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  1. 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?
  2. 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.
  3. I don’t remember exactly when my friends found out about my tiny bladder. I just know that they realized at some point or another and that was all they needed. Whether I enjoyed it (which, naturally, I did) or hated it, it became their goal that, from time to time, they would make me as miserable as possible without making me pee myself. Now I, being an omo enthusiast, played along- pretended to be naive enough to think they wouldn’t do it, pretended to be mad when they dared me not to go… but deep down, I loved it. This particular time happened quite a while ago, although I can only speculate on exactly when it was. It was, however, one of the best experiences I’ve had and I hope you guys enjoy the story. ... I was already uncomfortable when the time came for the usual midnight shenanigans. We had all planned to leave after our raid attempt in... Destiny, I believe, but it got late and we decided to just stay the night, so we did something we had been doing since we were kids. The six of us, my best friend, his best friend, the one who’s house we were at, my best friend’s girlfriend, one of her geekier friends and me, decided to play sardines. If you’ve never heard of sardines, it’s a game very similar to hide and seek. Well… somewhat similar. One person hides and the rest search for him or her. Once one person finds the hider, that person hides with them. Once one person is left, they become the hider and the rest return to seeking for the next round. Oh, and it is played in complete darkness. Very fun even if you’re not a kid, but it can be a little scary sometimes, especially if you’re not entirely if your mental faculties aren’t running at 100%, which none of ours were. I believe we chose the first hider by age, so… let’s call her Lilith- my best friend’s gf- hid first. We went up the stairs to wait it out while she found a hiding spot, then flipped off the lights. It didn’t take very much searching as she hadn’t spent to much time in the house and didn’t know it well enough to find a good hiding spot, but even in the short amount of time I spent looking, my discomfort nearly doubled. It was part the movement, part the fear of bumping into something or someone, and part all the drinking I had been doing. I wasn’t the last one, but with the amount of squirming I did once I was safely in the hiding spot shortened the round considerably. Perhaps it was this that tipped my friends off. As we stood huddled at the top of the steps waiting for a sufficient amount of time to pass, Lilith’s friend (let’s call her Anna) looked slyly at me. “Hey, are you alright? You were moving around a lot last round,” she asked innocently. “Uh… yeah,” I replied hastily. “I’m fine.” She raised an eyebrow. “Are you sure?” She persisted, a hint of playfulness creeping into her voice. “I mean, you’re looking pretty red… are you sure you don’t have to… pee?” Anna drew the last word out to a dramatic crescendo and then looked at me expectantly. I’m sure I got redder, because her innocent expression broke into a malicious smile. “Oh, you do!” She exclaimed, then, more quietly, “Well, you can’t go now. You might accidentally find (err… best friend… Calvin. Sure.) Calvin. That wouldn’t be fair, now, would it?” The friend who owned the house merely watched on with an ever growing grin before looking at his watch. “We can probably go now.” He chimed in, interrupting Anna’s teasing. He flipped the switch and led us down the stairs into the pitch black basement. Being at the end of the line heading down the steps just behind Anna, I was able to give myself a quick squeeze before going to look for Calvin. Calvin, having been to the house many times before, was significantly harder to find. Being as skinny as he was didn’t limit his hiding options either. Eventually, I found him because house owner de jure (Logan, I will call him) had found Calvin and seated himself none too skillfully next to the hiding spot, not being skinny enough to fit. After a short while, Anna found us and stood behind me. We stood there for a while, listening silently to Lilith and other friend sound off, asking where the other was and if they had found us yet. I was still fidgeting, but standing up made it easier since the button on my pants wasn’t pressing into my bladder so much. After several minutes, I felt hands creeping up my back, tickling slightly and making their way towards my shoulders. I instinctively crossed my arms over my chest, assuming that Anna would probably jokingly fondle me like she does from time to time, but I was horrified when the hands went instead to my underarms and began to tickle me. I wrenched myself away, the sudden fright and tickling combining to make my bladder lurch, a few droplets leaking out of me. After a few moments of wondering whether the sound of my movements alerted the remaining seekers, my heart stopped pounding and I decided it was safe to return to my hiding spot. After a few moments, however, I felt hands on my back again and whipped around, only to find the hands grabbing