Abby's Damp Panties

[bellaneedstotinkle 15]

Word count: 1,200

Kinks: DDLG, omorashi, training potty, pee desperation

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This story is about a bratty 20yo girl named Abby trying (and failing) at potty training. Abby has been having accidents and her dom has bought her a pink plastic training potty, until she is ready to use the big potty. Dry panties means she can pee on the big toilet (with permission), damp panties means she can only use the training potty, but full wetting accidents mean she's back in diapers. The real potty is referred to as the toilet, while her training potty is referred to as the potty. Will Abby make it to the potty in time, or is it back to diapers?

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It was only lunch time and Abby was already desperate. 

Biting her lip and rocking back and forth, she slipped her hand down into her panties, trying to alleviate the pressure. It was a lazy morning, and she was wearing nothing but an oversized t shirt and a pink pair of panties with a bow on the front. She had been trying to watch TV while Daddy worked in his office, and she knew she'd be in trouble if she interrupted him.

Daddy made sure that she was well hydrated. Every morning began with a glass of water, then a cup of coffee, followed by juice, followed by hourly glasses of water. 

Abby decided to do her best to hold it for just a little longer. Daddy didn't like it when she asked to the toilet too much. He said that big girls like her should be able to hold it, and that she needed to learn how to control her bladder. Otherwise, she would never be able to stop being forced to use the training potty. 

15 minutes went by, and Abby's desperation had only worsened. Now she was bouncing up and down, hands tight in her crotch, as she finally accepted that she had no other choice. 

She had to ask daddy to use the toilet. 

She got up and almost doubled over from the desperation. It was worse when standing. That was when the unthinkable happened. A spurt of pee escaped and she shoved her hand into her crotch, successfully stopping the flow. She gasped, trying to regain her composure before continuing. Slowly, Abby began the walk from the living room to his office. Across the hall from his office was a bathroom, which was strictly off limits to Abby. The sight of the porcelain throne seemed to tease her. She reached the door, knocking before opening it.

"Daddy? I have a question."

The dom looked up from his laptop. 

"What is it baby?"

Abby bit her lip and pressed her thighs together tighter. Her legs began to cross against her will. She was trying her best not to do the potty dance. Not in front of daddy. 

"I need to tinkle.

The dom closed his laptop and walked over to her. On a shelf behind his desk, Abby's little pink training potty sat. Dom alone had control over her potty. 

"Okay Abby. Let me check your panties."

Abby shuffled her feet, bouncing in place a little. Her bladder was bursting and she wasn't sure how much longer she could hold on. The spurt earlier had already blown her cover.

"Are your panties wet?"

The little looked down, embarrassed by the truth, and jammed her hands into her crotch. 

"Daddy," she whined. 

The dom looks down at her, shaking his head. 

"Take your hands away. Let me check."

"Big girls keep their panties dry."

He reached into the waistband of her panties and curves his fingers forward, brushing her clit lightly with his fingertip. Abby would normally moan at his touch, but her desperation was too strong for her to care. His fingers also brush against the dampness of the crotch of her panties. 

Abby's stomach dropped.

She'd been caught.

The dom is unsympathetic. 

"You know the rule."

She did. Damp panties meant tinkles must be done in the training potty, while dry panties meant she could use the big toilet. 

Abby protested. 

"I hate using the training potty," she whined. "It makes me feel like a baby."

This was a mistake. She knew it as soon as she said it. Sir pulled his fingers out of her panties sharply and he scoffs. 

"The toilet is for big girls. And big girls stay dry." 

"Daaaaddddyyyyy," Abby groaned, jamming her hands back into her pussy. "Please! I hafta pee pee!"

She hated using the little plastic training potty. It was humiliating. The potty was hot pink and princess themed, bedazzled with rhinestones and star stickers. It was also far too small for her. Her curvy figure was ridiculous on the tiny receptacle and she had to be very careful to control her stream or she would spray outside of the little bowl. To use it, she had to crouch and make sure her pussy was centered. Missing her aim on the potty meant back in diapers too. 

Another wave of desperation hit Abby and she gasped. She had to tinkle, now, and if she didn't concede to using the potty, she was going to have a full blown accident. She knew how much Sir would dislike this. And she had just gotten out of diapers...

"DADDY! I GOTTA GO BAD, PLEASE!"

The dom was still unfazed. 

"What do you need to ask me then? What do you need to say?"

Abby was near tears by this point. She couldn't believe that she was actually about to wet her panties on the floor when the real toilet was visible in the other room. 

"I need the training potty."

The dom smirked. 

"Almost."

Abby began to sob. Her bladder felt like it was on fire, and another leak escaped into her panties, dampening her fingers. 

"I HAVE TO GO PEE PEE IN THE POTTY."

The dom smiled.

"Good girl."

He turned and made his way across the room at a leisurely rate, taking his time as he reached up and brought down the pink, sparkly potty. He placed it on the floor and Abby rushed to it, desperately pulling her panties down and squatting down over the tiny commode. 

Abby gasped and blushed at the sound of the patter of her hot piss hitting the bowl. Pee gushed out of her ferociously, the sound turning from a patter to a hiss. The bowl was rapidly filling, and Abby was surprised with another unfortunate realization. 

She was going to overflow the potty. 

Overflowing the potty meant punishment too. Abby knew that she would be spanked fiercely that night for making a mess on the floor. 

"Daddy!" She cried out. "Its gonna overflow!"

But there was nothing she could do about it. Her muscles had given out and all she could do was pee, locked in place as the fluid rose in the bowl and drenched her pussy. Urine pattered again as it cascaded over the edge of the potty into a pool on the hardwood floor. Abby sobbed and covered her face with her hands. Her urine pooled around her feet, finally subsiding.

Sir stood over her, staring down in disappointment. 

"Looks like it's back to diapers for you," he smirks. "You won't be needing the potty for a VERY long time." 

Edited August 25 by bellaneedstotinkle
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[Masterpee93 6]

Wonderful story I really hope there will be more is pretty hot

[pee2poop 131]

 An Excellent story, more about the relshonship and unusual ways for relief.