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  1. 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.
  2. 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.
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    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:
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  4. 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
  5. Version 29.10.2021

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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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  6. She wouldn’t let him go: the shop manager Donnie jogged the one mile to his part time job, hoping not to get too wet in the drizzly rain. Working in a small local Tesco wasn’t high on his career ambitions but it helped pay college fees and required little in the way of complex brain workouts. Besides there were often some good looking woman who were regulars and thinking of them always brightened an otherwise ordinary shift. He clocked in five minutes early and after hanging up his coat he opened a bottle of juice and before heading into the shop he drank around half of it, replenishing what he had lost in sweat after his short jog to work. Fridays were always delivery and stock taking days so Donnie was sure he was on the till as usual but checked the rota just to make sure. He was, so on opening the staffroom door he signed into one of the tills allowing Anna to clock off. ‘That’s me away Annette! See you Monday.’ Donnie saw Annette, the shop manager, wave from the back of the shop as she checked through the refrigerator for food about to go out of date. ‘Gonna hand these into Donnie before you go, thanks!’ Anna handed Donnie the shop carrier bag with some milk, fresh juice, cheese, and cold meat in and he placed it behind the counter until he was told where else it was to go. A while later Annette came towards the tills to check more stock and in a moment of less customers she had a brief conversation with her colleague. ‘I’ve marked that bag of stuff off I gave you. Just when you get a chance you can bin it, or if you want to have any of it just do so. It’s unsellable but got today’s date on so fine still. By the way self service till 1 has been playing up something terrible today. I’ve put a new receipt roll in so hopefully it’s better now. I’ll finish this aisle then take my lunch.’ Donnie nodded as he scanned another customer’s goods while watching another person on the self service till. He saw Annette pulling stock to the front of the shelf before turning out of sight. She was a much older woman, quite Jekyll and Hyde at times in her manner, often ‘forgetful’ about promised holidays or breaks for staff, but otherwise focussed on the shop and efficient at her job. As soon as the next moment of quietness occurred Donnie had a quick look in the carrier bag. The shop was warm and as time passed he opened one of the cartons of fresh apple juice and drank some. He was alone at the front of the shop and besides Annette had said he could have some so he never thought anything more about it. It wasn’t a brand of fresh juice he usually bought but it was lovely and before too long the carton was empty. It was over an hour later before Donnie saw Annette again and it was more heard than saw really as he heard her, presumably on the phone, but could briefly see items being put onto a shop trolley by someone in staff uniform. The stream of customers was pretty constant so Donnie carried on as normal, looking forward to his break. The next he saw Annette properly was when she came over to the fresh flowers near the front and rearranged them and checked their dates. The empty buckets reminded Donnie that a stock delivery was due later that day. Sometimes he was sent to receive the delivery but other times his boss insisted she did it. He wasn’t sure who it would be today but it wasn’t due for another hour at least. 4pm passed and Donnie was still alone. He’d been behind the till alone three hours now without a break and while he was a little hungry he was more aware he needed a bathroom at some point in the near future and wondering if he’d get a break soon. Officially, as Annette liked to remind him periodically, he wasn’t legally entitled to a break on a five hour shift but if the shop was quiet enough he usually managed to get one. There was no sign of Annette though so he just carried on for now. 4:30 came and not only was Donnie more aware of needing a pee but he was warm and thirsty too. Unable still to leave the till he rummaged in the bag and was delighted to find more apple juice. Sipping around half the carton as opportunity arose between serving he assumed he’d be released soon for a break where he could use the staff loo. ‘Excuse me please. The till hasn’t issued my change.’ It was that problematic self service till playing up. Donnie opened it up, tinkered around in what he could, issued the customer her change and then decided to turn the till off and put an out of order sign on. All the time he could feel the pressure building more and more in his bladder. By now a queue had formed and Donnie pressed the bell for assistance. Annette appeared from the staff room and signed onto the spare till. Between them they worked through the waiting customers for the next 15 minutes while Donnie moved from foot to foot getting more and more keen to pee. As Donnie served the final queuing customer he saw Annette sign off the till and head away. ‘Annette, is there any chance I could have a break at all?’ ‘Not right this minute Donnie sorry. I’m just doing the shifts for next month. I’ll come back once I’m finished though, ok?’ It wasn’t really ok but Donnie had no choice. He’d just have to wait. As the afternoon wore on Donnie became more and more grateful for the fact he was stood behind a counter out of sight. It felt like his bladder had swollen a hundred times it’s usual size as he rubbed at his stomach and shook his leg. His bladder felt hard, full, and it ached. With less than an hour before he finished it wasn’t looking good for getting that break he really needed. He was so glad when for a moment the shop quietened as he paced behind the till and slipped a much needed hand into his trouser pocket to press his personal belongings in his crotch. He really did need that promised break. Where was Annette? Finally he heard her again talking on the phone. He waved to try and get her attention but she didn’t notice. He pressed his thighs together and grimaced. Jeez he was really desperate for the loo! Thankfully it looked like Annette was coming over to him at last! His body throbbed in anticipation and it felt like the full contents of his bladder was pressing into his crotch as he stood behind the counter holding himself through his pocket while she approached, but before he could say anything another customer placed a basket on the counter. ‘Donnie that was the delivery driver on the phone. He’s been running behind but finally here. I’m just heading to the loading area. You can stay on a bit can’t you? Maybe half an hour or so? Maxine ought to be here to help you in about 45 minutes but I’d prefer two of you on at tea time as it gets busy as you know. I’ll add the hours in for you so don’t worry.’ Donnie took the customer’s money but couldn’t concentrate. He HAD to catch Annette before she left. He called after her, his face flushed. ‘Annette, any chance I could get a two minute break first. It’s just...I’ll be super quick I promise!’ Annette looked at her watch then glanced back at Donnie. ‘If I am not back by the time Maxine arrives you can clock off if you really need to but I’d much prefer you waited until I was back. The driver is running late and I can’t leave him waiting and I need the milk and bread out right away as we have none left now. Don’t let me down now Donnie...please.’ Donnie wasn’t sure if he was angry, shocked or just pissed off. What he did know was he was seriously bursting for the toilet and there was no way he could wait another 45 minutes. He wanted to run after Annette and tell her, beg her even, to allow him to go to the bathroom, or even better just race directly to the staff toilet, but he was stuck behind a till alone and once again there was queue of customers waiting impatiently. Trying to be as professional as possible Donnie continued serving customers as he shook one leg then the other and moved from foot to foot. He was sure that any minute now his bladder would pop as he rubbed his stomach yet again. Even his back was now starting to ache as his whole body yelled for release. Donnie could feel his palms sweating more and more and his face blushing as he took payment, scanned items and bagged groceries. Every minute felt like days as his legs trembled in urgent need behind the counter. Then one of the regular customers came forwards to be served and Donnie forced a smile. This was one of the young woman who made his shifts better, who he normally looked forward to seeing and who he quite fancied, though he wouldn’t admit it. She smiled and then looked at Donnie funny. ‘Are you feeling ok? You look a bit hot?’ Shaking a leg again and pressing his thighs tight together Donnie stepped closer to the counter as for the first time he felt he absolutely must grab himself to prevent a leak. ‘I’m fine thanks. Just keen for my break soon that’s all.’ ‘She not gave you one again today? That’s shocking! When did you start?’ ‘1pm. I finish soon though thankfully.’ ‘Do you not even get a break to eat or drink then?’ ‘Not really. I’m allowed to drink behind here at least though. But I’m looking forward to my tea later.’ ‘You don’t even get like a loo break or anything?’ ‘Not today. Mostly I do but it’s been busy today.’ ‘Jeez I couldn’t do that. I’d be pure bursting if it was me.’ Donnie squeezed his penis before using both hands to help pack the customers goods. Picking up the bag to hand to her his face came closer to hers as he whispered so no-one else would hear. ‘I am.’ The girl looked Donnie right in the eye before speaking quietly. ‘No wonder. You poor thing. Will you make it?’ Donnie didn’t answer but his puppy dog eyes, tense face and biting lip said everything as he grabbed his crotch tight again. As she went to walk away the girl turned and looked concerned. She mouthed back very quietly. ‘Maybe you should keep a bottle back there?’ Donnie moaned as he tried to serve the next elderly man. His knees were wobbling and he almost felt faint at the pressure in his body. He couldn’t recall having to go this badly ever before. It was all he could think about, focus on and yearn for. If he didn’t reach a bathroom in the next few minutes he was afraid what might happen. Finally he found himself alone again as he paced behind the counter and moaned quietly. Perhaps Maxine might arrive early so he could run to the loo or maybe Annette would come in and take over? Whichever happened it needed to be right now! Oh God did it need to be NOW! As the sound of customers taking goods, chatting and picking up baskets filled the small shop Donnie felt his body go still and warm as his penis twitched and urine dribbled into his underpants. This was it. He was about to piss himself any second. He’d waited longer than ever before, squeezed more than he thought possible, filled his bladder more than he thought it could ever hold...and now it was coming to an end. As if in slow motion he watched as a customer facing away from him picked up a large bottle of lemonade and put it in her basket. A bottle? He needed a bottle right now! Suddenly remembering the carton of apple juice he pulled one of the empty cartons up and stepping right against the counter he carefully undid his fly, placed the carton right over his crotch and slipped his leaking anatomy into the carton. He stood there for a second but nothing happened. The thought someone might hear or catch him made his body clamp up as he counted slowly in his head and tried to breath. A dribble. Then another. Then a spurt. But oh a customer! Yikes! Donnie placed the cartoon by the till and zipped up his fly feeling dribbles still escaping into his clothing. He served the lady as quickly as he could then, checking no-one was around, he unzipped and let out some more piss. This time his body wanted to shoot out fast and it took all Donnie’s self control to pee quietly and slowly despite being absolutely aching to relax completely and release fully. Quickly he stopped as another customer approached. Then another customer. And another. Having started releasing then stopping seemed to not only increase Donnie’s need exponentially it also seemed to enlarge his penis as the naughtiness and sneakiness of his actions had a big affect on his hormones. Tied between an agonising and urgent need to fully release and the ever increasing chance of being caught plus the now constant dribbling he could feel running down his inside leg Donnie wasn’t sure wether he longed to piss more or cum. Either way he had never been so glad to have his bottom half hidden by the counter. Another customer. More scanning. More dribbles. The rock hardness of his penis slowly subsiding but the absolute aching desire to piss getting stronger than ever. After marching on the spot frantically with his back to the till he knew it was now or never. He turned towards the carton and stepped as close to the till as physically possible as he unzipped again and went to slide his penis into the carton when he jumped in fright. ‘Donnie I’m just putting this milk out then you can finish up ok?’ But Donnie stood in silence unable to answer as urine flooded out of his body powerfully and urgently soaking the counter, the till, his trousers and splashing the bag and all its contents on the bottom shelf. Donnie didn’t know if Annette had heard it but as she walked towards the back of the store all he heard was her voice speaking as he tucked his penis into his drenched trousers and zipped them up again. ‘Sorry you never got a break today by the way. It’s been some shift eh!’ Bowing his head in shame and with his face scarlet as he looked at the puddle behind the counter Donnie nodded in agreement. It had been some shift indeed.
