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  1. This person doesn't accept my requests or messages. Can someone pls try it and upload it here? Thank you. This screenshot is from a thisvid account and I can't access the private video. Apparently, this video is about laxatives on a business meeting or something like that (not exactly sure). And I have no idea what the code and title of the video is. If anyone knows the video code and title, please provide it here. I would be a big help. https://thisvid.com/videos/a01aacbad8708514afe6f17feb1f9f3f/ I posted this in another post also, check it out for more details: omorashi.org/topic/96222-any-jav-experts-here-know-what-the-code-of-this-video/#comment-2140831 THANK YOU!
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    I was looking thru twitter and found this great account with this nice free messing video! Here is the account if you want to follow: Dirtydiaperprincess 18+ Only. (@lilcgfetishist) / Twitter I hope she makes more stuff!
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  3. Version 1.0.0

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    Support the developers here. The two save files are from King12345678, the uploader of the raw game. Dialogs and choices should be translated and other game-breaking texts are not. Needs Japanese locale to run. Locale.Emulator.2.5.0.1.zip Belka, a female swordfighter who received a request for escort from the main character On the island of Julilla, where she went, she was swayed by her stomach upset ... It's an RPG type game 【Precautions】 * There is no avoidance route with direct excretion expression. [Branch] None One ending Game Over with boss battle annihilation * Since it is created with Udita, it is for PC only. Please check the basic operation with the trial version. Illustration cooperation Mr. Ura Idea, test cooperation Mr. Meat Mr. Okoze Hayakawa Raw:
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  4. Messing In Cushies View File From a know creator in the community Submitter A-State-Of-Dec Submitted 12/16/2023 Category Female AB/DL Messing  
  5. Juliet had just arrived at the subway station. She felt her stomach a little upset. And it was something she was looking forward to. She hadn't defecated in the last two days, she'd only managed to empty her bladder. She even tried to go before she got off work, but she didn't make it and gave up, thinking that, perhaps, when she got home she would finally feel like having a bowel movement. But she had been wrong. When she was a couple of streets away from getting to the subway station, she felt a urge to shit, and she was already too far from her place of work, so she thought of using the ones at the subway station. When she arrived, she desperately searched for a sign indicating where the bathroom was, but there seemed to be no sign of one. She thought maybe it was because she wasn't in the right place and decided to switch places, going into a hallway that seemed quite clear. As she entered the hallway, her need diminished. She didn't feel so urgent anymore, but she didn't want to risk that she would suddenly feel like she was going to shit herself on the subway, especially since it was quite a walk home. So she decided to keep moving forward and avoid an embarrassing moment on the subway. However, Juliet felt a faint chill the moment she stepped into the hallway. She kept going and saw a man pass by her. She didn't think much of it and just kept walking, as she didn't see any toilets nearby. As she turned around, she noticed a sign that said exit 0. Juliet felt something strange inside her, and not just because her bowels were churning and trying to give her a hard time. It was something different, Juliet felt something was wrong, but her need made her ignore that feeling and keep moving forward. Turning around, she found the same corridor and the same man. Juliet felt tense and seriously considered going back and risking an embarrassing moment, for she felt that she was going nowhere and the subway would soon arrive. However, when Juliet had turned around to go back to the station, she felt the urge to shit again, but much worse than before, and for a moment she thought she would shit herself. She squeezed her buttocks and sphincter and used her hand to help prevent the accident. She let out a sigh, relieved that it was over, but that was just a warning of what would happen if she didn't find a bathroom soon. Juliet knew that her ability to hold on, especially the urge to defecate, was a little vague, and even more so if it was diarrhea, which she begged it wasn't that. So, having a faint hope of finding a bathroom, she kept walking. Again a sign that said exit 0, a corridor exactly the same as the previous one, a man passing by her slowly and, again, no sign of a bathroom. But Juliet wasn't going to give up, if she came back she would have a very public accident, but those corridors seemed desolate, and although that didn't really reassure her, it made her feel that, if she failed, no one would see her. She kept walking, feeling that strange feeling of uneasiness and discomfort again. This time, there was something different, the sign didn't say exit 0, but exit 1. Juliet kept walking, but stopped in her tracks. This time the man was not alone, there was another man next to him, and they were both standing in the middle of the corridor. Juliet wanted to keep going, but something inside her was screaming for her to come back. She didn't know it, but something about these two men made her feel insecure and distrustful. She turned around, right where she had entered, and noticed something strange. Instead of finding the signposted hallway she had just passed through, she saw a sign that read exit 2. Before Juliet could analyze the situation, her bowels went back to their strides. Juliet gritted her teeth as did her buttocks. She held his stomach and hunched over in pain, gasped and brought a hand to his butt, pressing hard. Again, Juliet managed to ease the urgency a bit, but she still felt something pressing against her anus. "I need to find a bathroom soon" she though. She made her way down the hall. This time she didn't notice anything and moved forward. Exit 3. Again she kept walking without paying attention to anything, her bowels felt too full and she wasn't sure how long he would take. Exit 4. Exit 5. Juliet kept walking, but stopped when the lights went out. The hallway remained the same, so Juliet kept walking in the darkness. When the lights came back, Juliet's heart sank at the sight of a sign that read exit 0. "What?! But I was at exit 5, how is this possible?! " She thought desperately. Catching a good look at the sign, Juliet noticed another one next to it. The sign said that in order to leave, she had to get to exit 8. That she shouldn't stare at the anomalies for long. That if he saw any anomaly he should turn back, and if he did not see any that he