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  1. Hello, hello..And welcome to Faust's Interactive Stories: Version 2! A few things will have changed from the original here , but Faust assures you that it should be a bit...neater, and cleaner than the previous one. Faust thanks all of you for all of the replies, selections, and stories from the last one..And Faust hopes one day that we catch up to the predecessor! A few things will be the same as old, and a few things will be new. So, without further delay, Faust will begin said introduction to things...! As usual, there are choices to be made, even this early on. And, as before....Faust expects this one to be a myriad of stories, rather than one long drawn out one. [Worlds] [This is the selection for what world the interactive story will take place in. As you'll see, some places return, while others are brand new] Another Note: (The Ever Popular setting from before returns: But with a twist! Another Note usually was deemed to be whatever...But, in this thread, Another note covers a school day, every time! While this doesn't mean one absolutely has to attend, it generally means you can count on the location of the majority of the cast to be regular as always.) Family Featurettes: (Formerly Faust's Family Featurettes, This story explores the families of the selected character! Whether this involves avoiding, tormenting, or seducing them is up to the commenters, of course...) Sun and Moon, Faust Style: (For all of you Pokemon Fans out there! This will take the story through a world themed around the latest in the pokemon Series, Pokemon Sun and moon. You'll be dropped in at a random point to work with, and it may or may not be related to the mainline story in the fiction thread. ) Faust's Holiday Fun: (A setting based around the holidays! While it's fitting for now, this one will permit you to have the fun of a holiday at any time of the year! Christmas, Halloween, Valentine's Day...Or even birthdays!) Faust's Magical Academy: (A setting based around the Magical Academy that Faust has created. With a Hierarchy of rank, and a disproportionate ratio of female to male students, one can expect a charged session through this. And that's not including the actual magic courses, if you can tear yourself away from the affections) Beach Adventures: (A setting returning from the old one. Sun, Sand, and fun...without a bathroom for miles. A fun place to relax with up to 5 other characters!) Author's Choice: (Similar to a Blind-Draw, This setting leaves it up to the Author to Decide! One may end up in a world already known, or something new entirely! It's entirely up to AuthorFaust, and results may vary. If a world strikes a chord, it may even become selectable..) Faust's Town Adventures: (A setting where you are able to go around on a day off, rather than attend school and classes. While by no means do you rule the town, you can find many people on these days off...and surely you can come up with some kind of shenanigans during this timeframe....) Private Bedroom: (For those times when you don't want a serious plot, but merely raw lust, or a prolonged session with another: This one cuts the chaff of getting into a vulgar situation by letting you start with that lust out in the open air!) (Must be playing on Vulgar rating) (Others may be added at a later date) =============================================================================================================================================== [Character Selection:] (This is where you'll select who you play as during said stories. While options are a bit different than before, a few notable details are to be read...) Faustus Necromonium: [Male] The lead of the majority of Faust's Fics, and one that is most known. Prominent in bouts of adventure, and Lust...(To the point of being spiritually linked to Saril, the Goddess of Lust), Faust usually has a gentle personality, but suffers from a troublesome urge to do whatever he's told....Especially by females. [Notes: Holds a [Wet Note] at all times. Able to be used in any storyline.] Yuno Gasai: [Female] A twin-tailed pinkette, with a curvy figure, and a cutesy, third person person manner of speaking. Though a lot of people have their eyes on her, she only has eyes for one... [Notes: Only Engages in Lustful activities with Faust, and is unlikely to willingly pee outside of a toilet...More likely to hold to the point of an accident. Cannot be selected as the main character in Family Featurettes] Wynn Tatsumaki: [Female] A green haired girl with a long ponytail, and a modest figure. Her stern, no-fun-allowed attitude seems to rub some people the wrong way...But it seems something else is being hid by the girl with an amazingly embarrassing, lustful family. [Notes: Sometimes Holds a [Wet Note] at stories. Unlikely to engage in lewd activity, without some firm nudging, or high needs...] Eoria Karakuri: [Female] A silver haired girl, with a mind for science, a modest figure....and a naughty side barely concealed. Creator of the robotic figure O.M.O.R.A., She tends to get involved in some projects, to the point of neglecting certain needs... [Notes: Can modify OMORA during her runs. Cannot be Selected for Magical Academy. Starts with a Desperation Visor] Saiga Giriko: [Female] A crimson haired girl with a mind for mechanics, a sizable figure....And a much more serious nature. Partner to Eoria, and self-proclaimed Domme, Saiga knows what she wants, and isn't afraid to tell you how she feels about something. [Notes: Can Modify OMORA during her runs: Cannot be selected for Magical Academy.] Chiwa Harusaki: [Female] A petite girl with orange hair, held up in twintails similar to dog ears, earning the Moniker 'Chihuahua.' She has a natural curiosity towards some lewder things, and is very eager to please...And to indulge in a little harmless, mischievous fun. [Notes: Always has an 'Omo-Weekly' on hand, and a bottle of water. Cannot be used for Magical Academy) [And More to be unraveled as stories unfold] [Guest Characters:] (Unlike last time: This is not a place for Suggestions of new characters. No, It's a segment to establish what kind of characters you can find, and in what stories. The last one was pretty muddled, after all....And this will let you know which story to pick to see someone. In addition, certain characters can be unlocked through repeated interaction with them. While the whole list won't be revealed off the bat, each category has a few examples...) Another Note: [You are likely to run into Fellow Students, and Authority Figures.] (Examples Include: Ellie Troit, Lillica Plumb, and Youmu Konpaku) Family Featurettes: [You are likely to run into characters related to your player character] (Examples include: Juuni Neptunia, Wynnda Tatsumaki, Penelope) Sun and Moon: [You are likely to run into characters in the pokemon Verse] (Examples include: Moon, Lillie, Acerola) Holiday Fun: [You are likely to run into certain guest characters, celebrating a holiday...or are fitting for a holiday.] (Examples Includes Nikki Redfield, Flandmir Treepes and Etna) Magical Academy: [You are likely to run into students of the magical persuasion.] (Examples include Reisen, Megumin, and Evangeline) Beach Adventures: [You are unlikely to find anyone new, but you may find some old friends....] (Examples include Flonne, Kat, and Hisa) Town Adventures: [You are likely to find those that you could meet around town, even from different schools..] (Examples include Monaca, Rena, and Lyna) Author's Choice: [You are likely to run into anyone. The author decides, after all...] ============================================================================================================================================= [Ratings:] (Similar to last time, Faust has imposed a sort of (Rating System) on these stories. While it's more of a loose guidelines in the original, here, it's a bit more...enforced.) Plot: A rating for those who care more about the story, and less about the lewd. Accidents, and vulgar acts are to a minimum: Storybuilding and plotlines are key. Lewd: This setting is the default setting. While there is a decent amount of story, accidents are both more commonplace, and more..noted. A healthy balance of plot, and play. Naughty: This setting adds in naughty release, through self-pleasure and other means...Usually with one's clothes on. A step up from Lewd, but a step below... Vulgar: This setting adds in vulgar release, through others, as well as all above. Sexual acts are more common, and noted on, than actual plot. One must be willing to bear it all, in this setting.... In Addition: Certain Tags may be added, prior to said story in order to activate certain scenes. While the list starts small, it may grow in time... Tags: Yaoi: This setting will primarily focus on males, and their lust for one another. Yuri: This setting will primarily focus on females and their lust for one another. Messing: This setting will add [Or Focus on], stomach-related bathroom urges. More to come... ============================================================================================================================================= Items: (Seeing as Items were mostly overlooked last time...Faust has done a few modifications to how they work...) Items Now work on a 3 story cooldown, without a token cost. Certain characters will have some items at all times, but other items have to be requested by 2 or more people... One may request an additional [2] items per story. [Items selectable are...] Omo-Weekly Magazine: A lewd Magazine, featuring several girls in...Desperate, or wet Scenes. Useful for tension relief, or Libido rising. [Naughty or higher rating] Diuretic: A Diuretic, that can be put into any drink, and amp up someone's frequency of piddle urges. Will rust all but the strongest of bladders. [Lewd or Higher] Aphrodisiac: Makes even the most prudish girls needy for Lewd release [Naughty or Higher] Laxative: Makes even the most strong stomachs crumble, and bottoms quiver. Can be slipped into a drink to distract another person, or to amp up your own desperation..But why would you wanna do that? [Naughty or Higher: Activates the [Messing] Tag, even if it wasn't already applied to the story] Soft Taco: NOT the same as the ones from the school. Will make your rump need to expel gas at least once a time frame, or risk something far worse [Lewd or Higher. Neglect may add a tag...] Stomach Pills: Can Calm even the most vicious of tummy Troubles.....But won't remove any need you have. Only keep it from getting Worse Diaper: For when you just can't be bothered to find a toilet....This one-use diaper will contain an accident...But, it risks IMMENSE embarrassment if discovered wearing it. Vulgar Pills: These pills will actively stimulate your libido, for 2 time periods! No matter what you do, you won't lower in Libido.....No matter how much lewdity you perform! [Vulgar or Higher] Desperation Visor: Something that goes over the eyes..and lets you examine the bladder levels of any passing people you focus on long enough. May make you look a bit silly though. Spare panties: An extra pair of garments, when you've had an accident..but didn't bring something to carry them in! Come in a variety of styles...with small effects for each one.. Bottle of Water...?: A seemingly innocuous bottle of water....