Stanley79 636 Posted November 18, 2020 Share Posted November 18, 2020 Item 1. You’ve won a loyal readership. And you deserve it. Some other writers have returned after a break and gotten one welcome-back type reply. Item 2. You’ve created a fresh cave. Many author’s caves have been cliches. Not yours. I’m not complaining about those other authors. They’re jazz artists – variations on predecessors cave concepts. Not your cave. No déjà vu. Yet it feels plausible. Maybe a small underground stream (not the very recent one) formed it. Maybe a mother wolf or bear excavated for increased protection for her cubs – accidentally connecting it to a small lava tube (not the tube from a lava lamp – oops! Sorry). Or maybe humans intentionally connected two caves to form a larger shelter. So far you’ve left the description (geologically) open enough we can visualize it as we want. Enjoyable and comfortable for me (until a wall turns into a giant Sasquatch – In that case I just might contribute to the underground stream.). Spooky for those who want spooky. Maybe we’ve seen most of the cave. Maybe a ladder in a tree well will lead down to another level. Maybe the future will take the story completely above ground. I’ll wait (impatiently) to find out. Still loving your writing. Big Girl Stacy 1 Quote Link to comment
scinosensation 543 Posted November 22, 2020 Share Posted November 22, 2020 This story is among the best omo related I’ve seen. Period. Big Girl Stacy 1 Quote Link to comment
Night Rain 1,157 Posted March 15, 2021 Share Posted March 15, 2021 Miss this one. Reeve, theyellowsafe and YuriChaosLord 3 Quote Link to comment
Stanley79 636 Posted March 17, 2021 Share Posted March 17, 2021 Oops! Just realized "tree well" might not be widely understood. It's the cylindrical space remaining after a deep volcanic ash fall when a conifer tree dies and gradually rots away. The under-ash section may remain after the exposed section rots and blows down. Then an earth covering forms hiding subterranean section. The subterranean section eventually rots away leaving a hidden vertical shaft like a well. For fiction, assume a few major floods have washed additional ash into a valley floor surrounding the tree. It's an almost plausible device for connecting caves. Quote Link to comment
Big Girl Stacy 926 Posted March 18, 2021 Author Share Posted March 18, 2021 oh no u guys dug up the cringe I posted Xeno_ 1 Quote Link to comment
trekkie 1,098 Posted March 19, 2021 Share Posted March 19, 2021 1 hour ago, BedwetterStacy said: oh no u guys dug up the cringe I posted Yup! More, please! 😁 Clark, Xeno_, Kudamono and 2 others 4 1 Quote Link to comment
OkiF 37 Posted March 19, 2021 Share Posted March 19, 2021 We are excitingly waiting for the continuation of this awesome project. 😁 Kudamono, theyellowsafe and YuriChaosLord 3 Quote Link to comment
YuriChaosLord 201 Posted March 24, 2021 Share Posted March 24, 2021 I want more Shayla's wetting in my life. I really enjoyed this story. Kudamono and Alltheomorashi 2 Quote Link to comment
Kudamono 30 Posted March 25, 2021 Share Posted March 25, 2021 One of the best written stories on this site, I would also love to see it continue! So much potential in May’s deliberate wetting. I would love to see her acting as a bad influence on Shayla and both of them going from pull-ups to real diapers. DiaperedBoy52, theyellowsafe and YuriChaosLord 3 Quote Link to comment
theyellowsafe 57 Posted March 26, 2021 Share Posted March 26, 2021 This isn't cringe! I've really enjoyed this story thus far. If you're able to continue, I'd he very happy. YuriChaosLord 1 Quote Link to comment
DiminishingReturns 275 Posted March 29, 2021 Share Posted March 29, 2021 I'm enjoying it as well and am eagerly awaiting the next story. Its just very interesting, and well written. YuriChaosLord and OkiF 2 Quote Link to comment
Big Girl Stacy 926 Posted April 11, 2021 Author Popular Post Share Posted April 11, 2021 Another short one for the fans! May and Shayla left the scene without so much as a second word. In her soaking wet shorts, may walked along, seeming content with herself. Shayla was feeling the opposite, paranoid about how much she had actually leaked into her padding, finding herself unusually attached to the idea of earning even one sunshine sticker. They walked back to the signpost, this time continuing forward in the general direction of the railway (Shayla and May agreed that the clue was as obviously pointing to the railroad). They walked onward, with May occasionally leaving small drops on the dusty earth below. Shayla tried hard not to look, but felt herself jealous of May’s nonchalance about the matter. After roughly a half a mile of walking through the sunny, open trails, May and Shayla arrived at the entrance of the railway. “I guess this is it.” Shayla said, hesitantly. “Yep.” replied May, reaching into her backpack for more water. “Want some?” Shayla accepted, feeling thirsty and knowing that she should stay hydrated in the sun. The sun was inching further down in the skyline; the