should continue to advance and not return. Juliet was confused until she realized everything, and she tensed up too much. She had been so close, if only she had turned around when the lights went out, she would be farther away. But it was time to do it all over again, and she wasn't sure if her anus would stay closed until then. But apparently, she had no choice. Juliet made it to exit 3 without any unforeseen events. But when she saw the man, she noticed something on his face, something strange. Juliet turned around and ran, she knew that strange change in the man's face was not normal. And she was right. As she turned around, she saw that the sign said exit 4. However, Juliet's mild relief disappeared when a fart escaped from her anus. Oh, the farts, a sign that her poop was really close. Juliet tried to walk, but several farts came out of her uncontrollably. Even though there was no one there, she felt embarrassed for not controlling her bowels and allowing so many farts to come out like that, horribly stinking the place. "I really need to hurry" she thought, moving into the next hallway. Exit 5. Exit 6. Juliet was beginning to despair. She was too close to finally getting out of that infinite loop, but her body had other plans and refused to wait any longer. A thunderous fart was just what her poop needed to get out. "No, no, no, please no, wait, please, I'm so close" she though. But her body refused to listen to her. Juliet, very embarrassed, went into a corner, unbuttoned her pants and pulled them down next to her panties, and bent down to let out her load. Juliet pushed to get out the hard dough that was having trouble coming out. But at some point it seemed to get stuck, no matter how hard she pushed, her huge poop had stuck. Although she hated the idea, she was forced to use her hands to spread her buttocks apart and push harder. That seemed to work, as her poop started moving around again until it came out. Juliet breathed a sigh of relief. She didn't have anything to clean herself with, so she had no choice but to pull up her panties and pants and leave as she was. Looking at her disaster, she was dumbfounded. There was a huge poop snake. Juliet couldn't believe that something huge had been inside her However, she still felt a bit of weight in her intestines. But she thought she would make it to the exit, so she kept going. At Exit 7, Juliet paused for a moment. Her intestines were twisting, and whatever was inside them was moving too fast for her liking. In a matter of seconds, Juliet felt that urgent need again. She again considered crouching down and relieving herself on the ground, but as she was about to do so, a creature came out of the wall and ran towards her. Juliet, terrified, turned around and ran as fast as she could. She stopped when she finally saw a sign that said exit 8. "I made it, I..." She felt a small sticky weight on her panties. Scared and fearing the worst, she put a hand to her ass, confirming what she already feared. She had shit on herself. She still felt her intestines full, so she knew she hadn't unloaded everything on her panties, but still, it was humiliating for her to know that she had literally shit in fear. "One more, you can Juliet" she tried to motivate herself to continue. She made her way down the hall. Nothing unusual. But she felt her anus opening again. Juliet hugged her stomach and leaned against the wall, breathing heavily and squeezing her sphincter as hard as she could. She was in a cold sweat and her legs were shaking. She was so, so close, she just had to walk a little further and she would finally get out of that nightmare. She took a step, her ass letting out an overly stinky fart. A couple of steps, her stomach hurt horribly. Almost reaching the corner, her anus released a small charge, which for her was impossible to stop. Her body froze and tensed when she saw a sign that said exit 8, again. Juliet didn't understand, It was supposed to there was supposed to be something there to take her to the exit, but not that sign. A new movement in her bowels made her squirm. She was seriously having a hard time. She was so close and at the same time so far from relief. She grunted, and her whole body tensed. A shiver ran through her. Juliet wasn't going to give up being so far away, so, at a very slow pace, she moved forward, looking at the details, as she didn't want to repeat that whole torturous cycle again. She felt like her intestines were about to explode. But she knew it was close, she just had to turn around and... Exit 8. Again. Juliet wanted to cry at that moment. She was making a superhuman effort to hold what was left in her intestines, and the universe wasn't helping her in the slightest, on the contrary, it seemed to mock her. Jessica made one last effort, praying to all the gods that this would be the last corridor she had to walk. With each step she took, a fart, wetter and stinkier than the previous one came out. Juliet stopped in the middle of the hall and bent down, she couldn't take the pressure anymore. Her legs felt weak and she was sweating too much. She felt like she couldn't go on any longer. But she had to. She stood up and continued walking at too slow a pace, her thighs and buttocks too tight. Feeling like something was threatening to pop out of her anus. She was only a few steps away, she just had to turn around and her torture would be over. To her great relief, she saw some stairs. Without a second thought, Juliet ran to the stairs, but before she could even climb a step, her body gave way. "No, no, no, no!" Juliet tried to unbutton her pants, but she was so desperate, nervous, and anxious that she had a hard time letting go of the button, as her panties grew fuller and fuller. When she finally let go of the button and zipper, she pulled down her pants and panties. She heard her poop fall violently and hit the ground. She moaned and gasped, the pain in her anus was horrible, poop gushing out along with a flurry of farts. After a couple of minutes, Juliet felt her bowels completely empty. She breathed a sigh of relief, but as she remembered where she was and where she was going, her cheeks turned red. Even though her pants were dark, that wouldn't take away the stench and he had to ride on a crowded transport. On top of that, by having dirty panties, the dirty feeling on her butt wouldn't go away and make her way much more uncomfortable. And there wasn't anything she could clean herself with, either. She took a deep breath and looked up as she pulled up her pants and panties. If that was really the way out, she would have a chance to find the actual bathroom. There she would clean herself up and, unfortunately, she would have to throw away her panties. Even though her pants were a little stained, the stench of this one wouldn't be as strong. Yes, that was a good plan. With that in mind, Juliet took a deep breath and walked upstairs, hoping to find a bathroom this time.