[is it really water?]. While it provides refreshment, perhaps the bottle could be used afterward for something.. [Others to come] ============================================================================================================================================= Q&A: Here, Faust will hope to answer some questions that people may have.......To pre-empt some issues. Q: Why is [Insert character name here] Not playable anymore? A: Faust has chosen a baseline of characters to start things up, based on ease of writing, and the general influx of posts. Just because a character isn't immediately playable, doesn't mean that they are unable to ever be considered playable again Q: Are Achievements still a thing? Or Achievement tokens? A: Faust has decided to make the unlocks Merit based, rather than token based. An achievement list, without having constant availability to update due to the editing system would be rather troublesome.... Q: Why is [World Name Here] Not a pickable Option? A: Same as the first question: Faust has given a general setup for worlds he can easily translate. Q: Is the plot we worked for un-done? Do we have to start over? A: The continuity has always been fast and loose. The general ideas have remained. To give a small list: [OMORA] has been created, [Ria and Chrona] Are transfer students, and [Flonne and Etna] are Technically angels of Saril Q: Will the bounty Board be coming back? A: Faust deems it unlikely. Q: Will we be able to submit playmates again? A: At a later date, Faust considers it a possibility. But for now, let's just relax, and enjoy the holiday. Q: [Insert Hateful Comment here] A: Faust is sorry you feel this way, and apologizes for displeasing you. Q: Is the old Thread being completely abandoned? A: Faust plans to abandon it...After the current storyline for it is up. Faust can answer other questions, as they come up. For now, Faust just hopes you enjoy the thread for what it is, and forgive Faust for being bad with...what is the term....Holding back? ============================================================================================================================================== [Select your character, Location, Rating, Tags* and Items* now, and as always: Thank you for participating in Faust's interactives.] * means Optional
  2. This following story took place around a year ago, at the annual knighting ceremony of the kingdom. The Saint was there, replacing the Pope as the one who gave blessing to the newly recruited knights. Many recruits were happy of this change, seeing how they really wished to see the Saint herself up close. The ceremony was performed on the open ground, due to the amount of recruits the kingdom received this year. Helen was standing in the middle, wearing a sleeveless one-piece white dress with a circlet on her head and a pair of white slippers on her feet. She also wore a blue cloak that fluttered behind her . The Pope, wearing his usual ceremonial white priest outfit, and the knight commander, wearing her armor that covered her lower half nicely yet leaving her cleavage visible, stood beside her, a little to the back. One by one, the new recruits kneeled in front of her, looking upwards at her as she kissed them on their forehead. "May the Creator be with you," Helen said afterwards. The recruits were supposed to stay silent on the whole process, but some of them couldn't resist the opportunity of conversing with the Holy Saint herself. Most of them said something like "Oh, milady! I promise, I shall serve you with my whole body and soul! I would die at your command!" . But, there was one youth who grabbed her arms before saying "Remember me, Milady? Milady visited my village when you were just a girl! And you cured my mother's blindness! Ever since then, I dreamed of this day where I could repay my debt to you!" with an intensely heated eyes. "What is the meaning of this? Recruit, release her at once!" the knight commander ordered as she drew her sword. "I will train hard and I will rise up in the ranks and one day I'll be--" "Recruit!" Alicia's voice boomed. The youth reluctantly released his grip before returning back to the others. The knight commander approached Helen, and she said while kneeling to her, "Do not worry, milady. I will make sure that the boy would be expelled immediately after--" "That is not necessary, Alicia" Helen replied with a warm smile. "He was merely expressing his love for me." "B-but, milady, he dared to touch you without--" "It's fine. I am merely an emissary of the Creator God. I am not a god. I am human, just like you." Noticing Helen's gentle yet stern expression, Alicia relented. Every time she met her, she didn't feel like a 16-year old girl at all. She could overwhelm her, a 30-year old veteran knight. As expected from the Saint, Alicia thought to herself. The ceremony continued on for the next hour, which there were a couple more talkative recruits, though nothing as brave as the youth. But now, the Saint's mind was starting to be diverted to another matter. The fact that she needed to pee. Since the ceremony took place on an open ground, Mary made sure that she drank a lot of water beforehand so she would have the strength to stand for that long, and not just faint from dehydration. But Mary was quite overreacting since the weather was forecast, making the water she drank all fill her bladder instead of coming out as sweat. She inferred from the remaining recruits that she still had another hour to go. She believed she could still make it just fine however, so it didn't bother her that much other than the occasional crossing of her legs and the tapping of her feet. But she was not the only person who was desperate in that ceremony. Alicia's stomach had been rumbling ever since the ceremony started. She was totally fine just a half hour ago, yet when the ceremony started, she was clenching her anus tight in order to not make a mess of herself. And now, two hours had passed. As a warrior, she was trained to hold her need until she could have a safe opportunity to go. Yet her stomach kept churning and rumbling, pumping more waste to be expelled. To her embarrassment, she had farted a few times during the ceremony. Lucky for her neither the Saint nor the pope smelled the stench., thanks to the wind blowing away from them. The fart when she kneeled in front of the Saint was the worst though. it was pretty wet and she was sure she had crapped in her panties a little. But she kept her stoic and professional knightly expression, even when she was farting. Thirty more minutes. Now, Helen was feeling quite seriously uncomfortable. When she leaned down to kiss the recruits, she would keep her tights pressed together. And her movements started to become more stiff and restrained. Alicia on the other hand, was sweating bullets. It took all her effort to keep her poop inside of her. She kept repeating to herself that she could hold it, that 30 more minutes were nothing and she could reach the chamberpot before she utterly lost it. And amazingly, she still kept her composure during this state. Fifteen more minutes. "May the Creator be with---ooh" Helen could feel her face reddening as she just spurted in her panties. Her little freeze made the recruit look at her with a confused look. "--be with you." she continued. "I-I apologize. I am getting quite fatigued." "O-oh no, please don't apologize!" the female knight replied. "It must be tiring for Milady to stand here for such a long period of time. Really, what was the Pope thinking, telling Milady to do this?" Helen smiled hearing her concern. "It's fine. It's not his fault for I asked him to. I wish to know you all better. It is the least I could do to return your loyal servitude." "Y-youre too kind, milady!" she said, teary eyed. Behind her, Alicia was faring worse. She could tell that if she moved a muscle, she would lose control and she would mess all over her panties, right in front of everyone. If any of it actually leaked through her armor, her reputation would be finished. And then, a fly landed on her nose, making her sneeze. "A-ah, it's coming out..." she mumbled as she looked down, pursing her lips, with her face beet red. Her muscles automatically expelled all the mess she had been holding, first to her panties, then to her pants, and finally to her armor. The mush enveloped her entire butt, and she could smell the horrible stench starting to appear. "And with that, I conclude the ceremony of knighthood. You are all dismissed," the Pope announced. The recruits did as he told, going back to their barracks. "Saint Helen, are you all right, my dear? Your face looks quite pale," he said when he approached her. "Y-yes, Frederick, I-I'm fine. I-I just wish to rest." Helen said. "Of course. you must be tired for standing all those three hours. I've told you it would be hard but you wouldn't listen, my girl." "I-it is worth it, Frederick. I met many good soldiers today. This kingdom is in safe hands," Helen said, with a stiff smile. "Go on ahead then. I still need to talk with Alicia." Helen nodded as she slowly walked away from the field, with her hands on her lap. Her room was thankfully quite close. But it was situated on the third floor, so she would have to climb two set of stairs to reach her relief. Oh God, please help me, she thought to herself with a pursed lips. She put her right foot gingerly on the step. She lifted her body, her bladder threatening to let her urine loose. Every step was like torture to her. She was never this close to wetting herself before. But, she made it to her room with just a couple more leaks that only left a few unnoticeable drops on the stairs. The moment she arrived, she ran towards the chamberpot, throwing her slippers and pulling down her panties. "Oh, thank you, thank you my Lord," she muttered as she relieved herself above the pot. That was really close. A minute more, and she might just have exploded right in front of her room. Alicia slowly and subtly put a distance between her and the Saint and Pope after she messed herself. She intended to just walk off casually right when the ceremony was over. However, the old man Frederick called upon her, making her have to approach him. "The minister wishes to see you after--- my Lord, what is that smell?" Alicia's heart skipped a beat. "W-what smell, milord?" she asked, playing it cool. "That smell, it smells like something terribly rotten," "I-I do not know, milord. I don't smell anything. A-anyhow, if milord has no more business with me, then I shall take my leave." Alicia bowed to him, making her mess shift a little inside her armor. And then, she walked back to her room like nothing ever happened. Her armor had succeeded in containing all of her waste. (Just a little idea of mine, written to waste time. Feel free to write your own one shots here, Blooper.)