me were not Anna’s, but Logan’s. He grabbed me and held me in place while Anna returned to tickling me, although, this time, I had no means of escape. I could only jam my hands into my crotch and try to keep from crying out as I was tickled mercilessly. As I wiggled desperately trying to keep my now aching bladder from spurting into my undergarments, the tickling became more and more fierce and I began to lose control. The first squirt was tiny, barely dampening my underwear, but the second was longer and I began to panic. “Anna, please…” I begged in a whisper between fits of silent laughter, but she said nothing and continued to torment me. “I’m about to pee my pants. Come on.” Still the torture continued. The next squirt was even longer than the last two and I felt certain that the pee was visible on my tight, light blue jeans. The last spurt signaled the beginning of a constant trickle that I couldn’t seem to stop. I could feel it dripping slowly down my leg, and I began to kick at Anna, who stood in front of me. The kick to her leg made her stop and back up for a moment, but after only a second, she returned, more vicious than ever. Finally, I couldn’t take it any longer. I screamed, and her hands left my body. I collapsed to my knees and jammed both hands into my crotch. The flow tapered off, but I knew that I had a huge wet spot, probably nearly half a foot, down both legs. My male friend and Lilith both came to investigate the scream and found the group of hiders, myself included. Calvin asked what I had screamed about, but I could only whimper in response. Anna explained that they had been tickling me, but no other questions were asked, and everyone basically stepped around me and left me to sit there. “Hey, guys?” Lilith called softly. “Do you mind if I use the bathroom before the next round?” “No,” Anna responded. “No, not at all.” I looked up, seeing an opportunity. Lilith wasn’t in on this yet, I figured. She might just let me go to the bathroom. I stood up slowly, clenching my bladder muscles, and stumbled over to the bathroom door where Lilith stood, just on the verge of closing it, the light on. “Wait!” I pleaded. “Wait, Lilith. Please… I have to pee so bad. Can I please go first?” She looked me up and down for a moment, assessing my hunched, desperate posture and the way my hands were locked on my crotch in the dim light that the bathroom cast out. After a short moment of deliberation, she answered. “No,” she said simply, before closing and locking the door. “NO!” I shouted through the door. “Lilly, please! I can’t hold it much longer!” I knocked loudly on the door, but when I heard no answer, I collapsed against the door, feeling tears welling in my eyes and urine swelling my bladder. I was at my limit, and I knew it was only a matter of time. I knocked again. “Lilith, I’m begging you! I’m about to piss myself if you don’t just open this door! Come on.” Still no response. I began to despair. After almost a minute, I knew I was out of time. Sweat was absolutely pouring out of me, my bladder was sending waves of desperation through my body, and I could feel my control slipping. I knocked one last time, unable to form any words with my mind completely on my bursting bladder. Finally, collapsed to my knees as the last of my control ebbed away. The sudden sound of Lilith’s pee hitting the toilet was the thing that sent me over the edge. My muscles gave out, and after a second, pee began spraying from me full force. I could feel it spilling down my legs, making a huge dark spot on my pants that grew and grew. The pee spread outwards, making its way across the front of my pants, spreading past my knees, soaking my butt. My control had completely disappeared and all I could do was enjoy the relief and try not to think about the enormous amount of humiliation I would face when my friends saw the mess I had made. By now, I could feel the pee puddling on the ground beneath my knees and I knocked softly on the door one more time as the last of my urine was absorbed by my pants or dripped to the ground. “Almost finished,” Lilith responded, her voice muffled by the door. I stood up with less difficulty this time, but when I felt some additional droplets of pee fall down my leg, I nearly collapsed again. Lilith looked awed when she saw my soaked pants, and the rest of my friends, especially Anna, were very apologetic. To be honest, I don’t think they actually expected me to wet myself as I never had before, and haven't pushed me to hold it since. Honestly, they are good friends, but they can be cruel sometimes, especially when they get into the right mood. Although they didn’t know it, they gave me quite the enjoyable evening, and I know I won’t be forgetting it anytime soon, nor will I experience anything as exciting on my own. ... Anyways, I hope you guys enjoyed reading this as much as I enjoyed doing it. If you did, feel free to let me know, or, if not, let me know what I could do to make the next story better. Make it less wordy? Describe the desperation more? Feedback is always appreciated. Thanks for reading and if you'd like to suggest any pee holding challenges for me to write about, I'd be happy to try those out as well.
