Wet Carpet magazine

[hentaixt 1,579]

Hello again all. I was not expecting to be here, but I will explain as always.

It is, Mother May I.

Apparently with my multiple replies, I am now notified of updates. I do not really check my personal email more than twice a week and usually only once each weekend. Now, on top of that, I set up a "private" account to join and post for my advice. That account is set to notify my main account when there is a new message. So the replies flagged a notification, which was sent to the first account, and then notice of receipt was sent to my regular account. I expect most of you understand all this, but the ultimate result is I have now seen the requests for more. While I am not willing to share too much, one thing did spark in my mind about how my girls got into this, since it was asked. I cannot confront them directly and I am not terribly good at subtlety, so it may be some time before I know any solid details. Regardless, let me share what I do have.

My Youngest is in year round classes and recently had a big test to study up. Her friends got together on Saturday to have a long-form cram session. They had been working for a few hours before I went out to tend the weeds in my garden. After some time the girls came outside, I asked what was going on and they said it was a break from burning out before starting the next chapter. The three sat and chatted for a while on the porch, I was near enough to hear but nothing interesting. One of them mentioned needing to pee and said she would just go there on the patio. The other two told her that was dull and the second girl noticed the flying disc lost on the roof. She asked, "Hey, do you want to try skeet shooting like we used to when we were younger?" I quoted this directly, because that would indicate the probability My Youngest had been doing this for some many years now, much longer than I had been aware at least. I do not want to veer too far off topic yet, so more on that later. My Youngest stripped off her shorts and hopped up on the patio rail to spread her legs. In typical fashion to what I have seen and told, she produced a high arc that landed just above the disc and started washing down the shingles. After several seconds there was enough flow that it was caught and dislodged. Slipping from its location and falling with a clatter. The girls cheered and after another couple seconds my daughter finished and climbed down from her perch. The friend that suggested the practice took the disc and walked out into the lawn while the other girl removed her shorts and took position. At this point I stopped to watch out of curiosity. The girl who was aiming sat until she produced a sharp, straight stream to the ground below. To help you understand, this would be the opposite of My Oldest Daughter. The energy produced was excessive, but with the narrow focus and limited duration, it was able to uproot a clump of grass.

"Okay, PULL!" The girl in the yard tossed the disc and she attempted to hit it with her blast before it fell to the ground. As you can expect this did not go as planned with several attempts. Even if she activated her strong flow before the toss, she could not direct it fast enough to hit the target. "Alright this is just sad… hold it out and let me see if I can get it while stationary." So the friend collected it and held the disc at arm length, but just as the jet was about to strike... she let go and dropped it to the ground causing her to still miss. "You lil shi~" Here she turned the still strong shot to hose down the girl's arm. My daughter was laughing like mad and the girl getting wet dashed to the side, shook her arm, and in a motion threw off her shirt.

"Fine I guess we play squirt tag then.... of course you're it!" She then took off her own shorts and underwear; my daughter took off her top too and went into the yard. Both were now running around in just a bra with socks and shoes. The girl on the patio was having no luck hitting them as they darted out of the way and dropped into the grass herself while taking off her own clothes. She was a petite girl and was not wearing a bra at all, now just in shoes and socks. The back of the house is facing a wooded area and the neighbors with the dog from the last entry have a privacy wall, so no one was going to see two almost and one more or less completely naked girls running around trying to pee on each other. Just saying that sounds so bizarre, but they were having fun. It only took a bit before the naked girl ran out of ammo and my daughter and the other girl realized that. Teaming up, tackling the naked girl and tickling her, My Youngest on her inner thighs and the other girl on her belly from behind. She crumpled to the grass and lay there on her back giggling. The target girl stood up and spread her legs to a relaxed stance and started to pee. It rained down on the naked girl and splashed in her navel.

"Ah, no stop! Not that, please anything but that!" It was said by the naked girl with false shock, while still laughing and batting her hands through the gush. This went on far longer than expected; the girl standing just kept going. Some time passed maybe a minute and the naked girl sat up while urine still continued to hit her in the chest. At this point, my daughter got up and took a few steps back and began going again. The two girls were each aiming at the now erect nipples of the naked girl. My Youngest did not go for long, she probably did not have much in her yet, but the last girl never stopped. It was another good three minutes with the naked girl and my daughter seemingly fine with waiting. Once she was fully spent they helped the naked one up and all came over to me. "Hey Miss [May I], can I borrow a towel before we go back to studying?"
"Sure!" as I smiled. "There will be clean garage towels just inside, throw it in the laundry on your way down the hall." They thanked me again for being so accepting of what they were doing and headed to the house. None of them collected their clothes and I ultimately grabbed them as I came in from the garden... but that was a little bit later after I watered my plants and yes, in the way you think.