  3. Let's first take a small detour before we hit the road with this one, as there is one thing I'd like to adress before we get started with the story. So who here remebers the ending to FFXIII Lightning Returns, where *SPOILERS AHEAD* she steps off the train into a modern looking world, with what appears to be plains and a car driving by? I do, and for those of you who arn't the big nerd that I am, you may not already know that FFXV was supposed to be a Nova Crystalis game when it was first thought of in 2006. Yes, I said "2006" as in about 10 years ago. Back then, FFXV was known as "Final Fantasy Versus XIII" and was going to be, as I've said before, a Final Fantasy that takes place in the Nova Crystalis world, aka that of FFXIII. FFXV is no longer connected to FFXIII though, but I write this fanfic with the idea that it somewhat is, maybe I've twisted this in my own mind somewhat too much, but to make this story work, I'm retying the threads between FFXV and FFXIII to add in a certain special someone to my fanfic, and you may already know who she is. With that out of the way, I do bid you to enjoy the chapter and leave a comment with your thoughts. Chapter 1: Before the Storm It wasn't very long after King Regis CXIII of Lucis agreed to sign the peace treaty with the Empire of Niflheim, ruled by Emperor Iedolas Aldercept, that the Empire played a deadly hand on Lucis, successfully manipulating the entire nation of Lucis into it's foul trap. The day of the signing, Niflheim struck the final blow it needed to take Lucis, and with it, the all powerful Crystal that Lucis protected. This is where our story begins, with a group of four girls from Regis's Kingsglaive just before the Siege of Insomnia, before the fall of the great capital of Lucis, the day of the signing. It was a regular day, all except for the big thing going on at the Citadel this evening, the signing of the peace treaty that would finally end this useless war between the great kingdom of Lucis, and the great Empire of Niflheim. Or at least that's what Helena thought, a young member of the King's Kingsglaive, granted the special powers of the King, by the King. She walked over to her friend Alissia, who was on the couch trying to get some rest before the big night. Helena walked up, the question dragging on her mind "You think they're really going to go through with this? Seems a little strange to just cut all tensions with Lucis and offer to sign a peace treaty... Don'tcha think?" Alissia couldn't shake the feeling that something was wrong either, it all felt so weird. "Let's hope they do, otherwise we're sorta... screwed. Now can a girl get her sleep?" Alissia leans back on the couch as she says this, putting her hands behind her head in an attempt to take a nap. Helena stepped away, being the good friend she was, to try and allow her friend to get some well needed rest, being that it was going to be a long and uneasy night. Just then, Yuri walks in the door, and sits down on the couch next to Alissia, who shot straight up and looked at her with a tired gaze. "Really Yuri? Can I not just take a nap?" She'd sight. "Guess not." She got up and headed over to the restroom. Yuri just looked at her with a confused stare, since she didn't understand why her friend was all so grumpy all the sudden. Helena looked over. "It's the King, he's signing a peace treaty with the Niffs tonight." Yuri looked at her. "What!? The Niffs want a peace treaty with us and the King is giving it to them!? That's crazy, Helena. You and me both know it, those Niffs don't want anything more than our land and stuff." Helena nodded. "Yeah. Seems strange that the king would just *Sign* a peace treaty with the guys who have been our #1 enemy for so many years now... then again, we weren't at the battle earlier this week. Rumor has it that the Niffs just up and left for no real reason. Maybe they're using it as an excuse to say 'See? We want peace too!' which we all know is a load of bull." Just then, Alissia came back from the restroom with the same tired look in her eyes. "Talking about the treaty again? Somehow I knew that would be the first topic of discussion with you too. You should wait until our 'Guest' comes over." Yuri looked over. "What guest? No one told us about any guest." Alissia shot back a quick response. "Some gal with a noticeably different hair color and a strange sword. Needed a place to stay for the night and the guys up top decided we're the hosts. Gotta be someone special if they're making us play host, right?" Helena looked at the door, then at Alissia. "Yeah, guess you're right. When is she arriving, again?" Alissia checked her smartphone. "Oh, 'bout an hour from now, I think is safe to say." Yuri nodded her head. The 3 girls talked about the treaty for a bit, until the doorbell rang. "I'll get it" Helena got up to get the door. She was in for quite the pleasant surprise when she opened the door to see a woman at the door, with a strange blade sheathed at her side and rose colored hair. "Staying the night, are you?" The woman replied. "Yeah, I guess you can say that." Helena let her in, closing the door behind her. Yuri got up first, looking at the strange woman. "Sooo... What's your name again?" The woman simply looked in Yuri's eyes for a split second before she spoke. "Call me Lightning, or Light for short." Something in Alissia's head clicked when she heard that, but she couldn't figure out exactly what it was she was remembering... was it a lecture from her high school history class? Maybe it was the fact that Lightning was probably named after the energy that comes from clouds during thunderstorms, lightning. "Nice to meet 'ya, Light." Alissia had shrugged off her last thoughts and decided to greet her. Lightning looked around the room. "Cheeky. I told you my name, but you haven't told me yours yet. Care to share?" The 3 girls looked at eachother. Helena spoke first. "I'm Helena, and this is-" Helena was cut off by Yuri, who abruptly came in "I'm Yuri! Nice to meet you, Lightning!" Alissia spoke last, introducing herself. "I'm Alissia. How's it goin'?" Lightning walked over to the small chair next to the couch and sat down, looking around the apartment. "So, is there a bed somewhere for me to sleep in, or am I sleeping on the floor tonight?" Helena got up, pointing to the door leading to a private room. "You can sleep there, you'll probably need the privacy, since they're supposed to be serving drinks at the party tonight and they're letting the Kingsglaive have a few drinks during the celebrations" She'd chuckle. Lightning would simply look over to the room, getting up. "Alright then. I guess I should get settled in." Alissia got up and grabbed the remote to turn on the TV, sitting back down. "Yup, no need to delay, huh? No.. big peace treaty celebrations or anything like that to worry about, haha." She leaneed back on the couch. Lightning walked over and went into the room. It wasn't much, but it was a lot nicer than the Leville she stayed at in Lestallum, with a modern style and a great view of the city from the high rise. She noticed a small desk and a few drawers for any clothes she might have brought, which she didn't, and her bed, located in the back of the room. She got her small box, probably containing a necklace or piece of jewelry of sorts, from her pocket and set it down on the shelf next to her bed. On the front it was labeled with "Serah" Helena sat down on the couch alongside her friends to watch some TV while they waited for the initial celebrations to begin, Helena deciding to put it out there one more time... "Tonight's the big night, guys. Let's not forget our uniforms, we're going to want to look nice for the occasion!
  4. Chapter 1: The Fall of Insomnia It wasn't very long after King Regis CXIII of Lucis agreed to sign the peace treaty with the Empire of Niflheim, ruled by Emperor Iedolas Aldercept, that the Empire played a deadly hand on Lucis, successfully manipulating the entire nation of Lucis into it's foul trap. The day of the signing, Niflheim struck the final blow it needed to take Lucis, and with it, the all powerful Crystal that Lucis protected. This is where our story begins, with a group of four girls from Regis's Kingsglaive during the Seige of Insomnia, during the fall of the great captial of Lucis.
  5. Chapter 1: The Fall of Insomnia It wasn't very long after King Regis CXIII of Lucis agreed to sign the peace treaty with the Empire of Niflheim, ruled by Emperor Iedolas Aldercept, that the Empire played a deadly hand on Lucis, successfully manipulating the entire nation of Lucis into it's foul trap. The day of the signing, Niflheim struck the final blow it needed to take Lucis, and with it, the all powerful Crystal that Lucis protected. This is where our story begins, with a group of four girls from Regis's Kingsglaive during the Seige of Insomnia, during the fall of the great captial of Lucis.
  6. I've been looking around all over the internet trying to find the source of this image. Do you guys have any leads?
  7. I had an unreal experience today! Must tell you about it soon, will do as soon as I have time to write a decent account of it. I'm the meantime, here's something else very different I've done recently. This actually happened several months ago, which is when I wrote this account. In fact, after making a comment about my desire to give messing a go I was privately messaged by several people interesting in my first attempt. This is an account I wrote for them, but since seeing Kimiko3's post about her brown accident, I figured you might just want to hear this little endeavour of mine. As Kimiko3 put it: "If messing accidents are not allowed here, I am very sorry, but there is clearly some overlap between the fandoms!" By the way, her accident made for a brilliant read, if you haven't checked it out already, I would recommend it: https://omorashi.org/topic/23706-public-messing-accident-i-had-sorry-if-not-allowed/ This post is what it says on the tin. If you are offended, disgusted or otherwise uninterested in poopy play, please do not read on. So I got up early (around 5), needing a pee. I went to the washroom wearing my nightgown, under which I had some panties. All my housemates have left for the summer, so with the house to myself I'd planned on wetting the panties standing in the shower, then heading back to bed. When I climbed in (after taking my gown off) I relaxed to wet and a little gas escaped. It dawned on me that I quite needed to poop, and figured I could do it there and then! So I was very nervous, but excited about it. It took a few minutes of pushing before I finally relaxed enough. I felt my botty hole stretching, accompanied by the popping/crackling sounds. My panties grew heavy as a warm mushy sludge formed a bulging mass in between my legs. I was very exited, my heart pumping fast. As I squeezed out more, the poop began to ooze up my bottom crack. The fabric was stretching down, and as I emptied the last of my bowls it began to seep out around the top of my legs. All in all a very different, very new experience. I like it because I felt naughty, but it was a dirty, wild sort of naughty. Hope you enjoyed it! Please let me know if I should try it again...
  8. Is anyone wearing a messy diaper right now ? I would like to see how long I can wear it for but maybe I want some encouragement /advice. P.M. me if you don't want to post !