  4. Drawing various pokemorphs in omo/wetting related scenes. Possibly down the line a small mini-comic. Post requests, I'll pick a few! (Also it will assist me in getting better at art)
  5. accidently stumbeled on this one. It's from a porn/fetish/BDSMflick called Punished School Girls (I think it must be from the 70's) and in this scene one girl get's a spanking while the other girl wets herself overcome by emotion. It's pretty poor quality but I like the acting and I love the fact that it's vintage. (hope it hasn't been posted before) anniewets.mp4
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    You play a student called Reguma who wakes up in a strange world filled with monsters. After escaping to the nearest town, you run into one of your classmates, nicknamed Hamuko. For some weird reason, Hamuko has the power to fight the monsters! You travel around with her and battle and meet some other classmates, and team up to try and figure out how to get back to your homeworld! Description shamelessly stolen from Riablog ^_^. Basically, it's this thing, but now it's completely translated and ready to be played by those who couldn't enjoy the original japanese version to the full extent. If you didn't realize it already, this game is made by 青くらげ, the one who made a 210 pages long manga Tokonatsu!Hamuko-chan, which is the longest desperation manga I’ve ever seen so far. If you didn’t see it yet, go and read it right now. Now there is a game centered on the same characters, and even the demo rivals the biggest of currently released games in terms of playtime, diversity of events and – most importantly – custom-made content. So go play it! NOW! System Requirements RPG Maker XP RTP. If you ask me where to get it, I'll kill you redirect you to the frist link Google gives you. Japanese system locale. Last screenshot shows how to set it up. Locale emulators should probably work too.

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  7. So I wanna see who else does this, guys be sure to comment too on what you think when girls do this. So, me being a girl, I get my period, like every other girl, and I love to bring my omo fetish into it. When I get my period I get really really horny, and needing to pee desperately when I have it, it fuels my sexual hormones'. I have always used pads, I hate tampons because they are a pain in the ass to get out. I have always loved the way a pad feels like a diaper, especially the really thick ones. I sometimes get a few thick ones and pee in them. They hold a lot and it feels so good! Any other girls do this?
  8. Lucy woke up on her bed, with her bladder feeling full from the fact that she drank a lot yesterday night after celebrating their recent success in tackling a mission. However, she didn't immediately rise to relief herself. Instead, she stayed under her blankets, savoring the feeling of her full bladder as she shifted her tights around. After around ten minutes of fooling around, she finally rose. She slept naked so she didn't have to take off her clothes before taking her bath. When she stood up, the additional weight to her bladder made her wince as she leaned forward, pressing both of her hands to her crotch. It soon passed however, and she was back to her normal posture right away. She looked at herself at the mirror before she went to the bath. Her body was quite slim, with a pair of decently sized breasts. They were pretty big, but not that big that it would get in the way. Her long golden hair, reaching down to her waist, shone brightly in the sunlight streaming through the window. And of course, they were her pointy elven ears. Satisfied, she went into her bath. As she dipped into the water, her bladder spasmed, threatening to release its content. However, she made it without leaking a single drop, a happy fact for her since she would not want to lose any of the precious liquid that gave her this amazing feeling. After she finished, she now had to decide which outfit she would wear. Her top would be her usual tight leather armor that showed off her jutting breasts, accompanied by a green cloak. For her bottom, she went for a tight black spandex shorts first before wearing her looser green shorts over them. The spandex was longer than the shorts, reaching to her mid thighs, while her green shorts only barely covered her butt, so anyone could see she was wearing them. The spandex nicely pressed her bladder, making her need even worse, just the way she liked it. After she finished dressing up, she wore her short white frilled socks and her brown leather shoes. Arriving downstairs, she was greeted by her teammate, Vera, a redheaded human swordswoman. Her weapon was a rapier, while hers was a bow. She was wearing a tight-fitting white shirt; the buttons almost failing to contain her well-endowed chest. She also wore a tight-fitting brown trousers underneath, which she noticed was moving around frantically below her table with her legs. "You're late," said Vera. "I've been waiting for around 15 minutes for you to come out." "Apologies. I wake up late," Lucy responded. The public image she showed to everyone was that of a quiet and emotionless elf. No one else knew about her holding habits, not even Vera. "Let us eat right away. We are expected by the guild mistress right away." The innkeeper, an attractive woman of 30, carried them their food. Lucy noticed how her movements seemed to be stiff. And as she placed their plates, her skirts would move to the left and right, almost like she was fidgeting in place. It seemed the amulet worked after all. Lucy had naughtily purchased a certain amulet from a curse shop. Its effect was that as long as its wearer was desperate to pee, she would encounter other females who were desperate to pee. And now she had her friend and the innkeeper already squirming like that. What should Lucy do now? 1. Ask Vera and the innkeeper why they were so fidgety 2. Ask Vera why she was so fidgety, while only watching the innkeeper from the corner of her eyes 3. Ask the innkeeper why she was so fidgety, while watching silently at Vera's desperate expression 4. Stay silent and watch both of them quietly And should Lucy offer herself to drink Vera's drink? She knew Vera might not want to drink it so she wouldn't add to her desperation.