So as you can see, from some subtext, My Youngest might be a bit more "experienced" than I previously knew. As I have said, with her being a quiet one and "lawfully evil" she likely has been indulging in secret for some time. That is all I have for now. I am not going to be bold enough to ask My Oldest about things, but I am sure I might get something like I did here by paying attention for clues.

Hopefully that is good enough,

Mother May I

Edited June 13, 2022 by hentaixt

[steve25805 125,663]

Dear Wet Carpet.

I am a 41 year old businesswoman and I've been seeing a recently divorced school headmaster. This is me....

I have a thing about being naughty and have always liked to pee in random places, ever since I was a teenager. But I don't like messing up my own place cos cleaning it up is a real drag. Instead I like to go on fetish sites where I find guys into watching me pee at theirs and are happy to clean up after me - or not if they don't want to clean it up at all.

The guy I am seeing now is happy to let me pee on the floor in his bedroom, on the carpet, either in the corner or just right there on the floor beside the bed. It is awesomely naughty and liberating to be squatting over some guy's carpet and peeing on it without a care in the world. And enjoying it. 

His bedroom does smell a bit pissy cos he just leaves it to dry out on it's own, but it's not my bedroom or my carpet. If he is happy to let me christen his carpet anytime I like and just leave it there, well that's fine by me.

Peeing on some guy's carpet while he watches is so stimulating and I get a buzz out of doing it.

I guess at 41 I ought to be old enough to know better, but where's the fun in that?
 

[wetwulf 3,322]

Dear Wet Carpet,

Hello! It's Anna again. I've been writing to you for so long, and I'm not even sure how many letters I've composed to share all of my stories with you. If you don't already know me, then it may be necessary to go back and read my past letters. For the rest of you, I'll pick up where I left off.

My phone rang and woke me from a very comfortable sleep on Shannon's couch. I sat up and saw Shannon snoozing on the other end of the couch, still completely naked like me, her legs spread just enough that I could see her beautiful hairy pussy. Reluctant to turn away from that perfect sight, I reached for my phone and saw that it was my mother calling.

"Hello," I said, unsuccessfully trying to not sound groggy.

"Well, I guess it's obvious neither of us is coming home tonight," Mom said. She sounded so giddy and gleeful.

"Mmm, yeah," I said. I looked at the time on my phone and saw that it was 12:22 am. "Why are you still awake?" I asked. On the other end of the couch, Shannon moved slightly, and I felt her smooth legs rubbing against mine. She was still asleep, however.

"Luke is an animal," Mom said. "He won't leave me alone." Mom giggled. "He's finally passed out, though, so hopefully I can get some sleep. I just wanted to check up on you." As I looked at Shannon again, I heard her sigh, and I wasn't surprised when a steady flow of pee trickled out from between her legs, splashing me just a little bit as it soaked into the couch cushion.

"I'm great," I said. I couldn’t help but touch my pussy as I watched Shannon's pee slow to a dribble and continue to seep into the material. "Better than great." I hesitated a moment and then decided to tell her everything. "Shannon and I brought another woman with us." Mom gasped, but I could hear the delightful surprise in her tone.

"Really?" she said. "How was it?" she asked. I told her all of it, and she listened, giggling and saying, "Oh my" a few times. "I have a surprise, too," Mom said.

"Please don't tell me Luke has already proposed," I said. Mom laughed.

"Oh my goodness, no," she said. "Although worse lovers have proposed. No, it's…." Mom hesitated.

"It's okay, Mom," I said. "So much has happened between us that I think now we're free to tell each other anything, no matter how surprising."

"You're right," Mom said. "I told Luke about that night at the sex party, and…umm… how much it turned me on, and… he's open to the idea of, umm… including other people." It was my turn to gasp.

"Really?" I said. "And that's something you want?" I asked.

"Yes," my mother said. "I haven't been able to stop thinking about it since the party." I looked at Shannon again, who was now resting peacefully with a very obvious puddle beneath her, and images of the party flashed through my mind.

"I know what you mean," I said.

"Mmm hmm," Mom said. "Well, Luke is fast asleep, and I need to pee." I could hear my mother moving around.

"Well, I'm sure you two already soaked the bed, so just go in the bed." Mom giggled.

"Yes, we definitely soaked the bed," she said. "But… I think I want to try something."

