time to throw it out. With that thought, she picked up her dirty diaper, smelled her nasty poop one last time, and threw it into the bathroom's scented trash bin. The deed was done but the fun was far from over, after all Ashley had been using diapers since she was a kid, and she had every intention to continue to enjoy diapers for the rest of her life. "I can't wait for the next poopy diaper I make," she said to herself. "Pssssssshhhhhhh" "Tee-hee, and the occasional wet diaper," She thought playfully, not paying any attention to her bladder. Steadily her bladder splashed pee into her padding, swelling her pampers with pure liquid warmth. It didn’t take long for the entire front of her diaper to become yellow, some piss even spread downward to her backside making her butt feel very wet. Ashley liked pissing her diapers much the same as pooping in them, though she personally found pooping in diapers more fun. After peeing, Ashley went back to her desk to continue reading. She'll keep her soaked pampers on for now and change herself later, taking full advantage of her pee’s warmth. Seeing that it was almost noon now, May would probably be back very soon. Ashley wondered how May found her messy diaper, should be an interesting story to hear. Of course Ashley will have her own crazy yet amazing story to tell May, the story of Ashley's really poopy diaper. The End.
  20. Hi! I haven't drawn anything fetish-related in quite some time, so I decide to finally do something. I will try to make more posts too, but I can't promise it would be really often. I drew a cute girl I was obsessed with when I was younger. She's the main character of book/book series that is quite really old (I'm sure it's much older than Harry Potter. The main reason I know it, it's that my aunt gave me the first book from her collection when I was 10yo 😅), so I doubt I would find more drawings of her like that. I won't say who she is, cause I wonder how many of you can guess it 😜 but she might hit me with a slate for that drawing of her.
  21. 2,366 downloads

    A curated collection of sprite sheets (with the excessive negative space removed) and animations (compiled and looped) from the RPG, MojiQue, all resized. Ao Kurage's art skills are great, but it can be difficult to appreciate their beauty in their small native resolution, and only visible under certain circumstances in-game. This way, you can enjoy them on demand, on any device. Not every animation is included, but the inclusions were carefully chosen to have all desires represented. Still images are not included, as those are easy enough to find and pull from within the game files. Game itself can be downloaded here, and is recommended for context and full support:
    Free
  22. I've updated the old animegirldesp.org list of omorashi scenes in manga,sadly the website in question has disabled registration so I'm gonna post it here. Old Rainyday thread The new scenes that have been added are from: Arachnid Boku no Heya Ga Dungeon No Kyuukeijo Ni Natteshimatta Ken Caterpillar Ichiban Ushiro No Daimaou Kuro-chan Chi no Oshiire ga Tsukaenai Riyuu Kichikujima Infection Onee-San Wa Joshi Shougakusei Ni Kyoumi Ga Arimasu Hauguire Idol Jigokuen Okusan Ore Wa Lolicon Ja Nai! Onii-chan Is Done For! Dead Tube Killink Bites Mieruko-chan. ----------------------- These new scenes are provided with working mangadex links. Feel free to post or add scenes that i have missed or scenes that you have seen recently. Original animegirldesp thread Also,sorry for my sh**** english. Short list of FD scenes in manga(2021).htm
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