  9. Very nice VK cliup: http://vk.com/videos254351852?section=all&z=video38054746_169515129%2Falbum254351852%2Fpl_254351852 The user is Kb Nisse
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    Samples of some nice Jade omo videos (thanks to @Drying for ripping them) List:

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  11. Hey i was wondering if anyone had the lovewetting video "out of gas" with licky lex. Ive attached a screenshot
  12. 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
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  14. View File Desperation At Its Finest (Pt.3) A lady fell asleep in the back of a taxi car and ends up wetting her panties. Enjoy! I cannot find the original source of this video; please inform me if this is a duplicate! Submitter PrincelyDesire Submitted 03/29/2017 Category Panty Wetting  
  15. When 23 year-old Rose Manning first got into teaching, she was warned about various aspects of the job. The pay isn't good enough, the workload is overwhelming, the kids are bastards - all warnings which Rose was all too familiar with. Fresh out of university, she had been lucky to find herself a job helping out with music lessons at a comprehensive school in south London. As a student teacher, she didn't expect to take many classes to start with, however she was excited about many of the opportunities for her to improve her skills, for instance, she had been put in charge of running the lower school choir for the upcoming term. She finally felt like an adult, working a full time job, living in a small flat with one of her best friends from school, eating properly cooked meals rather than the diet of Pot Noodles and takeway curries she enjoyed at university. She woke up on the morning of her first day feeling like she was ready to begin her new life. She'd finally got out of a fairly miserable fourteen month relationship with a guy who studied music with her at uni, and she felt free to meet new people, to start enjoying herself again. Rose had never been much of a morning person, but the adrenaline got her straight out of bed once her alarm rang at 6:00. Of course, the fact she was bursting for the loo also helped quicken her decision to climb out of bed and into the bathroom. She sighed as she emptied her bladder into the toilet, whilst doing the normal check of all her social media profiles at the same time. Wiping herself, before flushing the toilet, she began to shower, enjoying the sensation of the warm water on her barely blemished skin, as she ran shampoo through her luscious blonde hair. Though Rose was too modest to admit it, she really was beautiful, with her long blonde hair and stunning figure. She often found herself being cat-called on the streets by perverts, and leered at by 17 year old virgins, while she'd also been warned not to tolerate any of that sort of behaviour from the pupils she would be teaching in the upcoming months. Feeling sufficiently clean, she turned the shower off and began to dry herself. Rose opted for a tight black skirt, black tights and a smart white shirt, eager to make a good impression on the first day. After she finished getting ready, Rose headed downstairs, made herself a coffee and put the radio on. Dancing along to the music as she buttered her toast, her housemate Ellie came into the kitchen. "Someone's in a good mood!" Ellie exclaimed, wearily rubbing the sleep out of her eyes. "I'm just so excited, I really feel I can make a difference to these kid's lives!" Rose answered, taking a long slip of her coffee afterwards. "Fuck off Rose, you sound like an advert for the clinically deluded," Ellie moaned, running her hands through her long brown curly hair, still messy from the night's sleep. Rose just lifted her middle finger in response, as she swigged some more coffee. Rose loved Ellie, she really did, but her pessimistic attitude didn't half irritate her. But then again, maybe that's just what she needed, someone to keep her grounded. Ellie had spent the last two months telling Rose how much she'd hate teaching, which she had managed to ignore for the most part. Of course there was an element of nervousness for Rose, but she was determined to flush out that feeling with positivity. Finishing her coffee, she gathered her things together, and headed towards the door. "Have a good day at work Ellie!" Rose shouted. "I won't," Ellie replied. "Don't you have anything to say to me?" Rose tried to press her housemate for some words of encouragement. "Don't cry on the first day," Ellie sarcastically responded. Don't cry on the first day. Solid advice, Rose thought to herself, as she closed the door behind her. It was still just about summer in England, so the walk to the tube station was perfectly pleasant, as Rose began to mentally prepare herself for the day ahead. Okay so it's assembly this morning, then Year 8 music first two lessons, then choir at lunch. God, I wonder what the Year 8's will be like, they were always the worst year when I was younger. Rose continued to think through the walk, before she found herself at the tube station. She heard the train coming in, so she quickly ran towards the platform, and jumped on a tube packed with commuters. This wasn't how she pictured the start of her new London life, crammed into a small metallic train with 50 other sweaty strangers. After twenty minutes she found herself at the right stop, so she ungracefully elbowed her way out of the carriage, and onto the platform. Rose found herself swept up by the sea of commuters, heading towards the exit door. As she