flame of the day gave way to the ash of the night. Shayla felt a creeping need to pee begin to rise once again, her bladder beginning to fill to its small capacity. Pulling out the clue before they stepped inside of the dark tunnel, Shayla asked May “what do you think the last three lines mean?” May replied “Probably that we should look for a train station as we walk. On last year’s scavenger hunt, I had to walk pretty far to get to the clues, so we’ll see where this takes us.” Shayla nodded in agreement, took another drink from May’s bottle, then said “OK, I think that makes sense.” As Shayla approached the tunnel, she noticed just how old it was. Held together by some ancient stones and yellowing, cracked concrete, she wondered about when it was last used. It tunneled directly under a mountain, but a light was visible at the other side. Its swooping, curved top made way for ancient trains which once made this place humid and loud. The two of them continued walking for a great distance in silence, the sound of their footsteps eerily echoing throughout the great, round structure above and ahead. Shayla was painfully aware of the loud, crinkling pullup under her clothes. Its constant rustling was now amplified. The sound of a bird chirping almost made Shayla lose control. Once a few minutes had passed, Shayla began to shiver in the cold darkness. Suddenly, the spooky echoing and the faint dripping noises were getting to her. What all did I sign when I filled out that liability waiver? Shayla wondered. “How much longer?” she asked May, partially just to fill the silence. “Well, you can see the end. I don’t know how far it is to the first stop, though.” May replied. “So, this is some kind of ghost town, right?” Shayla inquired. “Will there be anyone there?” “I’m not sure. Depends on if they have clues that point them here, and if the clues led them to the same place at the same time. Overall, could be pretty unlikely. How come?” “Well, I just, you know… don’t want anyone to see what I’m wearing.” Shayla said, blushing. May giggled. “Don’t want someone to check your pamps?” Shayla blushed again. “…yeah…” Her diaper rustled as she shifted uncomfortably in place. “It’ll be fine, I doubt anyone will be there.” May shrugged. “I dunno what you’re worried about, anyway, I’m the one in visibly wet pants.” May and Shayla kept talking in this back-and-forth way until they reached the end of the tunnel. Feeling cold and happy to get back into the sun, Shayla eagerly stepped out. “Can I have some more water?” she asked May. Shayla knew she should keep her fluid intake limited, but found herself very thirsty from walking. “Sure, here you go.” said May with a smile. She handed Shayla their last bottle of water; Shayla proceeded to take several large gulps. May took a small drink herself. “Well, looks like we’re almost there.” May said, pointing forward. They could see in the distance a collection of old wooden buildings, khaki rectangles standing feebly and out-of-place in the heat. “I bet we’ll find a train station there.” Shayla said. “I hope we find a bathroom.” May said slyly and sarcastically. “Otherwise, I’m not sure what I am going to do.” Shayla giggled. Guess you can get away with anything if you just own it. “I hope so, too.” I can’t believe that I already have to pee again. They continued towards the decaying signs of civilization. The sun was gradually sinking in the sky, coloring the world in a pinkish-golden haze. The girls walked another quarter of a mile or so before reaching the train stop. It was western-themed, but in a subtly artificial way. The statues looked recently-made, possibly out of plastic. Old posters and graffiti were scattered against the walls, creating an eerie atmosphere that gave Shayla the creeps. She found her gaze darting around whenever a bird made a noise or when a whispering wind blew through. A leak almost escaped into her pullups when a crow dropped a branch nearby. “Let’s get out of here. What does the clue say?” “It says to go ‘where good ghosts go’”. May offered. “That could be anywhere in this town, it’s really creeping me out.” Shayla said. “Yeah, I’m not sure what this means, either. Let’s just look around. Also, let’s find a place to pee.” May said. “Agreed.” Shayla replied. For my sake, at least. Why is she even waiting? Shayla didn’t want to ask, for fear of seeming too curious. I need to find a tree or something, I don’t want May to watch me. After emerging from the dark, cold train station, May and Shayla walked around the town for a bit. They saw a bank, a general store, and other small businesses. They walked through the city square, on its dusty dirt roads unlabeled by street signs. Did these places even have a water closet inside? Shayla wondered. They wandered behind some of the buildings into some of the wooded areas, happy to have a little bit of shade. “Damn, I’ve got to pee.” May said, emphatically. “It’s not even fun to hold it anymore.” “What do you mean?” Shayla asked. “Well, I don’t want to hold myself like a little