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Just need a real shit slut to take care of. Like just blow your whole asshole into some pants and let me fuck you like the filtht dog I am. Like fuck I NEED; tired of feeling like I wont get it before I die. Canada sucks, not enough freaks here, or theyre already taken. Give me some crazy shit, and a few holes to fuck.

#ab/dl diaper #omorashi #omo #desperate accident

DM me pictures of your wet and messy panties/diapers.

#ab/dl diaper #omorashi #omo #desperate accident

daddyslittlesnugglebunny2

When daddy packs a diaper bag for you bc you insisted on wearing big girl panties out…and then you maybe kinda end up being glad that he did by the end of the day 😳🙈

@jay-saun

Learning I like diaper girls AND diaper boys too. Doubled my chances <3

#ab/dl diaper #omorashi #omo #desperate accident

dontopenfairies

There’s activity all around them; people are shouting and laughing and buying ice cream. The roller coaster cars tick-tick-tack up the tracks to their right, and the organ music flows out of the open doorway to the carousel house on the left.

But all he can think is, *Oh no*, as he feels something warm and solid stretching his underwear under his shorts. *At least it’s happening now…and not when we’re about to sit down on a ride…*

He should tell her. He opens his mouth but the words won’t come out. This is so embarrassing. He didn’t even notice that he had to go at all.

“Do you want me to get you cotton candy?” She asks, humming and looking up at the ferris wheel. “Oh, that would be so romantic…No, we should do that in the evening when the sun is setting. Do you want to go on the swings? Oh, sweetheart, you have a little stain on your shorts. Did you sit in something?”

She very quickly and briefly rests her hand on the back of his shorts. “Oh. Ohhh.” She squeezes his hand tighter, dragging him to the bathrooms.

“Oh, shoot. There isn’t a gender neutral one,” she says when they arrive. People are everywhere, entering and leaving the bathrooms. It looks like every single stall inside is occupied. Someone is shouting about no toilet paper.

“I don’t want to do this,” he says quietly.

“Yeah, this isn’t good. Let’s keep looking, is that okay?” She rubs his back. The sun is getting hot on his face. “Do you need your sunglasses? You’re squinting.” She starts to rummage in her bag.

“Can we find somewhere, please? I don’t think I’m done.” He fidgets with the bottom of his shirt.

“You can’t tell?” She looks up at him, hand still in her bag. “Okay, I’m sorry, honey. We’ll go find somewhere.”

The only single-stall gender-neutral bathroom is out by the parking lot. And it’s OCCUPIED. He stands next to her right outside the door, looking out at the sea of cars. He starts to feel himself filling his pants again and tears sting his eyes. The pressure is doing so much to his bladder, too. He already leaked a little bit but it isn’t showing yet. He starts to squirm.

“Oh, baby. I’m sorry. I got you.” She wraps her arm around him and the door opens. She catches it as the person leaving holds it open and she pulls him in.

As soon as they’re inside, he starts to really wet himself. It soaks through his shorts quickly and dribbles down his legs to the floor. This is when he starts to cry a little.

“Oh, honey…Shh, shh, it’s going to be okay. I brought you extra pants. I just really wasn’t expecting…this.”

“I wasn’t either!”

“You really didn’t know it was going to happen?” She unlaces his canvas shoes and he kicks them off.

He shakes his head as she undoes his shorts and strips them off. “You’re just getting worse and worse at this,” she tuts. “Oh, honeypie, I don’t think we can save these panties.”

He can’t answer. He doesn’t know what to say. Despite himself, he’s starting to feel really excited and it’s making him even more frustrated.

“Okay, let me give you a wipe-down. Here, can you help me? Hold this for me.” She sets the packet of wipes in his hands. “Oh, you’re so messy,” she sighs.

“I didn’t mean to…”

“I know, baby. You had a messy accident at night two nights ago, and now this. You really didn’t know you had to go at all?”

“No, I didn’t notice. I just felt it coming out when we were walking.”

