***** Once again, thanks to a wonderful editor! AsylumSeeker, thank you for your input and comments. This story follows directly after TMUP 01. It is the morning after Angela's transformation, and her bladder is filling up. Angela grows more and more desperate, and Gwen becomes curious. If you don't like watersports/golden showers, please don't read this i...
Readers: This continues the story of Angie and Brent. It might get a bit odd for some of you, but don't be put off by the flow of the narrative. They're just having fun exploring the edge of reason. Enjoy! * We walked from the bathroom and turned towards my bedroom. She headed right for the bed. Based on her last statement, I fully expected her to lie down...
My wife's name is Anna. She's a research engineer, genetics. I'm an artist. A commercial artist, not one of those alcoholic, sex on a giant canvas types. Though that does sound kind of fun. Anna and I have kids, a house that's aging, and incredibly demanding deadlines both in day jobs and family business. After our last baby was born - God, I hope it's the...
Me and Marie have one of those on again, off again sort of relationships. When we are together it's always extremely intense, very sexual, but we tend to burn each other out after a short period of time. Marie is this hot, sexy rocker chick that is really open about her sexuality and always uses it to her advantage. Lately she's been seeing this other guy so...
The next few days after the conference had been a bit strange for Mary. She'd never been in the position of seeing a work colleague before, and she hadn't known how this would feel. They discussed the matter in the car on the way from the conference. Work was work, and the rest of the time they could see each other; but nobody at work was to know. It had t...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** It was January, 1951 just shortly after my mother had passed away. My grandmother, my mother's mother, lived with us as she had for the past four years. Daddy was subsidized each month by grandma's brothers to make sure she was safe and was also being 'dried out'. No one in this s...
"Drink?" he slurred stumbling towards me. "Got one, but I'll have another." "Gary," he shouted over the booming music. "Heidi," I yelled back. "Heidi? Really?" "No but it will do won't it?" Gary gave me a lecherous sneer. "I like your bikini...and your tits." Ugh, he was pissed. Still, what did I care? His shorts were tenting. Not bad. "I like your b...
Rachel invited her friends Natalie, Dianne and Christina over for their weekly book club meeting. As the ladies gathered in the family room, Rachel's nineteen year-old son Jason, a college student, was heading out to mow their lawn as well as old Mrs. Jenkins' lawn next door. Settling in, the ladies began a discussion about their current favorite book over c...
Marissa hadn't always been a public pisser. She'd always had sort of an interest in bodily functions and sometimes fantasized about going where she shouldn't. She watched a few porn videos about pulic peeing farting and even scat. She'd read a few stories on Literotica too. But it didn't happen for real until one day when she had no choice. A few years back...
He'd been working alone at home, and had ended up drinking an entire pot of tea by himself. Now, at his standing desk in the kitchen, he realized he was instinctively squeezing his thighs together, and that whenever he walked to a counter and back, his full bladder pressed in sensitivity against the waist of his jeans. He smiled. This was something fun he c...