  7. This is just a small fantasy of mine. I am in fact non-binary... unfortunately there is no label for that so... I’m perfectly okay with genitalia however. Though I use either one depending on the mood I’m in. —————— I groan, eyes on the road as I take a sip of my drink, an energy drink, specifically Mother if you must know. I know- I know- I’m driving... actually I’ve been driving a long time. A few hours in fact. Where I’m driving to... well... that’s a different can of worms so let’s focus on what I’m currently doing. Im squirming as my foot presses against the acceleration peddle. I may have been drinking an unhealthy amount of energy drinks... mainly for this event that was going to take place, something that I was anticipating. I want to piss myself. I recently had the courage to make a purchase of some diapers. Not cheap ones, oh no. ABUniverse. Worth it. Certainly. So... whilst I’m taking this long drive I decided that I didn’t want to stop to pee. I put on a diaper and off I went. I don’t enjoy holding. The idea is to get about as desperate as I can where I can’t focus and then piss in my diaper. Right now I was at maybe a six at best, my bladder was just currently warning me to find a toilet, but i was wearing mine so it didn’t matter much. I find a rest stop, deciding that now is the perfect time to have a break. Drivers fatigue can be fatal after all and... well... it seems my cock is in need of some attention. I turn into the stop and find a space to park. Nodding to myself I decide to get out of my car to stretch, finish my drink and then pee. I hope I can get in my car to do that though, it’s not just the feeling that turns me on so much, it’s the hiss and the sight of the yellow liquid pouring into the padding. Thankfully, not many people are parked around here, and wearing baggy pants was certainly the right move either way. I get out of the car and move to take a walk, stretching my legs and sighing soft,y. Peaceful... this was nice. The soft breeze and the bird calls coming from the Bush. Not only that but being out here in the middle of nowhere was just so... quiet. I soon finish my drink and walk to find a bin, throwing the can into it before making my way back to my car as I could feel the first real pang from my bladder. Once again, I didn’t like holding very much, it’s not the turn on for me and is only distracting in the moment. I open the back door to the boot, I had set up some curtains in the back because I didn’t want people looking in whilst I was napping or doing... things. Once I’m in, I close the door again. I pull off my pants and sit up against the seats behind me, waiting for a few moments. I feel my bladder start to let go and I groan softly as I feel the warmth spread quickly across the padding, streaming over my cock. The hiss fills my ears and it takes all my will to make sure I finish before I get too hard to piss anymore. It lasts about thirty seconds before tapering off. The stream was powerful but the diaper soaked it up quickly, leaving the padding squishy and warm... gods... I squish the padding in my hands, feeling that my cock had hardened fully already and was pressing almost uncomfortably against the diaper. I kneel a bit so I could feel the slight sag and I squish the wetness against me. I shudder, understanding my body’s call for release and I turn towards my belongings. I turn, bundling up the blanket I kept back here and I hold it between my legs. Thankfully, the blanket makes this comfortable as I start to hump against it, the squishy, warm, wet padding pressing against my hard cock. I thrust again and again, not feeling much from the thick the diaper is but I feel something... and gods I was going to chase it. I let out a few more spurts of piss, squeezing the blanket between my legs hard as I whine and try not to moan. The diaper was so squishy and it clasped my cock in its wet hold so well, the feeling of it brushing against me over and over- I begin to build to a climax, humping the padding harder. I just about cry out in need as I release, my body shaking as my cum spurts a few times into the folds of the soaked diaper. My hips slow down, just grinding gently until I stop completely out of breath. I soon get up slightly hazily but refreshed from the climax I just had. Back on the road for me... though I hope to fill this diaper completely before I try to get off again. ———— Feel free to leave feedback on my writing- the fantasy itself I see mine of course but I feel like I can get better at describing these things. Solo sexual content isn’t a strong suit of mine so I’d love a bit of help there thank you for reading
  8. Yelinda’s foot was tapping aggressively as she waited for the truck driver to finish signing the forms to drop his trailer at their warehouse. Her right leg squeezed over her left knee as the right foot came off the ground and she squeezed her pussy shut in her tight blue jeans as the pressure from her morning coffee became more unbearable. She had her arms crossed over her chest in her white and pink sweater, making the duck face with her lips as she struggled to contain the massive painful pressure within herself. A drop of sweat fell down the side of her head as she saw the truck driver pause on signing the papers and started reading through them. This was all basic paperwork, same everywhere, every time, of all the times to be anal! Yelinda didn’t know how much more she could take the pressure in her abdomen was expanding past a breaking point and it was hard and painful to keep in. Her hips shifting back snd forth as her legs squeezed only did so much. “Come on come on!” She said under her breath. “Ok,” the driver said. “That should do it.” Yelinda smiled and rushed filing the paper and waved the driver off, expecting him to see himself out. Yelinda was BURSTING to pee. Her coffees had formed into heavy urine and was BUSTING to come out. She did the funny pee run to the bathroom keeping her legs tight together, her forehead becoming wetter form nerves and sweat. And just as she turned the corner and reached the women’s room she was stunned in place with her eyes wide and jaw dropped at the sight: a large machine was in the doorway to the ladies room, and another connected through the men’s room. That’s right, she let these guys in earlier to do maintenance on the downstairs plumbing. Yelinda was biting her lips and bouncing in place, being so close to the bathroom, yet so far from relief. It made the pain in her bladder worse and she had to close her eyes to focus on not having an huge accident right there as her body nearly gave out. “Ooooooooh! Gotta go!” She moaned. Then she realized, there was a one person family restroom upstairs. She ran across the hall, up the stairs and saw relief as the toilet was right there just a few yards away. She let out a breath of relief, and then another worker walked right in there and shut the door.” To be continued…..