  9. (Well, this is just a random story I wrote. Been playing one of my OCs again and wanted to write something about them. Would do something a bit more plot and character related but…council. Art for reference: https://www.dropbox.com/s/10d4een7p5zzp35/The%20Red%20Knight.jpg?dl=0) The Red Knight(Whom I will often be calling Red for simplicity.) was nervous. This was her first attempt at leading herself. She and Robin were pupils to the master tactician Travis, part of his four person squad that served the Omega and his goals. Normally he lead lead the squad on missions, his powerful control of the battlefield keeping them all alive. But as one of his two tacticians in training, she had to learn to do it as well. At least she couldn’t do worse than Robin, she figured. The man had destroyed his foes, but his leadership left a bit to be desired. He almost seemed to delight in throwing his units in situations they barely escaped, leaving the unit with six heavily injured soldiers, two lightly injured, and only two healthy. Robin had done most of the work himself, his physical protection rather than guidance keeping the soldiers from outright dying. She promised herself she would do better. Today it was just her and the ten women that formed the mercenary group they were currently working with. Tyra, the elder blue dragon who opposed Tiamat for control of the chromatics, was off battling the mother of dragons. Her adopted daughter, Jill, originally Tiamat’s daughter and a massive red dragon who had taken the Red Knight’s master as her mate, was with her. She couldn’t help but feel jealous when she thought of the red. She had vied for her master’s attention before, but he did not seem interested in placing it on a student. Every time Jill kissed him, or greeted him with one of her powerful hugs, she burned with jealousy. All she got was friendly greetings and the usual advice. Pushing her absent companions out of her mind for now, she turned to face her squad. They were lined up, geared up and ready to go. Scanning down the line of mercenaries, Red nodded in approval. “Alright ladies, here’s the plan. Our job is to destroy the shadow sources so the Omega can hold the zone. We’ve done this before, should be a routine job. I’ll be leading this time. I may not do as well as Travis, but I’ll do a better job than Robin did.” At that several of the women grinned. “We’re ready when you are commander.” One of the mercs, Carissa, said. She was one of the more experienced woman, and wore heavy scale armor with a pair of battleaxes at her sides and long, light brown hair down to her shoulders. The Red Knight nodded and concentrated. Her mind washed over the team, and she could feel all of their emotions, all of their conditions. She was the battlefield. The team turned and vanished in one concerted teleport, appearing on a field of semisolid shadow. Three glowing nexus’s floated above the ground around the area, and a variety of shadow creatures already stalked the ground. “Go!” she shouted into everyone’s minds, and they were off. Red felt her chess pieces flood onto the battlefield, spectral images of herself in different uniforms standing guard over her teammates and flitting about the battlefield, shadows of glowing red energy. First, she took stock of all her troops. Carissa was at the vanguard, both axes drawn as she leaped upon a shadowy humanoid. Her axes tore into its essence with ease, the magical weapon tearing shadow like flesh. Right behind her was Diana, an exceptionally tall and supremely arrogant blonde. She wore heavy plate armor, but it barely seemed to slow her. “Try to keep up!” she shouted as she dodged past Carissa, bringing her greatsword to bear against the flank of a massive shadowy worm, a powerful blow driving into its flank. She could feel the warrior was…nervous!? and almost laughed aloud. Now that she was keeping everyone’s statuses, she could see Diana’s true colors. The warrior had already shit herself a bit as she waited for the battle to start, nervous about going into combat again after her serious injury under Robin. Stifling her laughter, she ignored the small lump in the blonde’s pants only she could sense and moved to the next merc. Alesha was next to engage. She held a broadsword tightly in both hands, studded leather armor showing off her curves while giving a bit of protection to complement her mobility, long red hair flaring out behind her as she moved. She danced between the legs of a Titanic shadow, blade cutting out again and again. Once again, the enchanted equipment had a noticeable effect, gashes tearing in the flesh of the shadows legs. It seems her attempts to hamstring it simply wounded it more, however. Anna spun forward after her, her glistening black crystal plate armor radiating fear, her brilliant red hair trialing out the bottom of her helm . It did little good against the shadows, however, and luckily didn’t affect her allies, so she simply resorted to bringing her massive hammer spinning around into the side of the nightmare worm’s maw, joining Diana in attempting to slay the beast. A trio of women were next. Cyan, Cyril, and Cyrene. They all had matching short black hair, and each wore matching chainmail armor, the links glistening mithral. The shortest of them wielded two daggers, one glistening with fire and the other with cold. The middle sister wielded two scimitars, both hissing with acid. The last had a pair of green, glowing arms sprouting from her side, the psionic limbs supporting a pair of dual wielded greatswords that crackled with lightning and thunder, respectively. They moved in unison, the Cyrene, who stood almost as tall as Diana, let the Cyril take her shoulders. Cyan leaped onto hers in turn, and together they launched the smallest sister into the air, sending her crashing into a massive flying shadow. Her daggers dug deep, and she pulled, the best careening towards the ground into the other two’s reach, and they fell upon it. Luna, an archer, stayed back beside the red knight, her white hair long down her back and her body protected by pure black leather armor, enchanted with stealth. It didn’t matter against the shadows, however, and she simply raised her bow and sent a shower of sparkling arrows flying towards another flying shadow, the trail a bright light in the darkness of the realm. A pair of blue haired mages brought up the rear. Both wore their dark blue hair long down their back, dressed in matching red robes and carrying matching black staves. Only their eye colors differentiated, Mina’s eyes a bright green while Mila’s were a light brown. They unleashed waves of magic over the mercenaries, hastening their movements before opening up with spells of light and fire, the shadowy enemies immune to the more effective methods of magical disablement, paralysis and mind control. She could also feel Mila was desperately full and almost groaned. The mage should have gone beforehand if she was so desperate. With everyone’s status accounted for, the whole train of thought taking only a moment, Red moved to engage. Energy flared to life around her, and her whole body glowed with red energy, her sword shifting from metal to pure energy in an instant. She advanced down the middle of the enemies, past her troops, and engaged another titanic shadow. Leaping into the air, powered by a flow of air, she struck its arm and cut clean through, severing the limb. She felt herself stabilize in the air, and rolled in midair, avoiding its other swinging arm. Pushing off of the air she lashed out with psionic power, a shadowy flyer coming at her falling to the ground in pain as she blasted it with a combination of psionic energy and magical fire. Feeling the rush of both magic and psionics flowing full force through her veins, she casually raised her sword and caught the nightmare’s returning arm on it, severing it off and leaving the creature armless. Spurring forward in a burst of psychic emery, she drove her blade through its face, the massive monster dissolving into shadowy essence. With her free hand she raised a shield of arcane energy, catching the powerful cone of icy death launched her way and absorbing it into more energy. Emboldened, she leaped for a worm, but it dived into the ground. Turning, she raised her sword high, and brought it down with a brilliant flash of power, red energy engulfing one of the shadowy nexus’s and obliterating it. Her attention was tugged away for a moment, however, and she realized the perils of maintaining a collective with a group of warrior women. Diana hacked away at the worm in front of her, Anna working on its opposite side and forcing it to keep turning in an attempt to catch ones of them. She was unprepared for the hand that reached down and grasped her. One of the giant shadows had flickered from its position across the shadowy field and appeared beside her. She felt her strength start to drain as its ghostly hand scooped her up in its giant grip, and she let out a scream of fear. Her body went limp and her bladder trembled uncontrollably, leak after leak of pee soaking into her undergarments. Dropping her greatsword, he quickly lost complete control, streams of urine soaking her legs and armor and falling from her, yellow streams cascading down from the giant’s grip. Red’s piece was there, however, and it phased through the giant’s hand, pulling her free and dropping her swiftly and safely to the ground. The giant tried to attack, but roared in pain as a prismatic beam slammed into its side, knocking it backward in a dazzle of rainbow energy. Her bowels were trembling but under control, though she barely had time to breathe a sigh of relief and get her fingers around the hilt of her fallen sword before she looked up and yet out another girly, fearful shriek. The maw of the giant worm she and Anna had been fighting was bearing down on her. It looked badly injured but it was still going to eat her. She let out a mewling whimper more appropriate to a scared little girl than to her massive frame and desperately threw her hands in the way as fear coursed through her. A lout pbblltt sounded as she violently shit herself, dark mush flooding into her underwear and then into her armor as her body forcefully expelled its waste. The smell and sound were both awful and unmistakable. Then end never came, however. Anna lunged forward, massive hammer cracking into the side of the worm’s head and sending it flying to the side, collapsing into a pile of shadowy essence and spiraling away. She turned to Diana, a slightly amused but sympathetic grin on her face, and held out a hand to help her up. Diana sniffled, wiping back the start of tears, and took her hand, letting Anna pull her to her feet. The black armored redhead patted the blonde’s back, and Diana composed herself to head back into the fray. The Red Knight could feel the fear flowing through Diana, the release of her control. It was all she could to do keep control herself, groaning as she doubled over and pushed a small lump of poo into her formerly pristine red panties. Steeling herself, she fought off the rest of the mental assault and lowered her connection to the others a bit. Preparing herself for further attacks, she stood up again, wincing as the lump of poo moved around in her panties. She turned towards the second nexus and sprinted for it, but a shadowy spider the size of an elder dragon rose up in her way, and she skidded to a halt. Her heart was pounding, and she felt a trickle of pee flow down her leg, this time not from someone else’s leak. Cursing under her breath, she watched as it raised its massive leg and took a swipe at her. She leaped forward, dodging the limbs blow and attaching herself to its side, running up the massive limb. When she neared the top, however, it brought another limb swinging up, and the spider’s blow hit her head on. The red energy around her flickered, her powerful barrier absorbing the blow. It faltered, but held fast, and the spider’s leg was deflected away with a screech of pain. The blow rocked her, however, and she could feel a distinct dampness in her panties telling her she had leaked more. Angrily raising her sword, she went straight for its head. Her pieces were still defending the squad, but her lapse in control spread like a wildfire. It was a result of the connection that they hadn’t expected, with both Travis and Robin being male and immune to the overactive bodily functions women suffered in battle. Mila suffered the effects of Red’s leak first, doubling over with a grunt as she pushed a log into her panties. Her desperation was too much to contain with the sudden urge to release. “Mila look out!” Mina shouted as a massive shadowy bird dived towards her sister. Mina tackled Mila to the ground, clearing her from the bird’s path, but its shadowy claws