"What are you up to now?" I asked, laughing.

"You've done it a couple of times," Mom said. "Luke's bed is against the wall like ours but on the other side of the room. He's got me on the wall side, so...." I heard my mother moving around in the bed. "Just need to scoot my butt back a little bit." Now that I knew what she was talking about, I could almost picture her scooting her bottom up against the wall next to Luke's bed, even though I had no idea what his bed looked like. "This feels so strange having my bare ass against the wall like this," Mom said. "I can't believe I'm going to do this, but I can't hold it anymore. Oh!" I could just barely hear a hissing and splashing as my mother had obviously let go and started peeing against the wall. "Ohhh, I see why you like this. It's splashing all over my pussy." She gasped and the hissing sound stopped. "Oh shit," Mom said. "Umm… Luke just woke up." I could hear Luke's low voice now but couldn't understand what he was saying.

"Uh oh," I said.

"Hey, um," Mom said. "I'm sorry, but… I was talking to Anna and really had to pee, and… oh my…" Mom gasped again.

Movement at the other end of the couch caught my attention as Shannon moved her leg and slid her foot between my legs. She was awake and grinning at me as she slid her foot closer until her big toe touched my pussy. I gasped and smiled at her to let her know I wanted her to continue.

"Everything okay Mom?" I asked.

"Umm… yes," Mom said. "I think… Luke likes what he sees." She moaned. "He's… ohh… he's scooting closer to me. Mmm, that feels good. Oh, but I still need to pee." Shannon continued to rub my pussy with her toe, and in spite of how naughty it felt I continued to listen to my mother's pleasure as well as enjoy the feeling. "Mmm, I can't hold it anymore, but my god that feels good. Let me just… Ohhh god, yes. Mmm. Anna, I'm sorry, but I need to… hang up now… Ahhh." 

The call ended, and I put the phone down and looked across the couch at Shannon. As if she knew exactly what I needed, she sat up and crawled on top of me. Just the contact of our naked and still damp bodies nearly sent me over the edge. Shannon moved so that our pussies were touching, and she started rubbing her wet mound against mine. "Oh my god," I said. Shannon just laughed. "I have to… ohhh." I relaxed and emptied my bladder, sending a messy squirt of pee that splashed between our pussies. Shannon moved more vigorously, and soon we were both gasping and panting and then screaming as we climaxed nearly simultaneously.

Shannon climbed off of me and sat back on the other side of the couch. She looked down between her legs, sighed, and peed a quick but heavy splash of pee into the couch cushion. "Mmm, now I can sleep," she said. "Let's go see if the three of us can sleep comfortably in my bed."

More on that story later.

Anna
 

[Pisslovinboi 100]

Dear Wet Carpet

My name is Beth, and I live in a nudist household.

For as long as I can remember, my parents never made me wear clothes. It was always an option. And, as you might expect, I chose not to. 

Sex was also not really hidden. God only knows how many times I walked into the living room to see my mom riding my dad on the couch. We also only used the bathroom of we had to poop. That's where piss comes into the story. Bedwettings, couchwettings, floorwettings, there was barely a dry spot in the house. (I was homeschooled, BTW). As a child, I worried what would guests say if they saw our strange way of life, but it turns out, almost all my parents friends were the same, so I grew up with kids raised the same way I was. Barely was there a slumber party where my bed was dry in the morning. I am now a mother of my own child and I am raising him the same way I was.

I guess it runs in the family.

Beth

[steve25805 125,663]

3 hours ago, Pisslovinboi said:

Dear Wet Carpet

My name is Beth, and I live in a nudist household.

For as long as I can remember, my parents never made me wear clothes. It was always an option. And, as you might expect, I chose not to. 

Sex was also not really hidden. God only knows how many times I walked into the living room to see my mom riding my dad on the couch. We also only used the bathroom of we had to poop. That's where piss comes into the story. Bedwettings, couchwettings, floorwettings, there was barely a dry spot in the house. (I was homeschooled, BTW). As a child, I worried what would guests say if they saw our strange way of life, but it turns out, almost all my parents friends were the same, so I grew up with kids raised the same way I was. Barely was there a slumber party where my bed was dry in the morning. I am now a mother of my own child and I am raising him the same way I was.

I guess it runs in the family.

Beth

I like that you have gone back to the original format of this thread and written something that looks like an actual letter to a magazine, rather than using the thread as cover for a long story. Short letters are always readable. Long ones I have to be in the right mood for.