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  13. She wouldn’t let him go: the girlfriend The snow kept falling and the call outs kept coming. As a heating engineer Dave loved winter because of the pay but the hours were long and the days short. It was day ten of below freezing temperatures and he was at his second last call out of the day. Another case of frozen pipes. The elderly couple were delighted to see him at last and even before he looked at the boiler he could hear the kettle boiling. ‘Can we offer you a coffee in return for heating and hot water?’ Dave rarely turned down hot coffee on such a cold day. He was also glad to hear the kettle boil as he would be asking for the hot water soon enough to sort the pipes outside. The householder was happy to hand him the kettle but even after using hot water the pipes were still solid. For the seventh time that day Dave found himself hammering on pipes full of ice to try and thaw them out. All the time drinking the delicious mug of coffee he continued in every way he knew to break up the ice. Finally he could hear small ice cubes and water dripping and he began the process of restarting and resetting the boiler. He filled in the forms, handed the empty mug to the customer and packed his tools to leave. Back in the van he checked his work phone for the final call out. It was in the same town but still some distance away. Getting out the street took over twenty minutes as the wheels of work van slid back and forth on the treacherous icy road. Finally he secured some traction and safely arrived at another property. It was getting dark and the snow was getting heavier. Dave pulled on his winter coat and took his tool box in with him. The same fault again and as before the lovely customer offered him a hot drink. Knowing he was heading home right after this Dave initially turned down the offer but when the pipes took longer to clear and he was offered again he smiled and accepted, grateful to hold a warm mug in his freezing hands. By six o’clock he was finally finished and text his girlfriend Demi to say he was on his way home. Strapping his seat belt on Dave started his engine, his mind wandering to a hot bath, a warm meal and, as he wriggled to get comfortable, a trip to the toilet. That needed to be first of all because he hadn’t been since he left for work and, as always, his bladder was full. Demi was used to him racing in and running into the downstairs loo, sometimes before he even said hi to her because he couldn’t wait. She’d joked a few times that one day she might just lock the door and make him wait, at least until he’d said hi to her, but thankfully she never had. The traffic was slower than normal and heavier. The snow was falling faster and the road, while gritted, was still slippery. While Dave was hungry, tired and nursing a full bladder, safety was still a priority so he cut his speed and took care at every roundabout, junction and traffic light. The closer he got to home the more he could feel his bladder throb. Thank goodness, he thought, that he had a downstairs loo. Just the idea of having to try and make it upstairs in his current state made him cringe. Sitting at lights he pressed his crotch and rubbed it just enough to take the edge off. It was true he loved Demi, he loved her cooking too, but mostly right now he loved the fact he was getting closer to having an epic release as his dick tingled in anticipation. It tingled a little too much as he had to squirm in the seat and grab himself as it threatened to burst sitting in the van. ‘Come on traffic. I really gotta go here!’ But it seemed the more desperate he was the slower the traffic moved. Dave clenched his fists as he squeezed. He bounced and shook a leg every time he was stationary and he tapped the steering wheel in frustration time and time again. ‘Come on!’ Finally he parked in his own driveway. Forced to grab himself in a most undignified way he was grateful it was dark so no-one could see. Locking the van he hobbled to the front door moaning under his breath with adrenaline pumping through him as he urgently headed for his own toilet for desperate release from the pressure. Even though dinner smelt delicious he couldn’t even think about anything else as he closed the front door, a hand still covering his crotch, as he raced through the kitchen to the nearest loo. ‘Hi Dave!’ Dave wanted to answer but first he just needed to piss. He raised a hand to acknowledge Demi but he was unable to stop as urine surged to the very tip of his penis ready to surge out any second. He grabbed the handle frantically and pulled it down, pushing with his full body. His shoulder pushed against the door as it remained shut. ‘Shit! What!’ ‘It’s locked Dave!’ Angry and shocked Dave turned to face Demi, his mouth panting and his heart pounding. He looked only at her face. ‘Demi this isn’t funny! I’m dying for a piss honey! Oh shit! Come on unlock it before I piss myself!’ Demi stood in silence stirring the meal. ‘What? What do you want? Just fucking unlock this toilet NOW! Come on darling...I’m dribbling!’ Dave squirmed like a toddler, both hands on his crotch, his legs bouncing and squirming in obvious desperation. ‘Look Dave I’m sick of being ignored. You race in here every night and run to the bathroom without so much of a hi. Two nights ago I put highlights in my hair and you ran past me and still ignored me. Last night I put my hair up, put make up on and even put on that fitted jumper you love...and still you ran right past me to the toilet first! Well tonight here I am cooking dinner for you like this...and STILL you don’t even say hi or kiss me before you go to the loo! What more do I need to do? Do you actually even fancy me?’ Dave squeezed his throbbing damp manhood hard as he swallowed hard and wiped sweat from his brow. Raising his head he looked at his girlfriend who was now facing him. She looked stunning dressed only in a red lace bra and matching thongs with stockings, suspenders and shiny black high heels. His eyes widened as he gasped for air. ‘Fucking hell! You are...beautiful Demi! Adorable. So sexy honey. Oh Jesus I’m dribbling! Please please honey...I’ll kiss you all night, give you whatever you want...but I’m begging you to let me piss first. Oh Shit! I’ll be right back babe...I need to go!’ Dave bent forwards and moaned as he felt another leak. Not wanting to humiliate himself any more he decided to get upstairs to the en-suite as a matter of urgency. Running through the kitchen towards the hall and stairs he froze as Demi shouted. ‘That one’s locked too by the way!’ Dave turned, bent forward in agony as a wet patch became obvious on his work trousers. ‘Demi! Please! I’ve leaked! I’m seriously starting to wet myself babe. Don’t do this to me.’ ‘Prove to me I am more important than your bladder Dave. That’s all I need to know.’ Grimacing Dave hobbled back to the kitchen towards his beautiful sexy girlfriend. Her large boobs more than filled the bra and if he wasn’t gagging for a piss he’d definitely have his hands all over Demi. His dick would certainly have been desiring her greatly but right now it couldn’t even get half hard as it ached so badly to pee. Keeping one hand tightly on his crotch the other ran through Demi’s long curly hair, something which ordinarily sent shivers through him. Touching her cheek tenderly Dave heard her whisper enticingly. ‘Kiss me honey. Please.’ His brow creased with pressure, his heart pounding, his dick throbbing, Dave’s face drew closer to Demi’s as their eyes met and lips touched. The familiar, soft, warm feeling of Demi’s lips usually sent hormones soaring through Dave’s body but tonight his bladder ached so much that, as nice as it was, it wasn’t having it’s usual effect. Just then another urge made Dave bend over and moan. ‘Demi please. This is really really bad. I love you honey. You are beautiful. But I gotta piss like crazy!’ Rubbing a hand over her own breasts sexually Demi smiled and smirked. ‘I know. It’s kinda sexy to see you know!’ And at that Demi grabbed her boyfriend and kissed him deeply. Dave moaned in a mixture of urgency and pleasure as he slowly gave into the passion and put both arms around the scarcely dressed sexy female in his arms. Drawing closer to her he returned the kiss as the dinner bubbled behind him and in front of him his trousers warmed and dripped with urine as his body could no longer restrain itself. Gently pushing Demi against the fridge Dave continued pissing steadily as he felt his dick harden and rise. Still kissing Demi rubbed her hand up Dave’s trouser leg until she reached his hard dick. Stroking it and smiling Demi pulled back from the kiss as she put her thumb that was rubbing his wet trousers to her mouth and licked it laughing. ‘Fuck that feel so much better!’ ‘That was fun. So my sexy wet boy tell me, were you needing that big piss for a while then?’ ‘Oh yes! I was bursting the whole way home. Squirming in my van and everything.’ ‘Oh you poor thing. Let’s have dinner and you can tell me all the details.’ ‘Can I get changed first?’ ‘Oh I think you look perfect exactly as you are. Have a seat...and a drink of course...and I’ll be over with dinner and you can tell me all about your day. You can start with all you had to drink...’
  14. Hello all! This is a very important story to me. Its one that i have ruminated on for months, and I finally decided it was time to put it down into words. The story is completely fictional, and its a combination of a bunch of different scenarios I came up with in my head, all wrapped up into one big story. So far I have 14-ish parts planned for the story, with three and a half of them written already. I've had more desire to finish this story than any other i've started before, so hopefully i can do that! DISCLAIMER!!! This story includes both wetting and messing, as well as sexual themes (at times). I understand messing is something that's not for everyone, so if you are not into that, no need to go ahead, because nearly every chapter will include it. As for the sex, I'm not sure how much people are into that on here as well, but it felt important to have it in the story. Wetting and messing, as well as diapers, is a sexual act in my mind, so naturally sexual acts followed suit. So, just giving fair warning. Everyone in the story is 17 or older, and its implied (AND STATED HERE) everything is consensual, in case there are any issues with that (which there wont be.) Lastly, i genuinely want people to let me know what you think! I am a writer by trade, so I am hoping my story writing has improved, or improves over the course of the story. So please, leave your thoughts, and let me know if you like it, dislike it, whatever you want. Thank you, and happy reading! ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ I consider myself very blessed. I have lived a mostly normal life, what is more or less successful throughout school, never got into any trouble, and have been mostly happy but entire time. I say this, because what happens over the next year of my life is something that I never thought I would deserve, but nonetheless have enjoyed more than anything else. So without further ado let me dive into the story. My name is Steve, And I have a girlfriend named Millie. Millie is 19 years old, and I am 21. Millis is 5'9, has long brown beautiful hair, and both big boobs and a big butt. The age difference is no bother, because we both met while we are in college. We've been going out for about 2 years now, and it's safe to say we are both head over heels for one another and expect to meet together for a very long time. But, it should come snow surprise that things were not always easy. And I should mention, because her mother married multiple times, it wasn't just Millie that was struggling. She also has an 18-year-old "stepsister," and a 17-year-old "stepsister". I use quotations, because since her mother married multiple guys, some already with children, so it's hard to keep track of who is whose child. The Important thing to know is, they were raised somewhat like cousins or sisters at times, and were apart at other times. But they always kept in touch, and looked out for one another. They truly love each other, and got through the worst of their childhood together. Millie comes from a very difficult background of a broken home. Her mother divorced multiple times, and moved around a bunch of times as well. Since she always stayed with her mother, she never really had a father figure in