  6. Here's something new I've been working on. A more innocent and relatively lighthearted story, while still having lots of fear accidents. Hope you enjoy! “Run! Run!!” Valery screamed to her friend. It took all of her willpower to wait a second and ensure Morgan had begun to flee, before starting her own flight. An arrow whistled through the air, sailing just by Valery’s ear before embedding itself into the dirt road. Behind the pair, the vicious snarling and howling of a pack of gnolls filled the air, along with a light hail of arrows and thrown spears. Valery heard a metallic clang, and felt something strike the back of her breastplate. She gasped sharply, fearing the worst, but when she didn’t fall over dead, she figured her armor must’ve actually saved her. She blinked away tears, and choked back the bile in her throat, concentrating only on outrunning the gnolls. Beside her, the young mage was clearly struggling to keep up. Morgan was never particularly fit, and as terrible as this little exercise was to Valery, she knew it must’ve been ten times worse on Morgan. Additionally, Morgan had no armor, meaning when one of these arrows hit the target, Morgan was a goner. Valery quietly cursed the fact that she was the only one of them with any protection, “Do not stop running, no matter what!” It seemed like Morgan needed no convincing, but Valery slowed her own pace down, until she was just behind the mage. Though it was hardly what she wanted to focus on, the sudden foul smell she detected as soon as she was behind her friend was difficult to ignore. She could hardly blame her, though; there weren’t many good reasons to soil yourself, but this was absolutely one of them. She lifted her shield arm up, high enough to cover her own head and Morgan’s back. Sure enough, something slammed into it, and then something even heavier impacted the shield, nearly knocking the young fighter over. She quietly pushed away the mental images of what would’ve happened if she hadn’t moved to intercept the shots. Morgan stumbled a little. Her thin arms weren’t pumping energetically as she ran, more flailing wildly. Her rapid footsteps became uneven. Exhaustion was taking her, and in just a couple of moments, she would collapse. Valery’s muscles screamed in agony, as well. Another howl sundered the air, hurting her ears, but this one sounded distant. Strangely, what followed was quiet. The snarling had stopped. There wasn’t much time to think about the implications of it, as Morgan finally crumpled to the ground with a groan and a whimper. Out of options, Valery spun around, shield and sword ready. She would have to stand her ground and hope for a miracle. Except… it looked as though the miracle had already come. The gnolls were backing off, their terrifying hyena-like faces disappearing into the brush. Many of them still looked at the women, mouths watering and fangs bared, yet they still retreated. It finally dawned on her that the great howl a second ago was a command of sorts. Some sort of gnoll alpha had called them back. For what reason, she couldn’t even begin to guess, but it was exactly the miracle she needed. Valery fell down to the ground, landing on her rear, and panting heavily. She muttered prayer after prayer to the gods, thanking them for sparing the two. At some point during the ordeal, her hair tie had come loose, and her platinum blonde hair now hung messily down to her shoulders, and in her face. Her clothes were ripped and torn all over. Her brown pants (which she supposed would’ve been of more use to Morgan) were mostly undamaged, but her green tunic was falling apart, save for the bits covered by her cheap breastplate. Once she’d finally caught her breath, and the unpleasant odor of her friend’s accident had become intolerable, she got to her feet to check on the unconscious mage. Morgan had fainted, and showed no signs of stirring. Despite the terror and mortal peril they’d just endured, the dark-skinned mage looked more like she was sleeping soundly, without a care in the world. Her long black hair had a bunch of leaves in it, and she needed to change her underwear, but otherwise she looked downright peaceful. Her blue robes covered her accident pretty well, too. When enough of her strength had returned, Valery scooped up her best friend, and continued their trek to the town of Far Haven. Though it was a comment she planned to keep to herself, she had to admit that Morgan was heavier than she looked, and she had to keep herself going by either convincing herself that it was just exercise, or else imagining what would happen if the gnolls returned. After some time, her legs were about to give out, and she had no choice but to find a place to rest. She settled upon a small clearing in the trees, just off the road. She set down her friend, then made sure to lay her magic staff and backpack down beside her. Valery carefully set her own equipment down, and then proceeded to collapse face first onto the ground. She savored every second of the nothingness; no monsters, no running, no imminent death. It was bliss. She wasn’t sure how much time had passed when Morgan finally began to awake. Valery got to her feet quickly, to make sure her friend was unharmed. “Mmmmm, Val?” She groaned in a timid, trepidacious voice. “I’m here,” She crouched next to her, “Don’t worry, it’s over, we’re safe.” “We are?” The mage sounded incredulous, “How? What happened?” “You fainted. I covered you, and then the gnolls just left. It was nothing short of a miracle… ” Morgan reached a hand over and clasped her shoulder, “Don’t be modest. You saved my life, didn’t you?” She was asking a question, but the look of gratitude and admiration on her face made it clear she already knew the answer. “W-well, I mean… ” Valery stammered out, blushing, “Maybe a little.” “Thank you, Val,” Morgan leaned forward, and wrapped her arms around her. After everything the day had thrown at them, the hug was almost too much, and Valery felt tears threatening to emerge. Once the hug ended, and Morgan fully sat upright, her smile vanished instantly. “Oh, um. Oh no… ” “What’s wrong?” The mage seemed to shrink in embarrassment, wiggling her thighs gently, “Ummm, It’s just… I think I may have, uh, messed my pants.” Oh right. Forgot about that, Valery thought, That lovely, tender moment… interrupted by messy panties... Blushing from the sympathetic, secondhand humiliation she felt, the fighter averted her eyes and said, “Oh, yeah, I think that you did. Um, I think it happened while you were passed out, and you know, I’ve heard that it’s pretty common for people to do that when they faint. So don’t even worry about it!” She figured that the accident would seem less embarrassing if it had happened while she was unconscious, rather than while she was fleeing in horror. A little white lie to maybe make her friend feel better. Morgan still looked distraught, and more than a little ashamed at herself. “I didn’t help in the fight at all, I passed out, and then I pooped myself while you carried me to safety… I’m sorry… ” “Hey now,” Valery responded with a gentle voice, “It was a bad day. If I’d had anything to eat or drink beforehand, you better believe I’d need a change of pants, too. Besides, there wasn’t much of a ‘fight,’ remember? I was running, too.” The mage once again looked at her with gratitude. It made her heart flutter. Valery was pretty sure that Morgan didn’t know about her preference for women, rather than men; and was thus sure that her feelings for her closest friend were known only to herself. When Morgan collapsed, the only thing she felt was the urge to protect her, no matter the cost. When she… soiled herself, she felt sympathy for her, not disgust. “We still have our pack, right?” The mage asked, as she gingerly stood in an attempt to not agitate her mess any further. “I believe I packed some spare underwear.” “Yeah,” she turned and opened the pack, but her search was interrupted. “Ah! Valery!” Morgan shouted, hands covering her mouth. “What?! What?!” In reply, Morgan stepped behind her, and gripped… something. She jerked on her armor, then walked back around to her front. “Did you not notice this?!” She was holding an arrow, which had been lodged in the back of her chestplate for hours. Valery could only laugh an empty, exhausted laugh. ---------------------------------------------------------- Not much later, Morgan washed herself off in a nearby river, while Valery waited close by. She wasn’t close enough to stare, but close enough to hear if anything went wrong. As she waited for the mage to finish up, she reflected on the last few days. Contract work for adventurers was drying up all the time, the two had been working with dwindling coin reserves for months. At last, there’d been a ray of hope in the distant town of Far Haven, established across a long stretch of unexplored wilderness, teeming with beasts. The town was meant to serve as the first of many settlements in uncharted territory, but was almost immediately overwhelmed by the monsters surrounding it. And so, back by the treasuries of a dozen interested kingdoms, they put out a call for adventurers, warriors, wizards, and everyone else to journey there, and deal with the threats. They promised more contract work than anyone had ever seen. Of course, they’d also promised that the trip there would be safe, and that went poorly to say the least. But still, it was their best hope to make a living. With night nearly upon them, Valery wanted to at least make it out of the woods before they stopped to camp. As soon as Morgan finished cleaning herself up, it would be time to get a move on.