Edited June 25, 2022 by steve25805

[Pisslovinboi 100]

4 hours ago, steve25805 said:

I like that you have gone back to the original format of this thread and written something that looks like an actual letter to a magazine, rather than using the thread as cover for a long story. Short letters are always readable. Long ones I have to be in the right mood for.

I appreciate that. This is my first story and I was afraid no one would like it.

[wetwulf 3,322]

16 hours ago, steve25805 said:

I like that you have gone back to the original format of this thread and written something that looks like an actual letter to a magazine, rather than using the thread as cover for a long story. Short letters are always readable. Long ones I have to be in the right mood for.

That's my bad. I'm more of a long-form fiction writer, so it's tough to switch that off. 

12 hours ago, Pisslovinboi said:

I appreciate that. This is my first story and I was afraid no one would like it.

I loved it! I want to become friends with this family. 😁

 

[Pisslovinboi 100]

4 minutes ago, wetwulf said:

That's my bad. I'm more of a long-form fiction writer, so it's tough to switch that off. 

I loved it! I want to become friends with this family. 😁

 

Me too. If only they were real.

[cjm3rcl1n3 52]

4 hours ago, wetwulf said:

That's my bad. I'm more of a long-form fiction writer, so it's tough to switch that off. 

I loved it! I want to become friends with this family. 😁

 

Same, sounds like a great family to hang out with.

[gldenwetgoose 21,451]

I’m kind of glad @steve25805 had said something I’ve been biting my tongue on for a while. 

I’ve always seen this topic as a ‘readers’ letters’ section of a magazine, where anything more than a few hundred words wouldn’t get past the editor.   I could be wrong though lol. 

[wetwulf 3,322]

6 hours ago, gldenwetgoose said:

I’m kind of glad @steve25805 had said something I’ve been biting my tongue on for a while. 

I’ve always seen this topic as a ‘readers’ letters’ section of a magazine, where anything more than a few hundred words wouldn’t get past the editor.   I could be wrong though lol. 

I'm glad, as well. I'm not sure where it began, but please forgive my part in diverting from @steve25805's vision of this thread. I'll figure out a way to either shorten my submissions to Wet Carpet as they were originally intended or save the long-form stories for separate Fiction posts. For anyone who wants to continue Anna's stories, look for them as separate posts from here on.

[gldenwetgoose 21,451]

@wetwulf - Definitely no forgiveness needed - submission of any content is always better than a blank page...  😉

 

[wetwulf 3,322]

Dear Wet Carpet,

Something amazing happened today that I wanted to share with you. I have had a pee fetish for a few years. My wife knows about it, and while she doesn't share it, she also smirks at me any time I talk about it and it doesn't bother her. However, a few days ago I heard her in the bathroom yell, "Ah! Shit!" Concerned, I went to check on her. "Well, can't do anything about it now," she said.

I walked into the bathroom and saw her sitting on the toilet seat with her panties still on. She looked exasperated but smiled at me. I could hear pee tinkling into the toilet. "What happened?" I asked. Either inadvertently or deliberately, my wife spread her legs, and I could see the pee soaking through her panties as it dribbled into the toilet.

"I went to sit and hadn't pulled my panties down yet, and then I slipped and fell back onto the seat, and I couldn't hold my pee anymore and pissed my panties." I tried not to stare but couldn't help it. My wife caught my eye and smiled. "You're enjoying this, aren't you?"

"Umm," was all I could say. I felt my cock growing, and she must have spotted it.

"You're really enjoying this!" she said. Then, to my surprise, my wife reached out and touched my cock through my pants. "Let me finish, and I'll take care of that." I watched her finish peeing, and then she stood up and didn't even bother changing out of her wet panties. She took my hand and led me to the bedroom, and we had amazing sex while she was still wearing the wet panties. She climaxed, and I came all over her panties. When we finished, she surprised me by saying, "Maybe I need to piss my panties more often."

I stared wide-eyed, and she laughed. But she assured me that she was serious and we've talked more about my fetish. I've let her read a few letters here, and based on how her face flushed red while reading a few of them, I think she'll be coming around.

Here's to hoping. 

Sam

[steve25805 125,663]

Dear Wet Carpet.

My friend and I, a couple of blonde girls in our mid-20s, were on holiday in Spain. On this particular night we were out pubbing and nightclubbing, drinking in a kind of wild party atmosphere. We were in this busy nightclub when we got chatting to this bunch of about eight guys, all of them construction worker friends also on holiday in Spain. I think they liked us and we found them fun as our chat became quite flirty. We were kind of off in a corner.