snatched her up. Her bladder was already eager for release and a golden cascade fell down on her sister as Mina was scooped up. Mila felt herself get thrown down and let out a pained sound, groaning as she pushed another log into her panties, involuntarily forcing more out with the impact. She was peeing now as well, desperate to get everything out. Her red robe was horribly stained, but she was shaken from her stupor when Mina’s pee soaked the upper portions of her dress. Concentrating, she forcibly pushed a third log into her panties, then looked up and cast a powerful spell, the shadowy bird turning to pure ice. Seeing that Mina was free, she bore down again, trying to finish wetting and messing her dress as quickly as possible. Everything pooled beneath her where she sat, and she realized this would be a bit too much of a mess for prestidigitation. Mina landed on her feet beside Mila with grace, her feather fall spell gently setting her on the ground. She wrinkled her nose in disgust at her sister’s accident. “I told you you should have gone beforehand.” She scolded. From across the battlefield she heard a massive roar, and turned bright red as she let out a fearful whimper and a blast of hot, liquid mess. The back of her dress darkened, and with the roar, Red’s influence, and the sound of her sister messing herself beside her, she couldn’t hold it back. Another wave of hot muck sprayed out, overwhelming her panties and dress completely and dripping down her legs. She held a horrified expression as a noisy fart escaped her, and then another, longer burst of diarrhea exploded down her legs, liquid poo puddling beneath her as she continued to helplessly shit herself. Luna ran, turning and firing a desperate arrow occasionally. With the others occupying the larger creatures, she found herself being swarmed by every single one of the tiny humanoids. Red’s chess pieces had intercepted many blows, but she had taken several, and she was getting tired. It seemed there was no end to these things. Suddenly, the swarm vanished. She paused, confused. Suddenly she heard a sound and turned. The whole swarm was behind her, using the same blinking some of the others had used. They were on her in an instant. She desperately removed her bowstring, slamming a few creatures back with her bow like a quarterstaff, but soon she was overwhelmed. She felt her essence start to drain into the shadow and panic completely overtook her body. She looked up into the eerily grinning face of a shadow and helplessly lost all control. Pee soaked her black leather armor, not very noticeable but leaving every inch of her bottom soaked. The back bulged out as a large lump of poo forced its way into her tight armor, then more and more forced its way out, spreading along the back of her tight armor like a pancake. Her bottom and legs were soon coated with pee and poo as she felt all light fading, the shadows taking her. Just as her consciousness faded, she saw a bright light pierce the shadows around her. Travis approached the fallen archer, smoking staff still in hand. There was no trace of the pure energy blast that had utterly annihilated the attacking shadows, but he still radiated an aura of power. Slinging the staff over his shoulder, he picked up the unconscious archer. “Just because I am not leading this fight does not mean I will allow anyone to be lost.” He said quietly, and vanished with a flicker of energy, taking the badly injured woman back to their base. The triplets were fighting the remaining big monsters, the other four split off to head for the last gate. The three of them worked in perfect concert, elemental weapons cutting down giants, birds, and worms alike. They seemed untouchable, any hit that broke through tier formation being absorbed by a one of Red’s pieces, their leader still watching out for them. They struck down the last monster with satisfaction, the three of them hugging one another as the last normal monster fades. Diana, Anna, Alesha, and Carissa joined together, cutting down one last worm from their path and heading for the last nexus. The last of the monsters fell behind them, and the Red Knight would end hers soon. As they neared, however, space rippled in front of them. A massive, six winged dragon, its head full of glowing red eyes and its mouth full of massive red fangs, tore its way into the demiplane. An aura of fear radiated off of it, and it let out a massive roar. Its arms moved in casting, and it lashed out at the triplets with a spell, then turned to face the terrified women before it. Diana had enough when the fear aura hit her. Pee she didn’t even know she still had sprayed down her legs at the sight of the dragon, and a fresh burst of waste pushed its way into her armor, spreading the mess even further down her legs and ass. Her legs trembled and she teared up, and when the dragon roared she fainted dead away, bladder, bowels, and bravery exhausted. Carissa faired a bit better, letting out a quiet whimper of fear and clamping down on her muscles as hard as she could, preventing a solid release. Her bladder, on the other hand, couldn’t be stopped, and her tight armored pants echoed with a hiss as she forcefully and fearfully emptied her bladder into them. She stood frozen with fear as she peed herself like a frightened child, whimpering. As the stream died down, the veteran fighter collected herself and advanced towards the massive dragon. Alesha clamped down on her bladder, forgetting about her bowels, the opposite of Carissa. She let out a pained, involuntary groan as the first soft mass pushed its way into her panties, quickly followed by a wave of brown sludge, then another mass and another. She trembled as Carissa did, shitting herself in terror. She was at least spared the childish whimpering thanks to her pained groans. When the dragon roared, her hold on her bladder faltered, and piss sprayed down her legs, studded leather darkening. She looked up, meeting the dragons eyes, and fell to her knees, helpless in the face of its fearsome gaze. Her bladder was going full force now, along with her bowels, and the stench was terrible as she emptied herself into her armor, entirely humiliated and helpless, unable to continue the fight. Anna fared better than her comrades, at least. Her armor reduced the impact of fear on her along with its other effects, and she leaked for a moment, the front of her panties dampening and the back of them browning slightly, but she held it together. Hammer in hand, she shook her head to clear it, then followed Carissa towards the dragon, hoping her other two companions would be okay. It swooped down to meet them, its shadowy form dwarfing them a hundredfold. It released a massive cone of blue fire, but a pair of Red’s pieces stepped in the way, the ones dressed as bishops, and they dispersed the fire to either side, leaving the pair unharmed. Anna could swear she heard a “Tsk” from the dragon. It descended, and its claws reached out, grabbing at the pair. Carissa activated her ring, and teleported out of the way. Anna tried to dodge, but there was no way she could. The claw was just too big. The dragon scooped her up, and seeing Carissa reappear, sent his massive tail spiraling towards her. She looked up too late, and it hit her full on in the stomach, and the rest of her really. The loudest fart yet was heard from the veteran merc as her mess was quite violently forced out of her. One instant her pants were clean, in another they were sagging heavy with foul mess. A full load, enough to make her armored pants sage with a bulge the size of a baseball or two, was pushed out in an instant. Forced by the impact and lubricated by fear, she humiliated herself in less than a second. She went flying across the battlefield, landing in an unconscious heap. Anna looked up at the dragon in horror as it drew her closer to its maw. She felt her muscles trembling, fear slowly gaining ground. As it opened its jaw her bladder opened involuntarily, and the inside of her pristine armor soaked through, the crystals lack of joints causing the pee from her impressive bladder to pool at the bottom of her feet and climb up her legs as she filled the inside of her tight armor with warm, liquid fear. As she entered the darkness of its maw, she felt the edge of a sharp tooth brush her and closed her eyes. Her stomach rumbled, and despite her best efforts, the shadowy, deadly feel of its tooth was enough. She pushed a wave of soft mess into her underwear, then another. More and more soft, firm mess filled her panties, spreading out and coating the inside of her armor in poop. She shook with fear until she finished messing herself, then wondered why she wasn’t dead. Opening her eyes, she saw herself outside the dragon’s mouth, and it was grinning at her. It gently set her down on the ground, and she fell onto her butt in a daze with a splat, only making the mess worse. What was going on? The three twins had just enough time to celebrate their victory before they were thrown into their own illusionary horrors. Cyan found herself in a pit of snakes. The effect was almost immediate. The youngest sister who had a crippling fear of snakes curled up into a ball and sobbed. She didn’t even try to stop herself as she peed full force into her chainmail skirt, soaking her panties and the cloth that guarded her legs from the mail, the puddle spreading over her and soaking her entirely as she hid in a ball of her own piss. Her bowels luckily didn’t hold much, and she quickly pushed a large stool into her underwear, but it was able to contain everything. Cyril found herself looking at a pair of skeletons she quickly recognized as her sisters. Tears stung her eyes and she rushed over to them. “Nonononono! I can’t be!” she whispered tearfully. When she reached them, she knelt down, and let out the loudest shriek of fear yet. The skeletons eye sockets were filled with spiders, her worst fear. Falling back on her bottom, she desperately scrabbled away, leaving a trial of pee behind as her bladder released into her panties and clothes. She managed to make it to the corner of the room, a large trial of pee showing her path across the room. She realized her butt was completely smeared with poop, having involuntarily released everything the instant she saw the spiders. Her capacity wasn’t much greater than Cyan’s but she had dragged it everywhere. Her armor would take hours to clean and her clothes were likely unsalvageable. But at least she was away from the spiders. Cyrene found herself facing her worst fear as well. She found herself in the water. She desperately tried to swim upwards, but her armor was too heavy. She tore at it desperately, but it would not come off. Her oxygen drained quickly with her panic, and soon she was choking, trying to scream as horror completely overtook her. She lost all consciousness as her bladder and bowels emptied at the same time, the water around her yelling and her soaked clothes staining. The back of her armor bulged out immensely, her garments unable to hold her considerable mess back, the clothes and panties horribly stained brown as soft mess drippled down the back of her legs. Back in the real world, the triplets were position as in their illusions, Cyan curled up in a ball, Cyril sat on her messy bottom, and Cylene laying on her back. Eventually, the illusion faded, and the younger two sisters woke to their unconscious and extremely messy older sister. They moved over to her, and with combined effort, lifted her. The Red Knight fought the giant spider as she felt her soldiers crumbling around her. Cursing silently in her head as her attention was drawn to a hundred different places defending them, she cut deep into the spider. The sudden release of so many shook her a moment later however, and she feel, clutching the bottom of her skirt in desperation and also to prevent it from flaring up. Another, slightly larger lump was forced into her panties, and she no longer had any concentration left. She wished she could yell at him, wished she could kill this thing and end it… The other nexus exploded behind her, and she resigned herself to focusing her attention on holding it and freeing the illusioned women. The now larger bulge in her panties was uncomfortable but she could handle it. Her spell carried her gently to the ground, and she banished the illusion on the triplets. She turned upwards, wincing as the spider advanced on her overworked form and raised a leg to crush her. A few streams of pee trailed down her legs, but she knew her ward would protect her. A moment later, however, the massive dragon crashed into the spider, sending it crashing to the ground like a collapsing titan and tearing into it with furious teeth, claws and wing buffets. At least he was helping now. Gathering herself, Red made her way