her life, And that was very difficult for her. Moreover, her mother is exactly the best role model as well. She drank, smoked, and never really cared about Millie's well-being. So, ever since Millie went off to college, she's more or less had to look out for herself and figure out things for herself. And she wasn't really any good at it either. Well she did turn out to be a mostly normal, healthy person, she was quite emotionally stunted and not really ready to take on the world. That is, until she met me. Once we first saw each other, it was like fireworks. I won't go into the details, but we knew right away that we were meant for each other. We had so many of the same interests, we love spending time together, and we just worked so well together. After a first year of dating, we moved in together. This happened for a number of reasons. One, I really had no objection to it, and it certainly was a money saver. Two, and more importantly, she really needed it. As I said was her broken home situation, moving back in with her mother wasn't an ideal option. So moving in together really was the best decision for everyone. Not long after that, we discovered that we were even more compatible than we thought. Millie's stunted emotions, made it so she... How do I put this delicately. For lack of a better term, Millie has daddy issues. And no, I don't mean she treats me like her father, or calls me daddy all the time in bed. But she looks up to me for guidance, and she looks to me to help her with a lot of things in her life. Not quite like a father/daughter relationship, but more so a big/little relationship. And more often than not, this usually manifested sexually in more ways than anywhere else. It's here where I should mention, this is a very sexual story. Because Millie has a particular kink that I absolutely love. I already mention the big/little dynamic, but it goes deeper. I'll just be blunt: Millie's stunted upbringing means she never really learned to be potty trained. Her parents never bother to train her, so eventually she had to train herself. And she didn't do a good job. So she's had plenty of accidents in her lifetime, both wet and messy. She's learned to live with it and it doesn't bother her anymore, especially since she's so careful. However, after she told me about this a few months into our relationship (when we started getting serious), I felt like I had died and gone to heaven. I immediately told her I have a fetish for girls that wet and mess themselves anywhere, any time, any how. She was so scared of telling me, but when I told her this, she just melted and smiled so big. Right then we KNEW we were made for each other. So over time, things blossomed. The big/little thing didn't happen right away. But with Millie wetting and messing herself quite often, and the sexual nature it very quickly took, Millie began looking to me for the fatherly figure she never had growing up. Obviously she didn't see me as her father, but she definitely treated me like the big to her little (at least, in bed, and in more serious times when maturity was needed). Millie was more than happy to begin wetting and messing herself to my measure. We would often be out and about or chilling at home, and she would just go. To this day, each time is still as exciting as the last. And we're still learning more about it every day. But damn, it's certainly incredible. All of this exposition is to say, that Millie and I really feel perfect for one another both emotionally, physically, and sexually. And this is a good jumping off point to take us to present day. "Good morning Steve" said Millie, as we woke up to the sound of our alarm. "Good morning Millie, how are you honey" "I'm good, did you sleep ok?" "Sure did, and you?" "Pretty much, although I did have to go in the middle of the night" she said with a bit of a pout. "Aw, did you make it to the toilet?" "No I didn't!" Said Millie, as she pulled of the covers. Underneath I saw her in just her pretty cotton panties, now almost entirely drenched with urine. Somehow, only some of it managed to soak into the bed. Although it's not like we cared, we have many sets of sheets and a mattress protector for exactly this reason. "Aw that's ok my love!" I say as I give her a kiss. "No need to worry! Besides, you know I love when you can't help yourself!" I giver her crotch a good rub, allowing myself to get hard as well. "Oh I know you do honey! If you play your cards right today, I just may have another treat for you too!" Millie said with a wink. I already knew what this meant, and I looked at her with knowing eyes. "Oh please do, you know I love treats! "Hold on there pal, let's get started on our day first! "Yes dear..." I said, feigning disappointment. As much as I would love to jump her bones right now, we both did have plenty to do today. It was a Saturday, which meant we had chores to do, errands to run, and all that good stuff. So with that we got out of bed. Millie went to rinse off and change, while I went and sat in front of the computer for a while. Before long, she was ready to go. She put on a simple t shirt and a pair of Nike running shorts. Millie is fairly active and certainly a healthy eater, so this look complemented her gorgeous slender-yet-thick frame perfectly. And with that, we headed off to the grocery store. As we were shopping, I could tell Millie really had to go. Weather she knows she does it or now, she tends to squeeze her butt cheeks together when she has to poop. And on top of that, she starts to walk a little funny. But as I said earlier, Millie doesn't always recognize when she needs to go. "Baby, it looks like you have to go poop, want to run to the bathroom?" "Do I? Huh, I guess I do. But here? Ew, the restrooms in here are nasty. I'll hold it until we get home. "Can you do that?" I say, incredulously. "Probably not!" Millie said with a devilish grin. It was here where I knew this was my prize for today, and oh boy I couldn't wait for it. Another 20 minutes went by and we were nearly done, but I could tell Millie was nearing her breaking point. Even when she knows she has to go, she can't hold it for very long. Millie and I went up to the checkout counter, and as I started loading our groceries onto the counter, she