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I had to go so bad. I couldnât make it down my apartment hallway before bursting
Uh oh, đłđł someone wet their panties.
Okay so Iâm not really into ABDL or anything of the sort, Iâm not against it of course, I just prefer omorashi in general instead. But, if thereâs one aspect of it I kinda like, itâs the whole using childish phrases thingâŠ?
Using words like tinkle, pee pee, wee wee, potty, accidents, likeâŠ..itâs just super adorable to me okay omg I love the baby talk and using phrases like that to coax a bladder shy character to use the bathroomâŠ?
I know Iâm such trash lmao but I had to put that out thereâŠ. *sweats*
When youâre waiting for permission to go potty and you leak all over the floor đ
Anyone wanna play with me?
I'm starting a hold. Wanna hold with me? Message me!
Daddy told me to drink half a gallon of water and hold until I peed myself. He says the humiliation on my face is the sweetest part.
*There are also longer clips of my desperation and a video showing how wet this made me. If youâd like to purchase these videos, or make (reasonable) requests for custom content, you can send me a private message and Iâd love to work with you*
Youâre so cute đ
I had a naughty dream and an accident in my bed đ I'm not used to waking up in the middle of tinkling!
Whenever I can.
I have been holding for 4 hours and I am about to lose it! I am easily an 8/10
I canât wait for the day someone letâs me pee pee on their lap. âĄ
Youâre too old to still be watching cartoo-
80% of the time: perfectly normal member of society
The rest of the time: you know what would be a lot of fun drinking a whole bunch of stuff and maybe wetting my panties
Ugh one of my favorite things is when someone needs to go so badly theyâre holding themselves but they still leak and it streams through their fingers đđđfuck thatâs so hot
Molly was sitting on the kitchen floor tapping a wooden spoon on some pots and pans while Daddy roamed around the room planning their dinner. She sat cross legged, wearing nothing but a nightie and her favorite matching cotton panties. Daddy was very distracted and she didnât like it.
âDaddy can I have some ice cream?â she asked him as he opened the same cupboard for the third time.
âNo, honey, Iâm about to make us dinner,â he replied. âYouâll have to wait till after.â
âBut Daddy, want ice cream for dinner!â she insisted.
âSilly baby, ice cream isnât an appropriate dinner for a growing girl.â
âI donât care! I want ice cream!â Molly demanded.
âHey now, young lady. Donât you take that tone with me!â Daddy spun around looking her dead in the eye.
Molly stuck out her tongue and rolled her eyes. She knew she could get a rise out of him.
âThatâs enough, little girl!â And with that he turned back around and began to chop vegetables.
Molly was dissatisfied by this response. She decided to get the ice cream herself. She was a big girl; she didnât need permission. As quietly as she could, she tiptoed to the fridge and opened the freezer. Daddy heard the door open and turned just in time to see her pulling out the carton of ice cream.
âMolly!â he snapped, shocking her and causing her to drop the ice cream on the floor, sending a little of it to scatter onto the wood floor. âGod damn it, young lady, put that away and clean this up right now!â
Molly was immediately miffed. How dare he! Itâs his fault the ice cream spilled in the first place. She grumbled to herself as she stuffed the carton back into the freezer and wiped the spill up with a paper towel, all under the watchful eye of one very fed-up Daddy.
âNow sit your butt back down and donât let me hear another peep out of you until dinner is ready.â Daddy commanded. Her temper was boiling slowly. She knew exactly how sheâd get back at him.
She sat down carefully, as heâd asked, on her knees with her feet tucked under her bum. As soon as Daddy turned back to preparing dinner, she spread her knees apart as far as she could until her butt was on the floor and her feet were behind her. One last glance at Daddy before she began her plan confirmed that he wouldnât be turning round at least long enough for execution. She lifted up the top of her nightie, taking a moment to admire how cute her panties looked against the fabric of the night gown underneath her. She wanted to have a good view of what she was about to do.
It took a few seconds and a tiny bit of concentration, but after a bit, a gentle flow of warm liquid spread over her little kitty. It soaked through and onto her nightie beneath her. Before long, a pale yellow puddle was expanding outward from between her legs.
Noticing the suspicious compliance with his request for silence, Daddy glanced back to see his little girl willfully peeing herself all over the kitchen floor.
âMolly, stop that right now!â Daddy yelled, scaring Mollyâs stream to a torrent, quickly emptying what little was left in her bladder. âGet up!â He moved to her, grabbing her arm and pulling her up in one swift, rough motion. Once she was standing he jerked her panties to her thighs and delivered three solid smacks to her bare ass before pulling them back up and spinning her around to look at him. âGo stand silently in that corner until dinner is ready or so help me youâll be going to bed hungry.â
Molly touched the front of the now cold fabric of her panties and walked to the corner, trying not to cry. She almost immediately regretted messing with Daddy now. She decided to obey, and didnât make any more noise until he finished cleaning her mess and making dinner, and came back to tap her on the shoulder.
âAre you ready for dinner, Pumpkin?â he asked her tenderly, gently rubbing her red and stinging booty through her wet panties. She nodded. âWould you like to get changed first?â He moved her panties to the side and slipped a finger in what he knew would be a soaking wet kitty, and not just with pee. She nodded.
Daddy took her hand and guided her to their bedroom. He quickly chose her a new set of pajamas, and a different kind of panties. The kind of panties she and Daddy refer to as her âlittle girl panties.â
âLittle girls who canât keep their panties dry go back into pullups, right sweetie?â Daddy taunted her playfully, laying the clothes out on the bed. He helped her out of her wet undies and nightie, then hoisted her onto the bed to admire her soft, naked body. His hands found their way back between her thighs, playing with the silky wetness between her folds. Molly squirmed at his touch.
Daddy felt his pants grow tighter around his erection. He probed his finger inside her while fumbling to undo his pants with one hand, unwilling to stop touching his little girl. His cock fell out of the opening of his boxers, ready to bury itself deep inside Mollyâs quivering sex. His dick soon took the place of his fingers, forcing tiny, shy moans out of Mollyâs lips. This encouraged him to pick up the pace.
âDo you like this, Princess?â he cooed to her. âDo you want to cum for Daddy?â
âY-yes,â her words came out broken. Daddy felt so good inside her.
He placed his thumb right above her clit, massaging her gently. âI want you to apologize to me first, little girl.â
âI-Iâm sorry,â she breathed.
âYouâre sorry what?â
ââIâm sorry, Daddy.â
âTell me why youâre sorry, baby.â Daddy started thrusting slower, but harder. âTell me what you did to be such a naughty girl.â
âIâm sorry I wet my panties, Daddy.â Mollyâs words sounded small and bashful. She was humiliated, in the best way.
âThatâs right, baby. Youâre a dirty little brat who loves to piss her panties, arenât you?â Daddy quickened the pace again, feeling her muscles clamp down, close to climax.
She couldnât even respond. The urge to cum overwhelmed her, and ecstasy washed over her as she came, feeling Daddy fill her up shortly after.
âThatâs my good girl,â Daddy praised her. They caught their breath and got dressed to go enjoy the dinner Daddy had made. And of course, some ice cream after.