  7. Hey all, I just wanted to let you know that Littleington University, which is an ABDL RPG with a lot of polish, just had its final update about a week ago. It's a turn based RPG where your character is admitted to a university on an island that has had a lot of paranormal activity, and a lot of the students have mysteriously started wetting the bed. There's a good amount of character customization, and you unlock additional hairstyles and outfits throughout the game. Combat is pretty solid, you have a rock/paper/scissors mechanic for your attacks. There is wetting and messing, but you can turn off messing through a setting at the beginning of the game. There are also some aspects of ageplay, with outfits and furniture that you can purchase that are more babyish than what you get at the start. You can unlock the game's itch.io page by pledging to the creator's Patreon at https://www.patreon.com/ABDLCheeks. I know that a couple of the earlier builds of the game are available for download here, but I genuinely think that this game is worth the $5 needed to play it. This is a project that clearly has had a lot of time and effort put behind it, so we should support that.
  8. I have several instances where friends have shared their pooping accident stories. It is interesting how these topics come up but usually it is around eating bad or bowel stimulating or just being in a situation where their normal poop routine is disrupted. This story is about a friend who had broken her ankle and was on pain killers which had been messing with her regularity. We will call her Lily. Lily is about 5'9 150 lbs, blonde, athletic build with great butt and B cups. Her face looks like a mix between Claire Danes and Jennifer Lawrence. She is attractive but she doesn't think so. She is pretty shy. We have been friends since high school. We are both in our late 30s. She has always been very open with me. Lily and I were having a conversation about her injury and how recovery was going. She said the physical therapy was going well and had made significant progress. She said that there were still movements that were really painful so she kept on her meds. I asked her what she was taking and she said she was an opioid painkiller that was fairly strong and helped her get through the worst of the pain. She brought up, unsolicited, they make her feel bloated though. I replied that I had heard the side effects on commercials that constipation is a real problem with opioids. She said that has been an issue as well. I asked her if she had taken anything to help with that and she said she hadn't because it has taken care of itself when her body shifts gears. I said that isn't an issue as long as you aren't too far from a bathroom. She turned beet red and said with her crutches, it has made it more interesting for sure. I asked her why she was blushing. She said it was embarrassing but she has a few very close calls and one where she didn't make it. I was floored. She couldn't even look at me. I told it was okay and that it has happened to the best of us and gave her a hug. I asked how exactly it happened. She said she got up from her nap and was fumbling with her crutches because she was already starting to go. She said the hard poop was already touching her underwear. She hobbled her way to the bathroom and got right in front of the toilet. She had to lay her crutches down and as she did he bowels gave push. She said it was a crazy moment because it felt like slow motion as she pulled her leggings down and nearly fell backwards on the toilet. She caught herself on the sink and with her leggings at her knees and her panties still up, her clenched butt gave up. She said she felt her underwear becoming a tent over the completely solid. She said it was equal parts gross, embarrassing, and relieving. She said she was hovering over the toilet with her underwear pooping. She said it felt like several soda cans all stuck together coming out. She said she was stuck frozen and couldn't pull her underwear down. She said it felt like 10 mins before she was done but that it was probably only a minute max. She could see her full panties in the mirror and was awestruck by how much poop was in her panties. She eventually snapped out of the experience and was able to get her underwear off. She said she couldn't dump it in the toilet because it would never flush so she dumped it in the bathroom trash can. She cleaned up which she said wasn't bad because it was so solid. She said she still has those panties and is reminded of her accident every time she puts them on. She said she has reflected on her accident and said while it was kind awful in the moment, she said the relief was nice after not going for a week. She also said that if she was in that situation again, she might just go on purpose because it wasn't that bad. She said he hasn't had any accidents since but has had many close calls especially after her workouts. She said had it not been for her having to use crutches, she would have made it. Does anyone else have any stories about injuries hindering their ability to make it to a bathroom on time?