Anyway, we needed to pee and told the guys we were going to have to go to the ladies. They said we should just do it there because they wanted to watch. They were quite jokey about it so there was no pressure, but my friend and I were  half drunk already and so in an anything goes kind of mindset. We told them, though, that we couldn't just do it there because everyone would see us. The guys said they'd crowd around us blocking the wider public view. 

And so with a smirk, my friend and I's knickers were soon down round our ankles as we squatted right there over the carpetted floor. And then we did it, pissing on the nightclub carpet right in front of eight raucously cheering guys. It was quite good fun to piss right there on the floor in front of a male audience like that. We peed loads as well, the carpet was well fucked, massive puddles of piss.

Still, all good fun.

Edited July 2, 2022 by steve25805

[Pisslovinboi 100]

I just remembered a dream I had a while ago, it happened when I was underage, so plz don't take this down.

So, I was this superhero in a flightsuit thing, but for some reason, I was completely nude underneath it. So, I flew in through a window, which led to one of those one person bathrooms at, like, gas stations.

So I take off the suit and start to piss in the toilet, but people kept knocking and opening the door on me, so, eventually,  I got tired of it, and after, like, the 5th time someone opened the door on me, I turned and faced everyone in the restaurant that the bathroom was in, piss coming out of my dick, and screamed, "I'M TRYING TO PISS HERE!!!" 

 

I woke up in a wet bed.

[steve25805 125,663]

Dear Wet Carpet.

I'm a buxom blonde barmaid in my late 30s, recently divorced. My former husband introduced me to the pleasures of watersports. He liked to have me pee on him in the bath, which was kind of fun. In the latter years of our marriage I had kind of fallen out of love with him and so found it a sexually erotic way of expressing my contempt by peeing all over him. But when I walked in on his young secretary peeing on him in our bath, we were done. I don't do cheats.

But since he moved out I have found myself enjoying other kinds of peeing fun, basically peeing around the house instead of using the toilet, like on the kitchen floor or on my bedroom carpet beside my bed. The first time I did something like that I was with a couple of lady friends - regulars down the pub - all drinking back at mine. We needed to pee and decided as ladies do to go to the loo together. They had both joked about random pissings before, one of them having peed on her boyfriend's bedroom carpet for a laugh when drunk. So as we approached the bathroom the naughtiest idea occurred to me. I suggested that toilets were boring and it would be more fun to just go in my bedroom. Which is what happened. All three of us were squatting over my bedroom carpet and pissing right there, making three massive puddles.

Ever since that night I have tended to pee wherever I feel like - on floors and carpets, against walls, on tables. Only this morning I peed on the living room carpet just for the fun of it. And last week when I brought a guy back for a one night stand I had him pee against the living room wall, then got him to lay on the carpet as I squatted over his face, pissing. And he was drinking it. Never peed in a guy's mouth before.

The two female friends who'd joined me in a bedroom carpet pee are regular visitors. We kind of now have a tacit understanding. They tend to pee anywhere they feel like at mine too. Last time they visited, after a few drinks, they thought it would be a great laugh to squat upon my sofa together and piss all over it.

On another occasion, one of them got me and my other friend to pee all over her in my kitchen, flooding the floor in the process.

I guess I am struggling to cover up the pissy aroma around my house, but pissing all over the place is just so much fun. In a way the smell acts as a constant reminder of my fun, and the only people I ever invite back are friends or sexual partners who are into - or at least ok with - pissing, so it's ok. Not cool with pissing? Not welcome at mine.

Edited July 13, 2022 by steve25805

[Pisslovinboi 100]

On 3/9/2021 at 8:32 PM, hentaixt said:

(4th Wall Break... I'm diverging from the standard format with this 1, pretty sure not a prob. after you read it.)

[Screen flickers and a loud] *POP* [Suddenly silence and the channel test pattern]

{Announcer voice}: Uh, Test? TEST? What, OH Sh- Tales of-from Wet Carpet Magazine: LIVE! Has been postponed due to technical issues caused by over-spray. (Under her breath: You all were watching..... you saw what happened...)

In its place we offer a new show for approval, remember to write to the station if you like what you see. As always address will be on-screen after the credits. We now present: Chick-Pee's Cooking.

 

[Screen goes black and fades into the new show. The title "Chick-Pee's Cooking is seen and some short intro music plays. When the title card leaves there is a TV kitchen with a single female behind the counter. She appears not very tall, her blonde hair in high short pig tails, she is very much nude aside from a frilly waist apron. Her Huge Perfect Teardrop breasts seem to be almost resting on the counter.]