slowly moved out of the station, her eye was drawn towards the sign for the ladies toilets. Ooh, I could really do with a wee, she thought to herself. However she didn't want to be late, and besides, she wasn't going to pay 30p for the privilege to do something she could do for free in less than half an hour. After a short walk, she found herself at the gates of her new school. She took in her surroundings, the faint smell of weed, the five Year 10 kids aggressively hitting a football against the wall, the worn down school building in all its glory. It wasn't exactly Hogwarts, but shit, it was an actual school that actually wanted her. She looked at her watch, 8:17am, she was running slightly late for her meeting with the headteacher. She asked a surly looking teenager to point her in the direction of the headmaster's office, and began to walk down to begin her life as a student teacher. She found the office easily enough, and noticed the ladies toilets right next door. Perfect, I'll duck in here quickly before the meeting. However just as Rose was prepared to make her way to the loo, she was interrupted by a voice. "Miss Manning, welcome, I was beginning to think you'd changed your mind," the headteacher joked, with a hint of passive-aggression in his voice. Alright, I was only four minutes late you dick. "Mr Williams, thanks so much for the opportunity, sorry, the commute took slightly longer than I expected, new to London and everything!" Rose laughed. "Don't worry, I understand. Shall we go through?" Mr Williams asked. Rose debated asking if she could go to the loo first, but she didn't want to piss off the head on her first day. She wasn't that desperate yet, as long as she could relieve herself soon. "Sure!" After ten minutes, Mr Williams led Rose to the staff room to meet the rest of her new colleagues. Rose didn't quite pluck up the courage to ask if she could go to the toilet after leaving the head's office, and the effect of the coffee from that morning was beginning to take its toll. At uni, Rose had been the subject of mockery for her tiny bladder. When out in the evenings, Rose was always the first one to find herself in desperate need of relief, and on occasion, she had even resorted to peeing in darkened alleyways, or in one instance, in an empty water bottle on the deserted top floor of the no. 68 bus. In her adult life, she had only wet herself twice, once was during Glastonbury when she was 19, when she was in the queue for the toilet and holding it became too painful, while the other time was during a hockey match at uni, where she had a full bladder hit with the full force of a hockey stick. To this day, that was one of the most embarrassing days of her life, and while her friends were all sympathetic, she hadn't played hockey since, despite being twice player of the year for her university. Since realising just how small her bladder is, Rose had always made sure to use the toilet whenever one was available, even if she didn't really have to go that badly. "So everyone, I'd like to introduce you to Miss Manning, who will be joining us as of today. She will be assisting our music teachers, as well as taking some of the extra curricular clubs too. I'm sure you'll make her feel very welcome. I need to go and prepare for assembly now; Mrs Tyler, would you be able to show Miss Manning the ropes from here?" Mrs Tyler nodded, warmly grinning at Rose, as the head left the room. "Hi Rose, great to see you again, how are you doing?" Mrs Tyler asked. Beth Tyler was a brown haired woman in her early thirties, who had met Rose during her interview. "Oh really well thanks, so excited to get stuck in, I've been looking forward to this for a while." Rose politely sipped on the cup of coffee the head gave her in his office. "Oh that's lovely to hear. So it's whole school assembly in a few minutes, then I hear you're going to be helping me with my Year 8 class, is that correct?" she asked. "Yes, so hopefully a nice easy start for me," Rose laughed, trying to gauge Beth's reaction to that comment. Beth laughed nervously "They can be a challenging bunch, but don't worry, it's your first day, I wouldn't expect you to have to deal with them alone yet." "Oh that's a relief." The thought of relief reminded Rose of her nagging bladder. "By the way, where are the toilets in here?" "They're just round the corner there," Beth pointed them out to her. Rose finished the last of her coffee, then wandered over to the loos. She pushed the door, but to no avail. Fuck, someone's in there. She crossed her legs as she stood next to the adjacent wall, waiting for the occupant to finish so she could relieve herself. The first coffee had hit her bladder, and now she was pretty desperate to go. She certainly didn't want to leave it too much longer, as the second coffee would make its way down soon. Looking at her watch, she realised it would be assembly soon, and she'd rather sit through that crossing her legs, than miss the start of it and get into trouble on her first day. She reluctantly made her way round the corner, to see Beth waiting for her. "Better?" she asked. "Sorry? Oh yeah, much better thanks," Rose replied. Why did I say that? I'm going to look like I have the bladder of a three year old if I go before break now. You idiot. "Great, these assemblies are pretty boring most of the time, but they're only once a week at least," Beth joked. As the two headed into assembly, Rose began mentally working out a way to get to a toilet without seeming like she had a bladder condition. For now, she would just have to hold it.