suddenly stood very still. This was also classic Millie. When she stood still, that means her need for the toilet was too much, and she was right at her breaking point. I stood up to pay for my groceries, making small talk with the cashier, when Millie suddenly grabbed my hand and stood right next to me. I didn't make any sudden moves, but I knew what was happening. She grabbed my hand and moved it to her butt, a move she knew i absolutely loved. As I put my card in the card reader to pay for our groceries, Millie let out a monster of a poo into her panties, with my hand feeling every bit of action. I immediately popped a huge boner, but it was luckily in a hidden position. Use It came out rather quick, but also rather solid (luckily, since we were in public.) It pointed straight out, tenting out her Nike shorts and growing her a tail almost 3 inches long. It was damn near impossible for me to focus, because it seemed to take a lifetime. However, the whole process only lasted a few seconds. Millie's monster poo was out of her, sitting happily between her butt cheeks. You could tell she looked flushed, but she acted it off so well. In one quick motion, she waved her hand like she was hot, took off her sweater, and tied it around her waist with no one any the wiser. I took my card, grabbed our cart, said goodbye to the cashier and walked out of the store with Millie. "Oh my GOD babe, what was that!" "Did you like that?" She said to me, beaming. "I wanted to poop for you out in public again! I know I don't do it often, and I worked up the courage to all morning! "Aw baby, why'd you do that for me?" I said. Millie thought for a second, then said: "Steve, I love you more than I ever thought possible. You've been the only good thing in my life these past few years, and I have to reward that. You've saved me! So it's only fair I give this to you." I was just about to cry from how sweet this was, until she said this: "Besides, I'm honey as all hell right now, and this massive shit is going to make for some great love making when we get home" My tears turned into a grin, and my boner nearly tore through my zipper. "Millie, I am never ever letting go of you." I said. "I know" she said. "Which is why I'll never stop being your dirty little girl!" I kissed her as we walked to the car. I placed my hand in her behind, feeling her poop tail sticking out. It was so hot, I couldn't help but give her a little squeeze. She gave a light yelp, but didn't protest: Millie loves it when I play with her when she's dirty. I loaded our groceries and got in the car. Millie sat down in the passenger seat, smashing her poop down into her underwear, up her crack and into her grundle. "Ahhhhhh" she said contentedly as she sat. "That feels so nice. I almost don't want to change out of this when I get home!" "Then don't! You know I don't mind! I can change you later if you want." "We'll see how I feel!" She said, with a smile on her face. We drove home. Millie absentmindedly played with herself a little as we went. She always was horny after she wet or messed herself. I tried to keep my eyes on the road, but it was hard! I made it a little easier on myself by placing a hand on her crotch. We drove home in absolute bliss. Once we got home, we unloaded the groceries. We were about to settle down for the afternoon, when we heard a banging at the door." "Who could that be?" I said with a start. "I don't know!" Millie said. "But you better answer it because of got shit in my pants! I tried to surprises a laugh, as Millie went to hide around the corner. I opened the door, only to see a pair of familiar faces. "Harper? Taylor? What are you two doing here?" Harper and Taylor are Millie's two step sisters. They shared the same mother, but all had different fathers. Harper is 5'8, with beautiful long brown hair, big butt and average breasts. And Taylor is a but smaller, at 5'4. She has flowing bright red hair with some auburn streaks in it, freckles all around, and a normal sized butt and boobs. When Millie heard me say their names, she burst out from her hiding spot. "Harper?? Taylor?? Oh my gosh what's going on!" Her smile quickly faded, as did mine. Harper and Taylor didn't look happy at all. As a matter of fact, I think they were crying. "Hi guys... Can we come in? Mom is gone, and we have no idea where else to go..." Said Harper. "Oh that bitch!" Millie said angrily. "She just up and left??" Seeing Millie so angry must have struck or cord, because both Harper and Taylor started tearing up again. I stepped in: "Come in, get in here! Gees of course you can be here, please sit down and tell us what happened." Harper and Taylor walked in and sat down on the couch. They looked pretty bad. Harper was dressed in a pretty old, but plain dress that came to her knees. Taylor had on a t shirt and leggings. "Oh it's horrible guys" said Harper. "We woke up this morning and the house was empty! Mom just left. All she left us was a note saying she ran off with another guy, and that she wasn't paying for the house anymore. It was pretty obvious she wasn't coming back, so we packed up as much of our stuff as we could, threw it in the car, and drove here." Millie was seething. "So help me god if I could find her and beat her ass!! I can't believe she did this..." I looked over to the girls, still looking rather forlorn. I looked to Taylor, the younger of the two girls, who hadn't said anything yet. She saw me, and took that as her que to speak up. "We didn't know where to go." She said, quietly. "We have no one else but you Millie. Will you help us?" "Yes absolutely! You can stay here as long as you like and we'll do whatev--" Millie replied. But before we she continued, I had to cut her off. "Woah woah woah. Now, of course you two can stay here as long as you like, of course you're welcome. But this isn't that easy! Taylor, you're still in highschool! We have to call and talk to somebody or the police are going to go looking for you! And Harper, you're 18, I know you graduated. But what are you gonna do? Get a job? Go to college? There's a lot of things we need to figure out here." Now, everyone looked pretty darn sad, and I feel I may have worried people a little too much. Then, quiet Taylor spoke up once more. "Fuck