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  10. Hey guys, I've never posted about any of the naughty omo things I've done before. For whatever reason, I really wanted to share this one. I've spent a lot of time reading stories and experiences on here for about ten years now. I hope someone enjoys reading about my naughty doings. So last night I went out to a local restaurant and had some beers and vodka and a tasty burger for dinner. This morning, after breakfast, I start to feel the need to shit coming on strong. With one of my roommates out with his girlfriend, and the other holed up in his room, I found a decent opportunity that I don't always have. I love messing tight briefs. I feel so naughty wearing tight undies and holding my mess until it wants to push itself out. Often I'll don them while alone, wearing nothing but a skimpy bit of underwear, and endure the feeling of needing to shit for as long as I feel like it. I love the cramping feeling, the urge to bend over and hold it back, clenching my cheeks and wondering how many more rounds of my body pushing against my will I can take. I haven't ever had a real messy accident I couldn't hold on to; I usually hold on until I feel like finally letting it out. This time was no exception. About 30 minutes ago, I fished a well-worn and quite smelly pair of all-black briefs from my laundry bin and slipped them on. They reeked of ass sweat. I enjoy the smell of fresh sweat from my ass and balls usually, but this stuff had sat for a while and become truly rank. I figured it didn't matter considering what I was about to do to them. Wearing these and a pair of white socks, I sat at my computer and enjoyed the feeling of a full bottom. I played an omorashi game I had found a while ago and forgot was on my computer called "Lemonade Game." It's a simple browser-run game in the style of Cookie Clicker. As I clicked the button to fill the girl's bladder, I felt myself feeling the urge to pee as well. Upon filling her bladder to the max, she peed and made a cup of "Lemonade" which I could use to buy sodas, coffees, and even more girls to make more "Lemonade." After a few minutes of this, I decided to leak a little pee into my dirty, black briefs. My little flaccid cock was bunched up in the front and made quite a big wet spot that wasn't visible due to the black fabric. It did, however, leave a growing wet spot on my computer chair. This was really hot for me, but since I have no way of really cleaning a huge pee stain on my chair, and I'm not the only one who uses this chair, I had to find another way to wet. My urge to poop was lying dormant at the time, but I knew it wouldn't be long until it came knocking again, too. I made my way to the bathroom I (thankfully) have attached to my bedroom. I contemplated using a towel to wet or peeing in my shower, but since I have roommates that would make doing laundry of this nature difficult, I decided to just sit upon my toilet and let out my warm pee all at once. There's not much like the feeling of warm piss gushing from my cock, all tightly bound up in these small briefs, and totally soaking the fabric on my ass and balls. Usually I stick my hands in the stream to get a good sniff, even a lick, of the piss, but not this time. After letting go of my bladder, I felt the call of my poop again and decided it was time. After admiring my wet undies, I unceremoniously squatted in my bathroom and gave the slightest push on my bowels. Within a second a mass of incredibly warm, sticky mess squelched its way into my tight undies. Like a little boy, I squatted right in front of my toilet and totally shat my pants. It was so mushy ❤️ I realized right away that these briefs were ruined beyond saving. This mess was really soft and creamy, and pawing at it with my dirty hands saw the mess sneak its way all up my ass crack and onto my balls. The sensation of hot mess sticking to my butthole and mushing around like soft ice cream was amazing. I couldn't help but dig my hands in there for a few minutes, pull the undies up in a wedgie to cake it into my crack, and clench my prominent cheeks around it before sitting on my toilet lid to really smush it around. I rocked back and forth on it for a minute or so while flicking my sensitive nipples to feel the electricity of it all. I felt like such a naughty little boy sitting in my mess and enjoying every bit of it. The whole bathroom smelled like a porta-potty 😵 Good thing I bought wipes for this exact occasion. Cleaning up wasn't that bad, although I can still smell a tinge of poop on my fingers. It doesn't seem to go away for hours no matter how many times I wash my hands. I bagged up my destroyed black undies with the other trash I had in my room for easy disposal. I'm now down to two briefs left from a pack of six. I'm sure you can guess what happened to the rest. 😛 I don't think I'll ever understand why this sort of thing excites me so. I'm sure a lot of people here can relate. I hope you enjoyed my little story.
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  14. Well, before we start I want to clarify that this interactive story is more inclined to messing than wetting, so if you don't like this type of content, there's a button to go back. With that out of the way, let's get started. -------------------------------------- Nicole is a twenty-year-old girl, she has long, wavy black hair, blue eyes and a body that is not very bulky, but quite nice. Nicole is in the last week of the semester in her college career. That means it's final exam week. However, Nicole's day was already doing poorly, and the classes hadn't even started. Her alarm didn't go off and she got up thirty minutes late. She got up running to make herself a quick breakfast. She lived alone, so there was no one to make her breakfast, and since she didn't have time, she put the leftovers from the previous night's dinner, which were spicy wings, to heat. Yes, Nicole knew it wasn't the best breakfast, but she had forgotten to buy something for her breakfast the day before and there was nothing else in her fridge. She ate the warmed wings quickly. She didn't even bother to wash the dish, but immediately went to the bathroom to take a quick shower. As she came out of the bathroom, she looked at her clothing choices, trying to pick out what would fit best. What should Nicole wear? A. A white strapless dress, a jacket and boots. B. A sleeveless blouse, shorts and sandals. C. A pink long-sleeved sweater, a white pleated skirt, pantyhose, and boots. D. A long-sleeved blouse, blue jeans and sneakers. E. Overalls, a sweater and sneakers. -------------------------------------- Nicole's status: Bladder: 75% Intestines: 25%