girl” May replied, dripping with sarcasm. “That would be undignified.” Suddenly, May wasn’t only dripping with sarcasm. Shayla could tell that she was once again dripping with pee. Initially, May’s small dribbles darkened her already-wet pants once again, glistening as they flowed to the outside of the saturated fabric. She let out a quiet “aaaaahhh” as the relief swept over her and the stream picked up. Her pee flowed slowly and steadily, much more relaxed than last time. It rapidly exited her jean shorts and crept down her thighs, forming droplets and pools below her feet once again. Her legs were slightly parted, allowing Shayla to see every drop that left. This time, May’s pee crept up the front of her jeans as well as cascading down, coating the majority of her faded shorts in wet darkness. “that feels soooo good.” May added, smiling at Shayla. Shayla looked in disbelief, then felt another massive twinge of desperation in her bladder. Ignoring the voice which tempted her to just let go and saturate her padding, Shayla bit her lip and resisted wetting herself. She wanted to look around for somewhere to go, but couldn’t take her eyes off of May’s wet legs. OkiF, xixi, theyellowsafe and 15 others 14 4 Quote Link to comment
OkiF 37 Posted April 12, 2021 Share Posted April 12, 2021 Wooohooo! 🥳 Thank you so much! Big Girl Stacy 1 Quote Link to comment
xixi 167 Posted April 12, 2021 Share Posted April 12, 2021 Masterfully written! Don't know if you intend on actually finishing this piece or just wanted to give your audience a treat, but, either way, thank you for delivering such a great work! Big Girl Stacy 1 Quote Link to comment
trekkie 1,098 Posted April 12, 2021 Share Posted April 12, 2021 Thank you so much for this! Big Girl Stacy 1 Quote Link to comment
YuriChaosLord 201 Posted April 12, 2021 Share Posted April 12, 2021 Thank you for writting this. ❤ I hope Shayla will wet herself in next chapter. 🤭😏 Big Girl Stacy and The Dark Wolf 2 Quote Link to comment
Stanley79 636 Posted April 13, 2021 Share Posted April 13, 2021 Great! A ghost town -- good place for supposedly unobserved wetting. Looking forward to more. Big Girl Stacy 1 Quote Link to comment
theyellowsafe 57 Posted April 13, 2021 Share Posted April 13, 2021 Loved this chapter! I really hope you'll continue this story - it's the best one I've read in a long while. It really seems like May has dropped all pretense and is openly sharing her fetish with Shayla. I'm curious to see how Shayla responds. She seems jealous of May's nonchalance and seems tempted to wet herself at the end there. I wonder what she will do. Big Girl Stacy 1 Quote Link to comment
Incontsecret 56 Posted April 14, 2021 Share Posted April 14, 2021 So happy to see this continue! Though as much as I (and many others) love this story, I do hope you’re enjoying the writing process and not just “sticking it out” because us fans are desperate (pun intended) for more. Quote Link to comment
Big Girl Stacy 926 Posted April 14, 2021 Author Popular Post Share Posted April 14, 2021 Thanks again for your support everyone! I'm finally getting back into writing this and it feels good. Discreetly crossing her legs, Shayla said “I can’t believe you just…” she paused. “Just…” I can’t just piss myself. Shayla thought to herself, unconvincingly. “Just went pee in my pants? I can believe it.” May replied. “Soooo, are you gonna look for somewhere to go? You look like you might need to use your pamps.” Shayla blushed, having hoped that she didn’t seem so obvious with her need. My pamps? I guess I do sort of wear pampers. “Let’s look around for what the clue meant”, Shayla said as she looked into a distant field. Her need to pee was quite bad, and she also looked for somewhere to pee. “Wait, what about that?” In the corner of town was a small church. Its stained glass windows were long gone, it balanced worryingly on its side, and it appeared to have been vacant for a long time. Hesitant to approach closer, Shayla moved toward it, inches at a time. To her, it seemed oddly foreboding. May took the opportunity to mock her cowardice. “Boo!” she shouted. “Eeep!” Shayla yelled, genuinely startled. Already spooked from the creepy, abandoned atmosphere, Shayla leaked just a few dribbles, prompting her to take immediate action to relieve herself. Feeling a wild increase in her urge to pee, Shayla darted off towards the nearest tree. “Nature calls!” she heard May giggle as she sped off. May followed her slowly, standing on the other side of the tree from Shayla. In her exertion due to running, Shayla let loose another few alarming dribbles, exhaling a bated curse for each one. Once again, she pulled down her pants and exposed her pullup, then pulled that out of the way as well. Leaning slightly against the tree, she slid her pullup out of the splash zone before letting loose. Clear pee cascaded from her body, hissing as it rushed out and pooled on the ground below. She even had to shift her feet to spare her shoes a soggy fate. Pee damped and tamped down on the earth below as Shayla