“How come you didn’t tell me? Aw, honey. It’s okay.” She goes to throw away the wipes and wash her hands. She takes the wipes from him and stows them in her bag again. “Okay, I know you don’t like being changed away from a changing table, but the floor is reallyy dirty in here. I’m going to diaper you standing up, okay?” She takes out his spare diaper, the only one she brought, just in case, and fluffs it up.

As she straightens up, she notices his runny nose. “Blow your nose,” she says, unrolling a wad of toilet paper from the dispenser next to the toilet. “Here. There you go. Okay, diaper’s coming on. Help me out, okay?”

After he’s all taped up, she reaches in the bag one last time and gets his spare shorts out. “I thought you might have a little wet accident today and need these…” she says to herself quietly as he steps into them and she pulls them up. “Okay, you can get your fly yourself,” she says as he stands helplessly, hands twisting his shirt again. He zips it up and then his thumb slips into his mouth.

“Aw…Get that out now while we’re in here, okay? You can’t really get away with that in public. I know you want to, don’t worry. Save it for the ferris wheel, okay, honey?”

He nods and they leave the bathroom.

“Your diaper feels okay, right?” she whispers as they reenter the park.

“Yeah.”

“You were so good during that change, baby. Let’s go find something to eat, okay?”

“Yes, Mommy,” he says very quietly, so that only she can hear.

“Good boy.” She rests her hand on his back and guides him through the crowd.

Nothing hotter than the opposite sex telling you, "Just go in your pants".

songs-abt-yuckies

this video is so hot u guys should see this too☝️☝️

Girl is doing laundry when she has to mess really bad. After she messes she pees in the pull up then sits on a chair and lets the mess squis

"I think I'm just gonna go."

"Yeah, Babe. Go for it."

I was fucking my girlfriend, Holly. She was on her back on the bed, and I was deep inside her. God, she felt so warm and so tight. I had to shit, and Ive always wanted to shit my pants mid sex. It was something strange I was into, crapping my pants. It was more my thing, but Holly found her 24 year old boyfriend soiling himself hot in her own way. So I left a tight pair of boxers on, and kept my jeans on. I had them opened just enough to get my erection out for use.

"Alright, Im going to try," I said, thrusting back and forth. She moaned from the pleasure. I had to go pretty bad, and it was something I had done often. Still, it was difficult going in front of someone, and surprisingly it was kind of hard to relax my muscles while fucking. "I need to stop for a sec." I paused mid thrust, but left myself inside her. I could feel her walls gentle pulsing around my shaft.

I probably looked like a toddler standing in a corner, very obviously doing his business. But it was working. I was able to slowly relax, and let my muscles go. With an airy farting sound I released my bowels into my pants. "Oh yeah," I moaned as I noisely soiled myself. The warm mush filled the backseat of my pants.

"Oh, Baby, youre even harder," Holly purred. "I felt your dick stiffen. That was so hot." I resumed thrusting, turned on by the mess in my pants. "It smells too," she moaned, "I vet you made a huge mess, Baby."

"Oh God, yeah. It feels so good. I'm such a bad little boy." I could feel my orgasm building. All the pleasure, and the thought of having shit myself; I was so turned on. Holly mustbhave known what was coming because she warped her arms around me, and gave my dirty ass a squeeze. I moaned, as I felt orgasm rip through me. I felt like I was pumping gallons into her; that I might rip her in half. The smells, the plessure, the feeling. I collapsed into a kiss as we let the waves, and pulses serenade us.

God I loved having this fetish.

#ab/dl diaper #omorashi #desperate accident #soiling

rocketmanateeab

ohdaarling-deactivated20190707

It’s doomsday so have this unedited and shameful story!! I’m trash!!!!!! Don’t judge just reblog lmao

I’ll try and add a bump here if I can remember…

I’m lying in bed again and it’s early morning, time to be asleep. But bed is so comfy and I’m warm and safe, it doesn’t matter that I can’t sleep yet. I’m drifting in and out and into dreamland occasionally, and my thoughts have started to get dreamlike, but one particular thought jerks me awake - I was starting to dream about the… thing again. I’m not allowed, every time I do it ends badly. But if I could just do maybe a little..