to the last nexus, raising her sword and unleashing another pulse of red, pure energy. Corona, her sword, struck again, and the nexus shattered. The shadowy nature of the plane faded, returning to the harmless demiplane it had once been. Sheathing her sword, she let out a sigh of relief. “At least I made it through relatively clean.” She said aloud to herself. She was still shaky from everyone else’s release, but she had made it. “Boo!” she heard from behind her, and let out a loud squeak. Her weakened bladder gave out and a waterfall of yellow streamed down between her legs, soaking her red panties thoroughly and puddling beneath her, thankfully leaving her skit and legs untouched. Her bowels forced another lump into her panties, then another, and soon the bulge forced them out to their full extent, not quite enough to peak down below her skirt but sizable. Striking out behind her, she spun and punched the giant of a man standing behind her, grinning. Her fist, even charged with energy, didn’t seem to do much, but he winced, a rare sign of pain from the giant of a man. Somewhat satisfied, she growled at him. “What the hell was that about, Robin!? I had this under control, we had it won! And then you had to go and take out the rest of my soldiers!? Are you just jealous I was doing better than you!?” Robin couldn’t contain a chuckle, putting his hand on the average sized woman’s head and easy task for the seven foot tall half giant. “Perhaps. Perhaps the master just wanted me to amuse him.” Red blushed hotly, but she knew Robin was teasing her. He knew of her affection, and its lack of return. She didn’t need his teasing right now. Shaking her head, she retorted. “Maybe you just wanted a show. It doesn’t matter I suppose, as long as master realizes how well we would have done without your intrusion.” They both knew he didn’t interfere for his own desires. He was willing to amuse others tastes but he wouldn’t go out of his way for it. But it was the only defense she had. “Now if you’ll excuse me, I need to go gather up the army that you threw all over the battlefield.” She added with a huff. Turning, she let out an eep as she felt Robin;s hands grab her legs and back and scoop her up. “Travis is taking care of that.” He told her. “I’m to take you back.” “Let go of me you big oaf!” she shouted in indignation, punching uselessly at his shoulder. He turned away from the scene and she slumped against his shoulder, basking in the warmth of his body as they left the cold, shadowy plane. “You did a wonderful job.” Travis told her, smiling. She had just returned from the plane with Robin, slipping out of his grip and going to meet Travis while the others cleaned up. She shifted uncomfortably in her messy panties, though she knew there was no trace of her accident visible. The energy around her kept the smell from escaping. She liked to keep her accidents secret, especially when they were intentional or prolonged. “You defended the squad in an exemplary manner, and still fought well yourself. You did, however, fail to keep Luna well-guarded. Dedicate someone to that next time, had I not interfered you would have lost her.” His voice was the same monotone no matter which part he was delivering, which was a bit creepy. “You did much better than Robin, at least. If not for his interference that would have gone off well. Congratulations, Red Knight. You have earned the right to lead your own squad.” Red beamed with pride. For once, she was flooded with happiness. This was her goal. She was affirmed as good enough, as strong enough, to be a commander in the Omega Watch. It was an exhilarating feeling. It was missing one thing, however. She wished he would reach over, grope her bottom through her skirt like he always did with Jill. Anything. But there was nothing but a sense of pride over her accomplishment, pride of her growth. Nothing more emotional than that. And while she was happy, excited, she was also forlorn. “Thank you, commander.” She managed, keeping her voice as formal as possible. Bowing her head in farewell, she left the room. Robin was waiting outside the door, joining her in her walk the instant she exited. “Jealous?” she asked. “Hardly.” Robin replied, rolling his eyes. “You were always better at leading. An exemplary performance indeed. Just one little flaw.” His hand reached under her skirt, groping her messy ass. “Pervert! Jerk!” she shouted, shoving him away and protectively covering her butt. He laughed once again, raising his hands defensively. “I was just pointing it out. None of your squad noticed.” Putting his arm around, her started leading her towards her quarters as she pouted. “I…think I understand how you feel. Sorry about that. Are you going to be alright?” She was silent for a moment. “I’ll have to be, won’t I?” Robin was aware of her longing, the only one here who was. He had comforted her when there was no one else, and while neither of them thought there was more than close friendship between them, she needed something to distract her. And often, he needed something to distract him. He had his own issues. “Just…maybe come with me, alright?” He nodded and pulled her close, petting her hair as the pair entered her quarters. He didn’t know if she meant as someone to cry on or for something more intimate, but he would support her regardless. Sometimes he wondered if his master knew, or cared. Of course he knew, and of course he cared. So what game was he playing? (If anyone is up for rping in this setting by the way I’d be up for it. PM, I have some ideas if you don’t. And of course, comments and criticism. My proofreading is lazy and my writing is shaky so I need all the help/support I can get. And I swear the other two parts of Kagero story are coming.)
  10. indian

    Hi once again everyone. <present> The bus driver of the SETC bus hung out of the side of the bus blowing his whistle as we entered the Salem bus stop at 3:00 AM. This was to be our third and final bus switch for the night. The bus stop was dimly lit and reeked of stale urine and decomposing garbage. I heard a few of my friends stirring awake as the bus lights came on. I grabbed a smoke and left the bus, edging my way past a restlessly rocking Sanjana. The station was utterly appalling. Garbage lay rotting in large heaps. I looked around for a place I could have my smoke. My eyes fell on the bathrooms, the gutka riddled wall from where the stench originated. I edged my way past the food sellers and into the open unisex shit yard that they called a toilet. At this time of the night there was nobody around and the bathroom looked more than a little creepy. I stood to one corner and lit my smoke, an evil twinkling glistening in my eyes. I took a deep drag, then smoothly exhaled as my heart pounded faster and faster. I knew what was going to happen. I knew what I was going to see. I took another drag off the cigarette. The sound of footsteps pattering rapidly, approaching the bathroom stirred me. I took a deep breath and tried to steady myself. The footsteps grew louder and louder as the person running approached. Sanjana's panting was easily recognizable. Sanjana dashed into the bathroom, a frantic look plastered on her face. She scanned the filthy room up and down quickly, noticing me but in her urgency not caring, and dashed into the closest 'cubicle' (if you can call it that). From my place in the corner, I had a perfect vantage point. I took another drag. Sanjana unbuttoned her skin tight jeans and began frantically pulling them and her tight white polka-dotted panties off her thigh. The moment she had got them midway, she dropped into an awkward skewed squat over the trough below. Instantly there was a loud hissing sound as a forceful stream of urine shot into the bowl, washing off some of the brown plastered grime in its flow. But though Sanjana was squatting, emptying herself into the trough, there was no relief on her face, merely determination. Just one glimpse of her sweaty contorted face and the way she was clutching her stomach, I knew there was a much bigger problem shouting in her lower stomach. Her butt cheeks tensed several times during the coursde of her pee. Yet each time she managed to regain her composure. As her stream tapered off to a drizzle, she hurriedly pulled up her jeans and left the bathroom, buttoning them as she walked out. I followed her back to the bus with a sly smile on my lips. This was going to be an interesting bus ride !!! <Two Days Earlier> "Hey Rohit, where are we. I need to Peeee", Aishwarya whined from the back of the trekking group. Rahul looked up from the path in front of him. He scratched his head as he replied, "I'm not really sure. We're quite lost, that's for sure. We're in the middle of nowhere! There's just trees and more trees!! If you really need to pee you should probably just use a bush." Aishwarya looked indignant and sulking with a pouty face murmured, " I can wait." Our trekking group had gotten lost in the depths of the forest. We stumbled off the main trail less than an hour back and hadn't been able to find our way back. There were 8 of us in total, friends from work and other. We'd come up to Yercaud for a fun relaxing weekend of trekking, not this. Still we walked deeper and deeper into the jungle. As the sun started to dim, my eyes caught a figure in the distance, behind a forage of vines and branches. I pointed this out to my friends and they shouted to the person for help. The man however, didn't respond, at this distance we wouldn't know anyway so we all moved towards him shouting for help. Suddenly, the figure began to run. Shouting we chased after it for a good 5 minutes. Finally it appeared to be slowing down; we ran forward with renewed vigor. As we drew closer, we saw that the figure was not a man, but a tall beautiful woman, wearing a typical traditional folded saree. As we drew closer, we saw that she was fiddling with something behind a large tree. When we approached we were surprised to see a well built shed, about the size of a small public toilet, made entirely out of wood, in the middle of the jungle. The woman was fumbling with a ring of keys in front of the door. Her incessant jiggling and knee-bending gave voice to the nature of her hurry. Aishwarya had caught sight of the shed and was overjoyed. She outran all of us and reached the shed. Turning towards the village woman, Aishwarya said, "Toilet? Can .. I?? Toilet??" The village woman gave just one look of frenzied urgency to Aishwarya and went back to putting various keys in the padlock fastened on the door. Aishwarya was not well off. She was having severe difficulty keeping still. These were the final moments of struggle for her. All of a sudden a 'click' sounded as the padlock snapped off and the toilet door swayed open. Inside was a clean and obviously well maintained toilet. Aishwarya was already contemplating running ahead into the toilet before it opened. As the doors swung open though, she felt a long leak (more like a squirt) rush out of her and down her cargo trousers. She held it back but within 2 seconds another squirt escaped, and then another. Aishwarya ran ahead, literally pushing the village woman to the side and fumblingly bolted the toilet door behind her as she entered. She could feel drops of urine running down her calf. She tore her cargoes down to her knees as a tidal wave erupted from between her legs, washing the toilet clean in its path. Aishwarya sighed loudly and closed her eyes in bliss. The village woman trapped outside however was much less fortunate. Shell-shocked by Aishwarya's actions, the village woman, with her legs visibly twisted and in a semi hunch, pounded on the bathroom door. The 7 of us standing there could do nothing, and merely looked on. We were so busy watching her pounding away at the door that we didn't notice the gentle pattering noise of piss falling from her calves onto the soil until she started crying. When we realized what was happening, we all looked away, feeling incredibly guilty and awkward. The woman sobbed gently as her urine ran down her legs. Suddenly the wind changed, the sky darkened, the tree leaves rustled ominously. The woman looked up at us, her kajol smeared around her eyes. Her look was one of unadulturated hatred and anger. The next thing we knew, she was levitating above us, 5 feet in the air. As she looked at us her eyes glowed with orange fury. "FUCK YOU!! You bastards will pay for what you've done. You'll feel my pain, my humiliation, my helplessness, ALL OF YOU!!! You WILL pay. You WILL know what it feels like. Every single one of you!!" With that she disappeared among the foilage. We gazed upward stupidly in shock. The sound of a flush was followed by a relieved Aishwarya stepping out of the bathroom as she buttoned up her cargoes. "What happenned guys??"