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  16. My ex and I remained close friends after she moved away. She knew I was into messing and but never wanted to try and I was fine with that. Very cute dirty blonde with c cups and a big fit ass (personal trainer). One evening we're chatting on the phone, she's telling me about her day while I'm doing things around the house. At one point I cut her off, letting her know I needed to use the restroom and would call her back in a few minutes. This caused her to let me know that she was actually desperate at the moment, finishing up shopping at the store and was envious that I could go. "Why don't you just go at the store?" "Well I have to take a shit and I don't want to use the gross public restroom." "Oh okay I'm sorry, are you gonna make it home?" "Yes I'm gonna make it home you perve, just go use the bathroom and call me back". Both of us laughed and I hung up. Calling her back ten minutes later she was almost home. "Still gonna make it home? I said in an amused tone She laughed "How did I know that's what you were going to ask?" "You know me that's all" "Well I'm pulling into the driveway now but definitely have to change, no way I don't have skid marks down there." We both laughed again "How did you get so desperate?" "Ate a lot yesterday and been running around all day. usually I can get by without using public restrooms just fine, but this is bad, I really gotta go." At this point my omo brain was spinning and trying to decide if I should shoot my shot. "Well you're close to feeling a lot better." "Yeah I have been holding it all day, I can't wait." "Are your roommates home?" "No it's just me until later, everyone has work." "What if you just went in your panties when you got inside?" "What?! No! Ewww" she said somewhat in disgust and somewhat playfully. "Here me out, you get your stuff inside, head straight to the bathroom, jump in the shower, and just let go. Then a quick rinse , which you're gonna do anyway, and no one is the wiser." There was a pregnant pause, and I'm not gonna lie, definitely thought I was gonna get yelled at, when.. "I could do that." She said flatly "Really?!" "Yes, don't make me second guess myself or I'll change my mind." I was speechless, but tried to play it cool. "Yeah no uhh, sorry I-" "How do you want me to do it?" I could hear rustling in the background as she was now in her house. "Well, (trying not to sound like I've thought about it before) could I get a before and after picture?" "Yes that's fine" "You're so awesome for doing this, is your stuff almost put away?" "Yep" her voice sounded kinda far away in retrospect (was taking the before picture) To be honest I couldn't wait to get off the phone so she could do her thing, but then realized that I hadn't asked her to record it. "Okay well I'm gonna hang up, so you can maybe video it too??" I'm sure she could hear the cheesy smile in my voice. She didn't answer right away and was breathing heavily all of the sudden. " Too late.." there was strain in her voice "it's already happening" Frozen in shock I was speechless as I could hear loud plopping sounds echoing in what I was assuming the bathroom. She continued to strain and breathe loudly, with relieving sounding coos and ahhs sprinkled in intermittently. There was a pause on the splatting noises and I assumed she was finally done. "Should I go so you can take the picture?" "Unnnghh" PLOPP!..."I'm still going. you can hang up if you want" "You're still going?!" I was in shock and not meaning to say that out loud "I told you I really had to go." "Is it a lot?" I was pretty sure I knew the answer but wanted to hear her say it. "Yes it's all over the shower floor." I listened to her strain push and sigh deeply in relief as one last PLOP dropped on the floor. She let out a "whew" as she breathed heavily but more freely, like a weight was lifted. "Feel better?" "You have no idea. I had to go so bad." "Well I'm glad you do." "It's everywhere though, I went a lot." Pausing for a moment to contain myself I asked "How did that happen if you were wearing your panties?" "I went so much, my shit pulled them halfway down my ass and overflowed everywhere in the shower." " ahhh is there anything left in them for my picture?" I said teasingly She let out an amused"HA" paused for a moment then said "oh yeah, they're completely full" "Oh my god I can't wait to see" "Yes I know. I'm gonna get cleaned up now and send you the photos." I hung up quickly, and stared at my phone waiting for the pictures. First picture comes through. Using the mirror, she's standing in the middle of the bathroom, has a long sleeve tight fitting shirt on, with beige full cut panties, in a look back at it pose showing off her thick toned ass. After what seemed like an eternity, the second picture comes through. Unable to use the mirror this time as she was standing in the shower, she had stuck her ass out leaning against the wall with one hand while reaching back with the other two take the photo. She had not been lying her panties were pulled halfway down her ass and were full to the brim. You could see where it had been overflowing out from between her legs, and I noticed finger marks of poop on her left ass cheek. Somehow she had gotten some on her hand and used her ass to wipe it off. Third picture comes through, same pose but this time her bare ass without panties, and I could see shit streaked down her legs as it had made its way to plopping on the shower floor. Overwhelmed with how hot this was I was beside myself in Joy. I almost didn't notice my phone was ringing I was so mesmerized. I pick up and she asked me if I liked it. The highlights of our conversation were me asking her if it felt good, because it sounded like it did in her tone and breathing. "Yes it felt great because like I said I was holding it literally almost all day. It was very relieving to finally let go." Then I asked about the streaks of poop on her cheek "How did it get on your hand that you had to wipe it off?" "Oh... " she giggled a little. " I don't know why, but after I was done I reached back to feel how full my panties were, and a little got on my hand." Again I'm trying to keep my cool "That's honestly so hot, you really don't know why you did that?" "I guess I couldn't believe I went that much, and my hand instinctively went back there to feel it." This was such an amazing experience, happened almost 10 years ago now, she would've been about 25. Never did it again but this was enough for me. I'm trying to find these photos to share (no face shown), so keep an eye on this thread if you're interested in seeing them because I will post in the comments if I find them.
  17. Fair warning this does contain messing. A few days ago I had a very interesting conversation with my fiancés sister. We were having a conversation about the law and how so many laws are either unsuitable or need adapting for use in the modern world. During the wide ranging discussion I brought up public urination and how people have and can be prosecuted for indecent exposure because of something as trivial as being caught short. Her opinion surprised the life out of me and that is why I’m writing it here. When I asked for her take on the matter she opined thus; “I understand why people do that, most people are brought up to believe anything is better than peeing yourself and because of that, some people go to extreme lengths to avoid this. I actually think this is something society should look at again” I thought her take was both liberal but also very pragmatic at the same time. Neither of these things surprised me that much. In the couple of years I’ve known her, I’ve learnt she is a very good natured person and try’s to see the world in a positive light. To be honest, regardless of my (and our kink as a community) kink I genuinely thought her opinion to be enlightened. Anyway, after listening carefully to her response, I challenged her on what she defined as extreme lengths. “I’m sure we’ve all done it at some point or another and it might be hypocritical to say it, but I think the very manner of holding until it’s painful is extreme. Is it really worth it? When we were younger we all wet ourselves, it’s considered a natural part of human development and nobody bats an eyelid if a young person has an accident and whilst I understand the developmental reasons why this is the case, would it really be so bad to allow adults a similar leeway?” Her question wasn’t