that!" Her cursing surprised me, although not that much considering their situation. "I hate that high school. I'll call whoever I need to, I'll take the GED, I was gonna be a senior anyway. Everyone always build me there anyway..." Taylor and Harper shared a knowing look while she said that last part. I was about to ask why she was bullied, when I looked over at Millie, who was screaming at me with her eyes to not say anything. I wasn't sure why, but I'm sure she would tell me later. So Instead I said: "Ok Taylor that's a good plan. And as for Harper, I'm sorry if I sounded harsh. You two can stay here as long as you need to get back on your feet. You know we love you both!" Taylor and Harper finally broke out into a smile, and all of us stood up at once for a group hug. But in the middle of this big, I noticed a few things strange. For starters, it sounded like I heard something very crinkly underneath Taylors leggings. Did she have a diaper on? And before I could ruminate on that, during our hug my leg was up against harpers legs, which felt... Wet? Did she walk through water? Or pee herself? What was going on here? I looked over at Millie, who I could tell was going through the exact same thought process as me. But before we could say anything, Harper spoke up: "What smells??" We all backed out of the hug. Millie looked at me wide eyed, then at Harper and Millie. But then, it looked like she had an epiphany. "Wait a second... Harper, Taylor, come here a second. She grabbed both their arms and hurried out of the room. I was left standing there, unable to get a word out before they were in the next room, door shut! I say down and waited. It was maybe 10 or 15 minutes, and I was very nervous as to what was happening. Then, they came back out. "Steve, can you come here a second?" Millie said. I walked over to the room, and sat down. Millie spoke: "Steve, there's no easy way to say this, so I'll just say it. Harper and Taylor are like me." "Like you? In what way?" I said, very confused. "You know how I told you about how mom never potty trained me? So I did it myself, unsuccessfully? Well, apparently this runs in the family. Harper never potty trained herself either, and apparently Taylor never quite made it out of diapers." I was astounded. This was a mind blowing revelation, although it made so much sense all at the same time. "Oh. OH!" I said. "Well, that's more that ok! Did you tell them I--" "Yes I did," Millie cut in. "And that we--" Yes I did!" Millie cut in again. I looked over to Taylor and Harper, and Harper spoke up. "When I smelled what I thought I smelled, I couldn't believe it at first. But then when Millie explained, I was relieved! On the way over here, Taylor and I didn't know how we were going to explain to you both that... Well, that we essentially need someone to take care of us. To help us with our bathroom needs..." She said, embarrassed. Taylor then continued: "I kept trying to tell her it wouldn't be a big deal, but she was so nervous. But look how it worked out! Millie has a big old poop in her pants right now!" We all laughed at that, and it seemed to lighten the mood. After our laugh, I continued talking. "So, wow! This is a pretty big moment for everyone then! So... What's the plan?" I said, tentatively. "Well..." Harper spoke up. "We were talking with Millie, and we were hoping that maybe... Maybe you'd take care of us like you take care of her?" She said, expectantly. Now, it was my turn to be confused. I stood up: "Excuse us a moment!" I took Millie into the other room. I shut the door and said: "what exactly is going on here??" Millie said quietly, "Steve, hush! Harper And Taylor are scared. They don't know what to do, where to go, and they took a big step coming here. On top of that, they have no one to take care of them, just like I didn't! So we got to talking and figured, you'd be able to step in and help them out, just like you did for me!" "Oh!" I said. "Well, that's all well and good, but you want me to take care of them how? Like, as a helpful family member? Or their bathroom habits too?" "Everything, Steve. They can't take of themselves. Harper can't make to the bathroom just like me, and she can't change Taylors diapers anymore. They Are just too broken. And they need you to do this for them, just like you do it for me." "Honey, I can do whatever they need me to, no questions asked! But, you realize this is a problem right? I get INSANELY aroused every time I see you wet and mess yourself. And now, you're asking me to do the what I do for you, to two more girls? Take care of them, hold them, change them? What will you do when I inevitably get turned on? What if something happens?" I was getting lost. Millie spoke softly to me. "Let it happen Steve. Their wellbeing is way more important right now. And when you get turned on, that's ok. I love my sister's, they are family. They know you're mine. We'll talk about this more later. But hear this: it is more than ok for you to be turned on." She said the last part to me with a bit of... Eagerness? That was something I need to think about. But, we were gone from the girls too long, so we rushed back outside. "Ok, Harper, Taylor. You two are so very welcome here as long as you need. And, as we now have all discussed, I understand you share Millie's issues of not being able to get to the bathroom on time pretty often. Harper, don't worry. I will be there for you, for whatever you need. And Taylor, we'll get you some more diapers, and I am more than happy to change you whenever you need too." Once I was finished, both Harper and Taylor started crying! Tears of joy though, as I could see them smiling. Millie then started crying too, as they all went in for another hug. I joined in too! A few seconds into this hug, we heard Harper start peeing herself! It spurted out from her dress in full force, hitting the wood floor loudly. "I'm sorry! I couldn't hold it, I'm just so happy!!" "It's more than ok Harper, this is your home now." I said, calmly. Harper and Millie shared a knowing glance, which I nearly missed. I'll have to ask her about that later... We all hugged it out once more, looking forward to fixing up this mess, and to a brighter future!
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