I desperately want to go right there in my panties. It would all be ok if I wasn’t in my shared dorm right now. Some girls are still up talking on the other side of the room, but they think I’m asleep. I sure hope they do, anyway.

Before I know it I’m lying on my back and relaxing my body in just the right way. I’ll just do a tiny bit, I think.. enough to make me feel good and put me to sleep. It’s so hot in the room, too hot for sheets, and I’m wearing a crop top. If I was alone I’d sleep naked, it’s impossible to get cool here in summer. I’m wearing red lace panties, but the crotch is cotton and should absorb a little bit, and sweatpants.

I’m starting to think about other things when I feel a spurt of pee come out into my panties. I sign in relief, now I’ve started to go, I’ve conquered the fear. I gingerly move my hand down to my crotch and inside my sweatpants and touch the outside of my panties. They’re wet already, just in a little patch. I relax again and let the pee flood my panties a little bit more, so I can really feel the warmth. I glance over at the girls but they’re still deep in conversation, heads bowed. I piss into my clothes a little bit more. I touch the outside of my thick cotton pants.. they’re damp now. Not good. I try and grab my sleeping bag to cover myself up but it’s stuffed inside its stupid bag, way too tight.

With a jolt I realize that Stacy and Elizabeth are coming over from the other side of the room, they’ve noticed I’m awake. They want to know if I want to go and get snacks from the kitchen with them. In that moment I feel a tiny trickle of warm pee drip down my lips to wet the seat of my pants. Oh god. That’s it, I think. I’m done for. I can’t cope with any level of anxiety and a full bladder. As soon as I open my mouth to try and say something and they notice the panic on my face it’s too late. I can feel the gentle trickle of the pee flood out again. It’s slow right now, if I smile and talk to them, they won’t know I’m secretly wetting my panties, right? I try to smile but Stacy is looking at my shorts.. with horror I realize the wet patch has grown and is really noticeable. ‘Alice, are you ok….“ Stacy starts to ask, but the shame of this revelation makes something click in my body. If they’ve seen me like this, it can’t get much worse. I let a wave of piss soak my panties. I’m pissing in my panties, I think, I’m really wetting myself in front of my own friends.

The girls are standing there in stunned silence while I lie on the bed, continuing to piss into my soaking panties. I let the pee flood out of me in a strong stream and feel it soak my crotch. Instinctively I grab my crotch to feel the wetness. My shorts are soaked. I’m just lying here wetting myself, I think, as another stream releases itself into my panties. What must they be thinking? I watch the piss spilling out on the surface of my shorts in a little rivulet, and running down to soak the sheets. I don’t care what they think. I’m wetting myself on purpose, because I love how it feels.

I get up on my knees and pull my pants and panties down for the last part. With my pants around my knees I finally let go into my clothes, the piss spilling out of me onto my pulled-down pants and panties and soaking them even more. I piss into my pulled-down panties for a long time. There’s a large wet patch on the bed where my pee has soaked the sheets around me. It doesn’t matter now what they think, I’m just watching myself wetting my clothes and wetting the bed and when I’m done I glance up, not caring what will greet my eyes when I do.

I’m ready to face their disapproval, I think, raising head to meet Stacy’s eyes, but instead of disgust she looks terrified. And she glances down to her feet. And I follow her gaze. Stacy is standing on the dormitory floor, her nylon shorts pulled down to her knees, pissing her white cotton panties. The pee has soaked the front of them and is streaming through and dripping into her pulled down shorts. I meet her eyes with kindness and awe. She shyly smiles, though worry still remains on her face.

I can only watch in disbelief as she bends her knees to squat and pulls her panties to the side, and directs a stream of piss right into the shorts bunched around her legs. I feel the last drops of pee trickle out of mw onto the sheets as I stare. She bends down and begins to slowly pull her shorts back up. She’s still peeing heavily into them, and with a glance at me, she stops before she pulls them up over her crotch to direct a stream of piss straight onto the floor. It makes a loud spatter. She pulls up her shorts finally. Presses her thighs together. Stacy lets go into her shorts completely.

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