rhetorical but I only gave a half answer, I wanted to hear her opinions, untainted by my own. “I’ll put it this way; in any other facet of life it’s considered totally normal and practical to avoid pain and discomfort at just about any cost. Yet, when it comes to bodily functions, it’s the opposite. Society considers pain preferable to potential embarrassment. I’m not saying people should be running around peeing whenever the mood takes them, but rather society should be more tolerable when an accident does occur” She was speaking passionately, as if she really believed strongly in what she was saying. So, I asked how she came to this opinion. “The first time the thought occurred to me was 4 or 5 years ago, (she’s now 25) I was at summer cottage with a friend and their family and we were out on a long walk through the forest. We’d been walking for a while and I needed the toilet. I didn’t know their family well so I didn’t dare suggest going back so I could use the toilet, so I held on. I kept holding on for what felt like a long time, I was in pain. I still remember the panic I felt when my underwear suddenly turned warm, and then my legs, and ankles. I didn’t say anything or make a fuss I just silently had a wee. My first reaction was panic but then I started to think; that wasn’t so bad. My friends’ parents reaction was one of anger. They said I was shameful to be doing that at my age and that I had embarrassed them. I remember crying, but it wasn’t embarrassment, it was their anger that made me cry. I went home the next day and told mum what happened and her reaction was the total opposite, her reaction was like; well, you didn’t turn into dust did you? Do you think you’re the first young woman to have an accident? After this, I really started to think about the morals behind it” I’ll be honest, I was a little aroused listening to her recount this story and I really wanted to know more but it just didn’t seem appropriate, but I did gently probe the subject. I feigned ignorance at her story and just asked; so you wet yourself? “Yes, I’m not even entirely sure it was an accident” when she said this she laughed at the same time as if sharing an inside joke with herself but then went on, “I mean, it wasn’t a choice I made, but neither did I do much to stop it? I don’t know if that makes sense but I think I had unconsciously just given up” Then a thought occurred to me so I asked; why didn’t you pee in the trees somewhere, surely there’s plenty of privacy in a forest? “It wasn’t about privacy, it was about comfort. I didn’t want to pee in the bushes like an animal, I wanted a toilet but I didn’t have one. I never considered peeing in the bushes” I smiled at that. Partly because I admired her conviction, but also because I’m a pervert who wanted to hear more about it, so I said; “so you peed in your pants instead of a bush?” I asked sarcastically. “Yes” she said “and If faced with the same choice I would do it again” “Really?” I asked eagerly in genuine surprise. “Yes. What I learnt that day was that the pain is just not worth it. I was in agony and for what? My dignity? To avoid embarrassment? I didn’t feel any of that. I didn’t turn into dust, I haven’t turned into dust. The only outcome was that at first it made me warm, then it made me cold and then I had to wash some clothes. What’s so bad about that?” I knew she was serious but I could hardly believe it. If I hadn’t of known her so well I would have thought I was being trolled. “When you out it like that…” I said vaguely, as if I knew nothing about such things. “Seriously. The only bad part about it was her parents’ reaction. Without that it’s nothing to make a fuss about. Which proves my point. If society becomes more tolerable, it immediately removes the only bad part about such things” I felt the subject found trail off at this point but I was eager to avoid that outcome. I still wanted to know more, I wanted to dig deeper but I also didn’t want to sound weird. So, I decided to impress upon her academic instincts and challenged her theory. “Yeah…” I said distantly “but one example doesn’t prove a theory, does it? It’s very easy to categorise a single event as not that bad because by its very nature, a one off is just that, a one off event not to be repeated. It just seems too easy to say it’s not that bad. Particularly as time has probably clouded your judgement” Even as I posed my challenge, I was nervous of the response. My fiancée knows of my kink but I didn’t want it to become common knowledge, I really believed I was walking a thin line. Of course, I wasn’t actually in danger of outing this secret but it felt like it at the time. “Fair point” she said “but it’s not a one off event is it” As soon as I heard the words come from her mouth my heart started beating heavier. “It happens loads when we’re children” she said, and immediately my heart sank again. Then she chuckled. “I’m being facetious and hypocritical” she said, still chuckling “I have wet myself since then, it just seems weird to say it out loud” I really couldn’t believe me ears. When I started out down this path by bringing up the public urination, I never once thought it would go this far. I hoped to maybe hear a couple of stories about close calls, but I never would have hoped for an outright admission. However, as surprised as I was I was also aroused by what I was hearing and I didn’t really know how I should react. In the end, I didn’t really react at all, at least as far as I realised. In my mind my face was stone, but I don’t know what the reality was. Nonetheless, whatever by reaction actually was, it couldn’t have been that bad because she continued to talk. “I blame society for that too. It shouldn’t feel strange to say that I have and do wet myself” “So” I said blankly “it’s happened since?” I said trying my best to hide my interest. “Yes” she said “If I’m away from home I will hold until I start to feel uncomfortable and then, if I still have no access to a toilet, I’ll just have a wee wherever I am. That’s how I look at it really. I don’t really see it as wetting myself. I just see it as having a wee, and if I’m having a wee through my clothes, so be it, but I’m still just emptying my bladder” she said seriously. I was staggered by her honesty but I also couldn’t help but agree inwardly at what she was saying. It just sounded so reasonable. “People stare” she said “but I don’t think that’s terribly surprising. One time I was walking back home from the city. It was a Saturday afternoon and the streets were busy. I didn’t know the area well and I didn’t feel comfortable trying to stop in a random bar. So, I just had a wee in my underwear and jeans. That was one of the first times I had done that but it felt good and I didn’t turn into dust. Now it just feels normal. My roommates are used to it. They found it weird at first but now they understand. Really, it just heavy I do more washing than them” she said and then laughed. My penis was hard listening to her words. I hid it as best I found but I wanted to know more. “Does it happen often?” I asked. “Why?” She asked. “I’m just curious” I said as innocently as I could. “We’ve been talking about this for a while, you’ve asked a lot of questions” she said. “It’s an interesting topic” I said. “So, you find me having a wee interesting?” She asked with a hint of something I couldn’t quite identify. “We’ll… um… I don’t know” I stammered. “Do you want to know something interesting?” She asked. “Depends what it is” I said nervously. She said nothing at first, but just smiled. She looked me dead in the eye and held her