Welcome to Chick-Pee's Cooking!! For my special 1st episode, I am going to show you how to cook a local favorite and an original recipe! Wok Fried Basmati Yellow Curry Rice Peelaf!  [She shakes back and forth making her extreme large breast bounce. As her jiggling subsides, she grabs a breast in each hand and lifts them all the way to her chin.] As always, my cooking is Au Naturel, no hormones, chemicals, or bad players allowed. [She drops her breasts and they land with enough force to almost topple ingredients set out on the counter]. So here we go, we have:

Basmati Rice

Two Eggs

Your Veggies: Carrots, Onions, Green Onions, Red Peppers, and Pee-Peas (more on those in a minute) *WINK*

Garlic

Turmeric

Curry

Black Pepper

Soy Sauce

Chicken Broth (NON-GMO Free Range just like the eggs) *ANOTHER WINK*

and Butter [As the camera pans past the ingredients there is no time when her breasts are not the background and the camera pans from one side to the other of her bountiful cups.]

 

So, Let's get started. You want to put the rice in a pot with the curry, turmeric, half the garlic, 3/4 of your chicken stock and the secret ingredient; one full bladder of pee... or as I like to call it "LOVE." [Here she steps up on to a small stair and lifts her frilly apron showing off a blonde pubic bush in the shape of a heart. Without hesitation, she begins peeing a bright yellow gush, full force into the pot with all the other ingredients. Her stream wanes and she pushes out a few final drips.] Okay, get a lid on this and then just forget it for a bit. We will need to stir once just to make sure everything is mixed well, but that is much later. Next we start the pee-peas. *giggle* So our dried organic peas are ready to go in a pan of their own. Here you are going to add the rest of your chicken stock, the soy sauce, and another half a bladder of pee. [She once again steps up and begins urinating at high speed into the second pot, cutting her stream off after about fifteen seconds.]

{Internal Voice}: How does she have that much piss left? I just saw her empty herself less than five minutes ago... Movie magic, massive bladder... actually WHO CARE!!

Whoa, always a bit hard to cut it off that fast. *giggles again* [Breasts shake excessively as she pats her heart bush] Don't worry; the rest will come out soon. So get these on the heat to boil. While that is all going we need to get the vagetables... VEGetables, in the wok to sauté with the butter to get a nice GOLDEN color in the onions and throw the peppers and the rest of the garlic in to mix up the flavors. Trust me it'll be worth it.

It is going to frantic for a minute while we keep an eye on everything. Stir your rice and give it a nice whiff for that aroma, mmmhhh, you should be here. Look at that nice rich yellow tone, not sure the camera can really do it justice. The curry, turmeric, and piss really absorb and mix with the fragrance of the basmati; it's making me water everywhere. [She stuffs a hand under her apron and then brings it to her mouth to the lick the coated fingers.] Alright, now comes the fun part, strain your pee-peas, and toss those into the wok with those warm, supple vag- VEGetables. Now before we toss all this steamy rice in we need to scramble our eggs. [Here she actually crushes the eggs between her cleavage and lets it drop into the wok.] Be careful to avoid the shells. [She spoons all the broken bits from the inside of her deep valley and she does have two mostly intact shells.] Beat those eggs to a scrambled mess. [Her boobs are quaking with the furious motions.] Alright, get that beautiful rice in the wok... NOW! Get everything stirred up, you want to keep all in motion, don't let it stop for at least two minutes. Add a bit more butter, it will help all the flavors come out and you can get the black pepper in too, warming it will bring out more of the spice. By the time you got that in, get it all moving again. [Now she is throwing the rice up and over catching it in the wok perfectly while her breast rise and drop with each motion.] We are in the home stretch here; if things look a bit dry, add more pee but not too much. You want some of the rice to get crunchy and pick up the seasoning from the wok itself. I am going to put in just a squirt. [She places a heel on the counter and stands on the toes of her other foot while shifting her hips and spraying down the rice mix.] My favorite part! [Steam immediately erupts from the wok and wafts into her breasts, it is mostly trapped beneath but some does reach her nose, she inhales deeply.] AMAZING! I can't wait to taste this!! Off the heat we go... and onto the plate.

 

So here it is. Doesn't that look gorgeous? The smell is indescribable, so many different aromas melded together perfectly. So let's garnish with our green onions, I know y'all thought I forgot them. *WINK AGAIN* Presentation is key.  Let's get a spoon and dig into this. [Hand under her apron again this time returns with a very slick covered spoon. She shoves it deeply into the pile, then after a few light blows at the steam, right into her mouth.] Once you make this, you too will know why it is such a crowd pleaser.