  11. Female

    Hi everyone, here's some things!
  12. Now, accidents, I'm sure most of us had them when we were younger. For this, I'm focusing on the ages, between say, 3 and 7. I want you guys to try and recall memories, no matter how vague. While the majority of stories will be wetting accidents, poop accidents are allowed. Since I started the thread, its only fair I start it off. Now, this story takes me back. It was in 2003 or so. I was about five years old, maybe five and a half. I went to the local YMCA for preschool, or maybe it was daycare. Maybe it was both, moving on. I was wearing a light blue shirt, dark blue sweatpants, and some shoes. Now, here's the thing, gonna lay a little backstory about me back then. You see, I wasn't technically potty trained. True, I knew how to use the toilet, and how to tell when I had to go, but using diapers and beings changed seemed to help me bond more with my mom. I wasn't nervous about using diapers, and was never caught, not even by the staff. I would fill them, and no one would notice. On that day, I had a pretty substantial breakfast, including a bottle of milk or two. On that day, we were studying the Chinese Zodiac. We were called up to pick the animal we were born under, cut it out, and get it pasted onto two Popsicle sticks. I, at the time, thought I had been born under the dragon, because dragons are cool, and I liked them. What my five year old mind didn't know, which I would find out a few years after, when I was eight or nine, was that, being born in early February, I was actually a tiger, but that's beside the point. I cut out my paper dragon, and joined my classmates in the line. I only knew a few of them by name, but we didn't keep in touch. I was near the back of the line. It was a moment later that breakfast came to haunt me. I felt a sharp tingling sensation in my bladder, and my bowels felt quite full. I gently rubbed my stomach, rubbing my legs together. I normally wouldn't worry about using my diaper, but with the teacher so close, and several other kids behind me, I feared they would sniff me out. I didn't know whether or not some of my classmates were in diapers, or Pull-Ups, I never noticed if they were. Normally, I would just let go into my diaper, or find a place to relax, but I didn't want to lose my spot in line, or tell the teacher where I had been. I could already feel a few dribbles spurt into my padding, and something shifting in my gut. I knew I wouldn't hold it in much longer. I "accidentally" dropped my paper crane. My dark blue sweatpants hid my diaper pretty well. I bent down to pick it up, and began to push. I smiled as I felt a stream of urine soak my diaper, warming it up. At the same time, I blasted out a fart, muffled by my diaper and pants, and began to fill the back with a squishy mush. I stood up, got my paper dragon glued, and went on my stinky way. I was later change in the car, or get changed, rather. I shall share more stories at a later date, in the mean time, why don't you guys share yours?
  13. From the album OverFlo207 - 2016

    This is an art trade for my friend and talented artist Dango-tan2 ^^ http://dango-tan2.deviantart.com/ (She's an anime DL artist that works for extremely low prices!) Art featuring their chibi OC, Dango A true hardworking artist doesn't take a break...He or she keeps working through the long days, and through the short days. An artist doesn't let anything stop him or her from working, and they'll continue to work until......well, until this happens. :) (I've done that in my diaper countless times while drawing ^^)
  14. From the album OverFlo207 - 2016

    Gift for my bro Aceheroic Ace is a lot of things...he is: My bestie, beyond friendly, a great roleplayer, very responsive, a cute baby, very huggable, super charitable, an adorable sissy like me, always keeping Flo happy, very comforting to lonely puppies...like me, fun to bottlefeed, very welcoming, a blind baby, a good mommy when I beg him to be, fun to change when he's a baby, fun to get changed by, very prefferant of breastfeeding over bottlefeeding, always making time for me :3, my coolest brother ever, and he's very tolerant of a stinky baby like me :3 And so it is the least I can do, to give my special little baby bro, the hug he deserves. He's the best Christmas present ever!.......even if he's making stinky in his diapey..>///<..
  15. From the album OverFlo207 - 2016

    I've been side-tracted away from completing Odin Sphere at the moment. When I get back to it, I will draw some better diapered Pooka action! Old sketch.
  16. Hey guys, if you're wondering why we haven't posted, we have been busy dealing with snow up here in the higher altitudes of Colorado..... We also have exams coming up soon so wish us luck!!! But here is a cute tumblr clip I found, it is quite difficult to find good anime wetting/diaper videos. We will be sure to post more when this semester is over! Stay padded guys and gals! Enjoy!!!!!!! (video does not belong to me nor am I the owner of the linked tumblr account) http://piseu-christ-universel2.tumblr.com/post/152449608558/bonjour-les-abdl ----Daddy
  17. Version 1.0.0

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    Someone found this on Tumblr and I decided to use Chrome's inspect element feature to download it for myself and upload it here. It appears to be an edit done by Sketch Man of Kuro no Kyoushitsu episode one, with the edit changing the diaper to make it bigger and over the pants instead of under them.

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  18. So, as the question asks, did anyone else here wear diapers past the age most kids are potty trained? Ergo between 18 months and 3 years of age? I know I did. I wore them until a little past the end of second grade, so about the time I turned eight, since my mom couldn´t find anymore that would fit me. If you can, share any memories you can. Now, this story takes me back. It was in 2003 or so. I was about five years old, maybe five and a half. I went to the local YMCA for preschool, or maybe it was daycare. Maybe it was both, moving on. I was wearing a light blue shirt, dark blue sweatpants, and some shoes. Now, here's the thing, gonna lay a little backstory about me back then. You see, I wasn't technically potty trained. True, I knew how to use the toilet, and how to tell when I had to go, but using diapers and beings changed seemed to help me bond more with my mom. I wasn't nervous about using diapers, and was never caught, not even by the staff. I would fill them, and no one would notice. On that day, I had a pretty substantial breakfast, including a bottle of milk or two. On that day, we were studying the Chinese Zodiac. We were called up to pick the animal we were born under, cut it out, and get it pasted onto two Popsicle sticks. I, at the time, thought I had been born under the dragon, because dragons are cool, and I liked them. What my five year old mind didn't know, which I would find out a few years after, when I was eight or nine, was that, being born in early February, I was actually a tiger, but that's beside the point. I cut out my paper dragon, and joined my classmates in the line. I only knew a few of them by name, but we didn't keep in touch. I was near the back of the line. It was a moment later that breakfast came to haunt me. I felt a sharp tingling sensation in my bladder, and my bowels felt quite full. I gently rubbed my stomach, rubbing my legs together. I normally wouldn't worry about using my diaper, but with the teacher so close, and several other kids behind me, I feared they would sniff me out. I didn't know whether or not some of my classmates were in diapers, or Pull-Ups, I never noticed if they were. Normally, I would just let go into my diaper, or find a place to relax, but I didn't want to lose my spot in line, or tell the teacher where I had been. I could already feel a few dribbles spurt into my padding, and something shifting in my gut. I knew I wouldn't hold it in much longer. I "accidentally" dropped my paper crane. My dark blue sweatpants hid my diaper pretty well. I bent down to pick it up, and began to push. I smiled as I felt a stream of urine soak my diaper, warming it up. At the same time, I blasted out a fart, muffled by my diaper and pants, and began to fill the back with a squishy mush.As this was going on, even though it barely lasted a minute, to five year old me it felt like hours. As I pooped, I kept thinking "Please don't notice my poo poo." I stood up, got my paper dragon glued, and went on my stinky way. I was later change in the car, or get changed, rather.
  19. Hi, I've been offline for long time, but now I'm back and I'va got a few new stories, that I will, I hope, publish next week. This happend to me few days ago, when I was returning home from celebration with my relatives. It was very cold day, temperature was about -5°C, so I took snowpants, as I only packed them, and jeans, which were not so warm. I was also wearing high snowboots and normal winter jacket. I got there by train, instead of car, so when I was leaving, I had to go 1km to train station, spend hour and half in train and then go 1.5km to my home. When I was going to the train station, I started to feel a need to poo. The day before, at the celebration, I ate so much food it was no surprise. When I came to the train station, I find out that the train is leaving very soon, and I have no time to go to the toilet (as I don't like going to dirty toilets in train) and I runned to the platform. As I was running, I farted a few times, but nothing more. The train was almost empty, so it was easy to find an empry compartment. A looked into my panties to make sure I didn't pooped myself. As I didn't need to poo anymore, I didn't went to the toilet. The train started moving, the conductor checked my ticket and I decided to take a nap. After a while, I woke up and I had a warm feeling in my pants. I stand up and look inside them, to find my white panties completely brown and filled with mess. The problem was, that my poo was a bit liquid. Not as liquid as diarhea to pass through the panties, but still enough to flow between panties and my skin and down my legs. I quickly sat down and started thinking what to do. It didn't smelled in there, so I must pooped right before I woke up. I still needed to poo, but I didn't wanted to go to the dirty toilets, and I already pooped, so it won't make huge difference. The train should have been in station in 30 minutes, so I opened the window and decided to hold it. But after few minutes, I couldn't, and I farted and felt that some poo is also coming out. For some time, it was the same. I couldn't hold it, small fart and something came out, so I was just sitting there and constantly pooping into my snowpants. When the train was almost in the station, I decided not to hold it and helped it. I farted so much, but what was worse, I didn't expected so huge load of mess to came out. I could fell mess all in my panties, around my crotch, and it was clear the panties didn't hold it and it was leaking into my snowpants. The train arrived, so I went home. As soon as I stand uop, I felt that the mess was slowly flowing down my legs. After few minutes of walking, it reached my snowboots and they sterted to fill, and if I walken faster, it was squelching every step, so I had to slow down not to make anybody notice it. When I was in the middle of my way to home, I was already a bit horny because of it, and I decided to go to buy coffe and go home by the longer way. When I came to the shop, nobody seemed to notice it, so I bought a cofee and went home through the park. When I was in the park, I hided into bushes and under my snowpants. I didn't have to take them off and I was sure that my legs are both completely covered in mess. I was alredy pretty horny and I wanted to have some fun, so I went directly to my home, but in the middle of the park, I stopped for a pee. I was just standing there and I let the pee come out. What I like about snowpants, is there unless you pee in theme many times a row, nobody can see it, so I was just standing there and enjoying the warm pee comming down my legs, filling my rubbered snowboots. When I came home, I went straight into the bathroom and looked what I did. I pulled my snowpants down, bit I didn't take them off, and neither my snowboots. My legs were dirty, as the mess was flowing on them. My panties were almost empty, so based on this, all tme mess must have been in my snowboots. I pulled my snowpant back up and layd in the bath, still fully clothed. I put me legs up and I felt the pee flowing from my boots to my crotch, followed by the poo. I started rubbing my crotch. I was playing in there for a while and then I turned the water on and filled the bath. Then some more playing and then I had to start cleaning (it took 2 hours to clean the clothes!).