gaze for several moments. She licked her lip gently and then ruffled her hair. Her eyes never left mine and it felt as though she could see straight through me. “I need a wee” she finally said. I felt like a deer in the headlights. “Well, the um toilet is there” I said meekly gesturing to the bathroom. “The toilet is pointless now” she said. “I don’t know what you mean?” I said honestly, I really didn’t know what was happening. “What’s the point of peeing in a toilet when I’ve already started in my underwear” she said. A moment later she stood up from the sofa. She looked tall stood above me but I knew she was actually much shorter than myself. Her body was lithe and petite and her dark sports style shorts seemed to hug her thighs. My head was at the height of her crotch and being so close, I could make out a faint wetness against her crotch. Then, without a word she dropped her shorts to her ankles. In my face was now her pissy pussy. She wore grey underwear which showed the evidence of her words beautifully. She had indeed already started to pee in her underwear. “A little bird tells me you like a girl with a weak bladder” she said. I stammered some useless noises in reply. “I’m a girl with a weak bladder!” She said in an inflated cute voice “and I realllly need a wee!” I had now realised what was happening but I still didn’t know how to deal with it appropriately. How does someone prepare for such a thing? “Don’t ignore me!” She demanded in a childish manner and then started to wee in her underwear again as if to grab my attention. A trickle of pee bounced off the laminate floor and made a small puddle by her feet. “I’m not ignoring you” I said trying to maintain my compose. “Touch me” she demanded. I didn’t move a muscle at her demand, so she did it for me. She took a firm grip of my right hand and pressed it firmly into her pissy crotch. It felt wonderfully warm. I pressed my fingers gently against her pussy and warm pee began to trickle through my fingers. All of my senses were tingling with delight. “Do you want to know something?” She asked. “Yes” I said somewhat breathlessly. “When I woke up this morning I was horny as hell” she said “I was horny because I woke up in a puddle of wee. I had emptied my bladder in my sleep and I knew nothing until I woke up and I was soaking wet and cold. But being cold is a turn off, so I peed a little more, just to warm myself up. Then, I fingered myself through my pissy underwear and I peed even more as I came. Would you like that? If you had have been there this morning?” “I’d have taken you there and then for being a naughty little girl” I said firmly. She bit her lip. “It’s not that naughty…” she said feigning innocence. “Is it not?” I asked suspiciously. “You’re too innocent for me” she said haughtily. “Try me” I replied. “Do you want to know what I did last week?” I said nothing but just nodded. “Last week I was at the beach with my roommates. I was wearing these shorts and an old pair of purple knickers. I’d already had a wee on the boat on the way to the beach so I was already pissy when I got to the beach. So, later on when I needed a wee again, I just stood and peed in my underwear again. Problem was, I didn’t only need to pee and my rule doesn’t just hold for pee. So, not being one for hypocrisy, I took a poop in my underwear too. How does that make you feel? Knowing that I pooped in my pants” “I don’t believe you” I said teasingly “you’re too much of a good girl for that” I suggested. She stared back at me, her big blue eyes seemed to shimmer. Her brow seemed to be damp with sweat and she was licking her lips regularly. My hand was still resting against her pissy crotch which was now beginning to cool as no more urine had left her body in the last few moments. “You doubt me?” She asked. “You’re too much of a good girl for that. A little bit of wee, sure, but poop? Nope” I said. “Fuck you” she said. A second later warm pee streamed through my fingers again. The urine steam sprayed off in several directions but it all ended up pooling on the floor by our feet. There was a stream running down the inside of bother her legs and a separate torrent seemed to be pouring from her rear end. She took a hold of my hands again and placed them both on her bum cheeks. She was still having a wee and the grey cotton of her rear end was growing darker with every passing second. Her bum was pert and shapely, her perfect shape made more defined by the soaked grey cotton which hugged her contours. Then it happened. A second later she moaned audibly and then true to her word, she took a shit in her underwear. The grey cotton sagged slightly as it struggled to hold the weight of the load she had dropped in there. She continued to moan breathlessly as she forced more and more poop into her beleaguered underwear. All the while she was still peeing and a huge puddle had formed on the floor. I was horny and without even realising it, I had begun to tug myself whilst staring at disbelief at her soiled bum. “Never say I’m a liar” she said. Then she turned around swiftly and saw me tugging myself. She rested her hand on my thigh and gestured for me to stop. “Don’t waste it” she said. Then, she started to lead me towards the bathroom. Her underwear was soaked, they sagged tremendously under the weight of poop she had dropped there and she smelled overwhelmingly of fresh urine and poop. “Look in there” she said gesturing to a wicket basket. I opened the basket and was hit by the unmistakable scent of stale urine. Under her instruction I started to rummage through the laundry and pull out ladies underwear as I found them. I later out 8 pairs of knickers on the floor in front of us. There was a variety, of briefs, boyshorts, hipsters and a thong. “Get closer” she instructed me. I grabbed a pair at random, a pair of purple briefs, and held them to my nose. The aroma of urine filled my nostrils. I looked at the gusset and obvious pee staining was visible. “You like?” She asked. I nodded, so she gestured for me to take more. I went though them all one by one. They were all heavily piss stained and the thong was caked in skid marks and stale urine. “Someone is a messy little girl” I said. “She is” she agreed “but they’re not mine. They’re my roommates” I looked up at her in astonishment. “I thought they were yours?” I said. “Nope. She hasn’t realised that I know. But I’ve known for a while” “How?” I asked in genuine curiosity. “Sometimes it’s as simple as a wet spot on her jeans, sometimes she smells of pee. It’s not difficult” she said evenly “point is though, how you feel now is how I feel when I see her with a pissy wet spot in her jeans. I want her like you want me and you’re going to help me get her” I stared at her blankly unable to fully understand exactly what was happening. I was beginning to think I was being played. “I’m proposing a threesome” she said sensing my confusion “I’m yours right now, but I want you both in the future” she said. I couldn’t resist. I would done anything to have her in that moment. The smell of her piss was enough to drive me crazy, but her soiled bum was the cherry on the cake. “Fine” I said. Then she smiled and then we had sex.
  18. Hi all! Lillian Fleur (also known as sorapion I believe) is hands down one of the best wetting models I've ever seen and I know that she used to offer messing vids for sale but now when I go to search her Twitter/Only Fans/Manyvids etc I can't find them! If anyone has any leads on where I could buy or see one of these videos I'd greatly appreciate it! ♥️
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