let out a sign of tangible relief. “That good, huh?” May commented mischievously. Shayla blushed a little bit, but felt the relief wash over her. “Yeah, that’s about what I felt, too. I just didn’t have to go anywhere and it was warmer.” May snickered. “You really ran off, didn’t you?” Finishing her blissful pee, Shayla began shuffling around and getting her clothes back on. “Yeah… it was nice.” “You didn’t have to sprint off, you know.” May replied. “I just didn’t want to… pee myself again.” Shayla sighed. “I was tempted, though.” “Everyone has accidents sometimes.” May said, sarcastically. Her shorts were no longer glistening with fresh pee, but were thoroughly dark as her wet stain had finally settled. “Let’s head towards that church and see what’s up.” Shayla said quickly, trying to change the topic of conversation. The girls walked the length of the field slowly; it was covered in a thick blanket of thistles, dandelions, and wild grass which glistened in the sun. Reaching the front of the church, they noticed something odd. The top of the building boasted a strange symbol in place of a cross. It resembled the letter d, but with a strike through its stem: đ What kind of church is this? Before Shayla went thought the intimidating, burgeoning doors, she decided to look around the back and figure out what was behind the church. She had spotted something sticking up out of the cluttered weeds and brambles. Upon further inspection, they were an orderly collection of headstones, arranged in square rows. Though many had fallen or been severely eroded by the forces of time, Shayla could make out that some had writing on them. What the writing said was completely indeterminate. What looked like words flowed from circles etched into the centers of the stones, flowing outwards from the single point. “Come look at this!” She said to May, who was inspecting something standing at the back of the building. May came over quickly, inspecting the gravestone that Shayla was looking at. Equally flummoxed, neither of them knew what the stone could possibly have said, let alone which way to read it. “What the hell?” Asked May. If Shayla wasn’t creeped out before, she was now. The bizarre writing, the graveyard, everything was getting to her on that eerie, silent field. What have I gotten myself into? “Well, this is a graveyard. It’s where the good ghosts go. Let’s keep looking, maybe we’ll find the clue.” “Yeah, it might be around here somewhere. What else did the clue say?” Shayla rummaged through May’s backpack and found the paper containing the information. “The second column, the zeroth row. Maybe that tells us which one to look at.” “Maybe.” replied May. “But let’s find it fast and get out of here. Not just because someone might have found all of their clues first. Let’s just get out of here.” Shayla silently agreed, giving May a solemn nod of agreement. “At least we didn’t piss on it.” Shayla laughed. May laughed too, quieter than usual. pickle313, ARCT3CH, TheOwl and 7 others 10 Quote Link to comment
Night Rain 1,157 Posted April 15, 2021 Share Posted April 15, 2021 Was kinda hoping Shayla wouldn't make it. Big Girl Stacy and Alltheomorashi 1 1 Quote Link to comment
YuriChaosLord 201 Posted April 15, 2021 Share Posted April 15, 2021 (edited) Awww, I was hoping Shayla will have an accident... Edited April 15, 2021 by JuliusSlouchy (see edit history) Big Girl Stacy and Alltheomorashi 1 1 Quote Link to comment
trekkie 1,098 Posted April 15, 2021 Share Posted April 15, 2021 It's awesome to see you're back at this! I never thought it'd continue. You do have something wonderful here. Big Girl Stacy and theyellowsafe 2 Quote Link to comment
theyellowsafe 57 Posted April 15, 2021 Share Posted April 15, 2021 I'm glad you're getting back into writing this story! It feels good to be reading these chapters again :). Great chapter, by the way. I love that Shayla admitted she was tempted to wet herself. With how casual May is about it, I feel like Shayla's temptation will win out at some point and she'll try out wetting herself intentionally. Very excited to see what's in store - and not just for more accidents. This scavenger hunt and the story as a whole has me interested in the characters. It all makes for a very enjoyable read. Speaking of the other characters, I wonder if anyone else has had an accident during this scavenger hunt? And with Shayla dribbling a bunch and May outright wetting herself, I wonder if either will be discovered. trekkie and Big Girl Stacy 1 1 Quote Link to comment
xixi 167 Posted April 16, 2021 Share Posted April 16, 2021 On 4/14/2021 at 7:32 PM, BedwetterStacy said: I'm finally getting back into writing this and it feels good. It shows your motivation by how well written this chapter is. Great work! I really appreciated that Shayla didn't wet herself (at least not completely): unpredictability is nice and it really made sense in the context. Also May's commentary is on point! theyellowsafe 1 Quote Link to comment
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