  20. View File Anime Diaper Messing Someone found this on Tumblr and I decided to use Chrome's inspect element feature to download it for myself and upload it here. If anyone knows where it came from, please do tell so I can edit the title and description. Submitter writerforce6 Submitted 11/19/2016 Category Anime / Animated Clips  
  21. Classroom Messing (Omoani) View File They very popular, yet seldom uploading, Omoani has awakened from their slumber to give us something new. Omoani has started using voice over work in their videos, which does nothing but make the video a bit better. It is a messing video, so you guys do know. Submitter LedinWind Submitted 09/15/2016 Category Anime / Animated Clips  
  22. Female

    https://omorashi.org/story/345-messing-contest/ I'm working on these series of stories, use this thread to make suggestions for future contest mashups!
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    1280x720 HD DiaperMess Nikki videos as requested, all videos up to Mid-January 2015. I hope you all enjoy! I will continue to take requests for any DM videos, however, due to some of the requests already received, I will be trying to fill those requests first, which may take several days, so please bare with me, and be patient. Thanks again! Also, just like my previous uploads, the files ending with a 2 such as, DpMNikkiMessesChattingComputer2.mp4, and the same file name without the 2, DpMNikkiMessesChattingComputer.mp4, are the exact same video, just shot at a different angle. Please view the screenshots of each, to determine which angle you prefer more, so that you don't use up part of your download limit on both if you're a "free user". Regards, Leroy.Sniknej

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  24. WARNING: THE CONTENT AND NATURE OF THIS STORY IS NOT ADVISED FOR ALL READERS. The story contains, but is not limited to: Forced Nudity, Forced Wetting of pants and diapers, Obscene language, Obscene and Cruel behavior, Human Being Used as Toilet, Forced Infantilism, Bondage, and Spanking. If any of the latter is disagreeable to you, or becomes disagreeable to you at any time it is advised that you exit this post. The following story is fictional, but will be written as though it actually happened / is happening. I have been a naughty boy today. Mommy sent me to write to everyone about what I did, and she tried to correct my behavior with her very fair punishment, but I simply wouldn't listen. I got home from work a little early today. When I walked in the door I made noise by taking my shoes off and shutting the door too hard, and that didn't make mommy happy. "Why can't you come home without disturbing me" she said with an evil look in her eye. "But I guess it's my job to fix that isn't it?" she asked rhetorically, but I nodded anyway looking up momentarily at her. "Don't make eye contact with me, you're wittle puppy dog eye won't on me Mister!" She moved closer to me, unbuckled my pants and brought them to my ankles, leaving me exposed. "Ok, now you can go do two things; first go open all the blinds then get your toothbrush and start scrubbing the toilet." I couldn't even get this task right as the first thing I tried to do was step out of my pants around my ankles to which I was scolded "Umm no, I didn't say to step out of those did I? You can hobble around just fine like that!" she told me. I then proceeded to do as I was told. About 15 minutes into my punishment mommy came into the bathroom and said "I have to pee..." as she stared a hole through me and took her pants off. I began to get up but felt a hand on my back that pushed me down. "Haha no, I don't think so" she laughed as she stepped over me and squatted down. "Don't you dare move" she said. A moment passed and then I felt a warm stream hit the back of my head and run every way imaginable down my face and back. "Looks like you have more cleaning to do" she said with an insidious smile as she left the room. I finished my cleaning some time later and hobble back out to her, covered in her urine. "You look ridiculous" she said in a half loving tone. "What am I going to do with you" she said as she walked over to me and grabbed my manhood gently as she began to stroke. After a moment there was an abrupt halt to her gift with me only moments from cuming. "Nope, I don't think so" she said. She then pulled my pants back up and pulled me down so she could whisper in my ear "these don't come off until I take them off, understand?" Being the insubordinate that I am I talked back to her saying "but I really have to use the bathroom, can I just go quickly?" I felt a slap against my cheek and heard a quiet but firm "Don't talk back to me, I tell you when to piss. Are you a fucking baby, can you not hold yourself without wetting your pants?" I incorrectly though she didn't want an answer, but when she yelled "ANSWER ME!" I jumped and said "no, I'm not a baby" as I nearly had an accident right then and there. "Good, then you can hold it while I go buy a bottle of wine" she said as she began to put her shoes on. I got excited for a moment thinking that I could use the bathroom while she was out. She turned the doorknob slowly before saying, "Ohh, I almost forgot. Go get me the handcuffs" she instructed while letting go of the doorknob. I did as I was told and mommy then handcuffed one of my hands, brought me over to the sliding glass door, slipped the other side of the handcuffs through the handle and handcuffed my other hand. She then put the key on the coffee table just feet from where I was. "Ok I'll be back in a little while, you have fun" she said as she walked out the door. I stood and waited for what seemed like forever. I couldn't help but to look at the clock as the time ticked away second after second. I held myself for exactly 43 minutes before my bladder started to give way. Mommy came home 28 minutes later, and found me in a puddle. She looked at me from across the room, said nothing and proceeded to go to the kitchen. She came back in with a bottle of wine and a glass and didn't even look at me. She then sat down, turned on the TV and poured herself a glass of wine while I sat in wet pants for another 45 minutes or so. After her show was over she got up, grabbed the key and unlocked my handcuffs. She then unbuttoned my pants and again brought them to my ankles. "Take them off" she said quickly and sternly. I did as I was told, and was walked across the room where mommy sat down in a chair. "Across my lap" she said in the same stern voice as before. I laid across her lap, and a moment later I felt a hard sting hit my butt. Mommy is small but she spanked me until my butt was sore and red. She pushed me off her lap and let me hit the floor before saying, "Let me guess, you want to eat tonight don't you?" I got to my knees and nodded yes to her. She grabbed me by the hair and led me to the kitchen where she sat me in a chair. She then went into a bag that she had brought home whilst out getting her wine. She opened a jar and came back to the kitchen table, grabbing a seat next to mine with a small spoon in her hand. She then proceeded to dip the spoon into a jar of baby food and half feed me and half smear the food across my face."You've so fucking messy, I can't even spoon feed you without having you make a mess" she said disapprovingly. Next mommy led me to the bathroom where she told me to get undressed and get in the tub. She turned on the shower first, and only the cold water. She smirked as I shivered for a minute but then decided that she'd rather give me a bath instead. "Sit down, and be good" she instructed, as she turned on the warm water and let the tub fill. I was so happy to finally be getting the pee, both from herself and myself as well as all of the baby food, off of me. Mommy used a nice washcloth to clean me up, and spent extra special attention to my private area, again leaving me only moments away from cuming. "Ok time to get out" mommy then said as she unplugged the drain and got me a towel. "Dry off while mommy gets your night time cloths ready" she said in a more positive mood. After drying off I stood and waited for mommy for a moment until she called for me to come into our room. I entered and saw my night time cloths: a white t-shirt and a very thick diaper that was splayed out on the bed. "Well...lay on the diaper for me" mommy instructed. I did, and she taped me up super tight before putting me in my t-shirt. Mommy then took a pillow and a sheet and put it on the floor next to the bed. "Ok, I made a place for you to sleep, now mommy is going to go finish her wine and watch some TV. You be good, I don't want to hear a peep Mister!" She said as she turned off the light and watched me lie on the floor before closing the door and leaving. And that's where I slept, until I woke up the next morning. I got out of bed needing to use the bathroom in both senses of the word, but I dared not wake up mommy. I managed to hold it until around 11 when she woke up, where I asked approached her and asked "mommy can I please use the bathroom I really have to go, and not just pee?" Mommy looked at me with a puzzled expression and said "are you trying to ask for something? I don't understand" I asked her again and got the same response, only this time she told me "maybe if you got on your knees and begged a little, I'd be able to understand you." I did just that and pleaded and begged mommy to let me use the bathroom. She finally responded with "that's ok, one day when you're a big boy you'll learn to talk and mommy will be able to understand everything you say, but for now I guess all we can hope to get from you is baby babble." I felt so defeated and gave up right then and there as I started to wet and mess my diaper with mommy watching. "Ohh, it's a good thing mommy put you in those diapers, look at all of the accidents you're having lately!" she said as I finished filling my pants. "Mommy will change you in a while baby, but first I think you should go tell the world how bad you've been. Go get on your computer and tell everyone what you've done since you got home from work yesterday, and mommy will change you when you're finished."
  25. From the album OverFlo207 - 2016

    Anonymous Commission Ode to joy!...I get to draw shit again... I know, I know....my shitty artwork has become too clean lately. Ever since my fans stopped commenting on my art here for unknown reasons, I moved over to deviantart to receive more comments. And from that point on, my art has become clean, having little to no visible feces...well...I love shit, so I took a shitty commission for the opportunity to draw more shit...my commissioner wanted me to draw him getting the shit squeezed out of his diaper, and I did...because diapers are made for that. We wear diapers, and we shit in them, that's their function. They weren't made to just be worn as clothing or for a fashion statement, and they don't belong exclusively as clean art either. Diapers are made for humans to unload their shit in. That is their purpose...and my purpose is to draw it, lol.