That's it for my Big Premiere Episode! Let the studio have all the love and maybe I'll be back again, FULL TIME. Until then... [She lifts her apron and holds a glass under her slit, it rapidly fills and overflows onto the floor and a large puddle forms around her feet, after more than a minute the flow ends abruptly. She lifts the glass and downs all of it in a single go.] AHHH~~ stay refreshed!

[Camera begins to pan out as she waves good-bye; she lifts one of her massive breasts and milks it into the glass, quickly filling half of it. As the credits start to play you hear her say:] Just a preview for next time, Breast Milk Cheesecake. [She lifts the glass to drink.]

[Screen goes black and the announcer is heard again with the address card for the studio.] As the lovely lady said, send your love notes here to the studio to see her back on the air again. I know I will!

I want more of this.

[hentaixt 1,579]

That'd be possible, this was originally written as a 1 off for a test..... but I suppose I'd do another sometime soon.

Just need the ol' creativity to cooperate. I'll see what I can do, no promises.

[CON2H4 647]

I'm wondering if I should try writing a troll letter. For the lols.

[hentaixt 1,579]

Do it, going completely "off script" can be fun now and again. Gives some variety to the thread too. Heck, I usually try to do most mine that way.

[CON2H4 647]

Dear wet carpet.

I don't know who else to turn to because I feel like a complete failure of a parent.

You see my Daughter is 25 years old already, and she has not once wet the bed. I tried explaining to her how good girls always wet the bed, and that a dry bed is a terrible wicked thing, but she won't have it. She called me "some kind of gross pervert", and is threatening to leave. How do I convince her to wet the bed like a good girl?

[Paulypeeps 5,282]

Well, thank you for posting anonymous poster. You have turned to the right place.

I suspect that you might be trying the wrong tack. I think that your daughter is just having a delayed teenage rebellion. The last thing she wants anyone to think is that she is just a good girl doing as she is told and how society expects her to behave.

You have done your best to bring your daughter up as a good girl. You have toilet trained her and like all good parents sent her to bed without a nappy in the expectation that she would soon wet her bed either by accident, or perhaps during some teenage experimentation, giving you the opportunity to have that all important discussion about how wetting the bed is no big deal, even that it actually feels very nice, and especially how convenient it is, and how important wetting the bed is to attract the right sort of life partner.

There are a few things you can try.

1. The good old 'Hand in warm water' trick is a great way to cause her to have an accidental wetting. If she is partial to drinking a little extra alcohol, perhaps a few pints of cider with a late meal before going to bed, you might be able to slip her hand in to a bowl of water beside her bed and trick her in to wetting herself. Be sure to find her wet in the morning as soon as she wakes before she has a chance to deny anything so you can have that conversation.
2. Find out from her friend's parents which of them are regular bed wetters. Most parents now are very proud of their daughter's wetting and will freely tell you that they are wetters, those parents of daughters who are not wetters of course will be more evasive. Get her to invite some wetting friends round for a sleepover. Most will think it perfectly normal to wet the bed on a sleepover even when sharing a bed with the host. This will help normalise wetting, and will be especially effective if the friend has a reputation of being a bit nonconformist.
3. Try and emphasise the fun aspects of wetting, and not just wetting in bed. Perhaps while you are all eating a meal as a family just nonchalantly wet yourself and mention how nice it feels to be making the seat lovely and warm as your pee soaks through your dress in to the deep upholstery of the dining chair. While you are watching a rom-com on the television describe how the star has made you go all gooey in your crotch and that now you are wetting yourself and soaking your skirt and the sofa with lovely warm pee. Before you go to work just casually pee down your legs under your business suit and let your daughter know how nice it feels to warm your legs like this before you go to work. All of these things will help to normalise wetting and not necessarily associate wetting with something that only good girls do in bed.
4. As a last resort you could of course send her to sleep school, but I am sure that this will not be necessary. Referrals for patients are not normally possible until at least age 30, but with particularly difficult children exceptions can often be made. The facilities at a residential specialist are of course very effective.

Let us know how you get on.

Aunty Paulypeeps.

[CON2H4 647]

11 hours ago, Paulypeeps said:

Well, thank you for posting anonymous poster. You have turned to the right place.

I suspect that you might be trying the wrong tack. I think that your daughter is just having a delayed teenage rebellion. The last thing she wants anyone to think is that she is just a good girl doing as she is told and how society expects her to behave.

You have done your best to bring your daughter up as a good girl. You have toilet trained her and like all good parents sent her to bed without a nappy in the expectation that she would soon wet her bed either by accident, or perhaps during some teenage experimentation, giving you the opportunity to have that all important discussion about how wetting the bed is no big deal, even that it actually feels very nice, and especially how convenient it is, and how important wetting the bed is to attract the right sort of life partner.

There are a few things you can try.

1. The good old 'Hand in warm water' trick is a great way to cause her to have an accidental wetting. If she is partial to drinking a little extra alcohol, perhaps a few pints of cider with a late meal before going to bed, you might be able to slip her hand in to a bowl of water beside her bed and trick her in to wetting herself. Be sure to find her wet in the morning as soon as she wakes before she has a chance to deny anything so you can have that conversation.
2. Find out from her friend's parents which of them are regular bed wetters. Most parents now are very proud of their daughter's wetting and will freely tell you that they are wetters, those parents of daughters who are not wetters of course will be more evasive. Get her to invite some wetting friends round for a sleepover. Most will think it perfectly normal to wet the bed on a sleepover even when sharing a bed with the host. This will help normalise wetting, and will be especially effective if the friend has a reputation of being a bit nonconformist.
3. Try and emphasise the fun aspects of wetting, and not just wetting in bed. Perhaps while you are all eating a meal as a family just nonchalantly wet yourself and mention how nice it feels to be making the seat lovely and warm as your pee soaks through your dress in to the deep upholstery of the dining chair. While you are watching a rom-com on the television describe how the star has made you go all gooey in your crotch and that now you are wetting yourself and soaking your skirt and the sofa with lovely warm pee. Before you go to work just casually pee down your legs under your business suit and let your daughter know how nice it feels to warm your legs like this before you go to work. All of these things will help to normalise wetting and not necessarily associate wetting with something that only good girls do in bed.
4. As a last resort you could of course send her to sleep school, but I am sure that this will not be necessary. Referrals for patients are not normally possible until at least age 30, but with particularly difficult children exceptions can often be made. The facilities at a residential specialist are of course very effective.

Let us know how you get on.

Aunty Paulypeeps.

Well, I tried the hand in the water trick, but it didn't work. All I achieved was waking her up, and annoying her further.

The thing is also, you have to understand. I've been done the thing of never peeing in a toilet since I bought this house. So I've always wet myself in the ways you described, if I wore anything at all, which I've felt I've had to do increasingly or else she'll have a fit. She also somehow finds it gross that I mention my feelings, even though we all have them. Like she insists she doesn't even masturbate. I don't understand her.

But Your suggestion of finding out from the other mums about who's children wet themselves seemed like a good suggestion at first, but sadly, it seems all of them have the same prudish behaviour as her. I don't understand the community I've moved into.

In short. It seems she's not so much being rebellious, as she is being brainwashed into being pee shy.

[Paulypeeps 5,282]

Dear Anonymous

I think it has probably got to the stage where you will have to lock the bathroom, and lock all the external doors from early evening. I am sure this will force some experimentation, and perhaps she will realise the benefit of peeing in her bed, and perhaps some other places too.

Auntie Paulypeeps

[CON2H4 647]

16 hours ago, Paulypeeps said:

Dear Anonymous

I think it has probably got to the stage where you will have to lock the bathroom, and lock all the external doors from early evening. I am sure this will force some experimentation, and perhaps she will realise the benefit of peeing in her bed, and perhaps some other places too.

Auntie Paulypeeps

Thank you for you advice Auntie Paulypeeps, I would however like to inform you that an interesting development has happened. You see it's about time me and my daughter go on holiday and I called her for a meeting to discuss all the details, such as where we go, what activities we do while there, when, etc.

Now at some point she excuses herself to go pee in a toilet like some kind of prude, but before she's out of the door I exclaim something like "Oh for fuck's sake we have a lot to get through and if you're just going to waste my time with all this "I gotta pee" bullshit, then I'm calling it off".

She just looked at me despondantly, but ended up deciding "Well if that's what it takes to get a break fine." Now the fact that she lowered her underwear was irritating for me as I thought I'd told her not to wear any, but oh well, I guess I can't be too mad at what is a small victory. I asked her if it was really all that bad. She said in a manner escpected of a teenager, not a grown woman "Well, I guess it doesn't make any difference with all the pee you leave all over the place." But, I mean she did it. I then decided to try my luck further and tell her that if her bed wasn't wet by tomorrow morning, then she still wouldn't be allowed on Holiday with me. She has started reluctantly wetting the bed and I'm sure she'll come around. I hope. I'll keep you informed.

Regards,
Anonymous.