Whines Cutely

Auggie set down the hippo and stood up. “I need to go pee. I’m gonna just be a second.” He started to open the trapdoor to the ladder.

“Wait,” said Ollie. “Just go pee in your pants. No one else is here and it’ll dry before Lina finds out.”

Auggie hesitated. “Are you sure?”

“Yeah! It’ll be fine. Look, I already went a couple times.” He sat up on his knees and pulled down his shorts a little bit so Auggie could see.

“Yeah, but you have a diaper on. That’s different.”

Ollie shrugged. “So what? Come on and keep playing with me. It’ll be okay. We’re outside so you won’t mess up any furniture or anything. It feels so good anyway…” He sat back down and let himself relax. “I’m going right now and it feels so good…”

Auggiensat back down tentatively. “Are you sure nobody’s going to find out?”

“I don’t think so. Just go pee.” Ollie picked up one of the animals again and made it walk towards the saucer they were using as a water trough.

Auggie sat back down on the warm wood. He tried to just let go but found that he was a little locked up. “I can’t make it come out,” he said.

“Don’t force it,” said Ollie. “Just relax. Just imagine you have a diaper on. You still have to wear them at night, right?”

“Who told you that??”

“Your girlfriend. Haha.”

Auggie picked up the hippo again. Just a few seconds later, he felt warmth spreading across his crotch. “I’m going,” he said quietly.

“See?” said Ollie. “Doesn’t it feel good?”

“Yeah,” said Auggie, starting to shift a little bit against the wood.

“Mmm,” said Ollie, setting down his toy and copying Auggie, wiggling a little bit against the wood.

“Can I…um…can I feel what your diaper’s like?”

“Yeah, of course! Are you curious?”

“Um…kinda. I haven’t worn a big diaper like that since I can remember. I just have to wear a pull-up at night.”

Ollie pushed the toys aside and scooted closer. He undid his fly and eased his shorts down again.

Auggie reached out and rubbed it, just for a second before snatching his hand away. “It’s really warm.”

“You can touch it more than that,” said Ollie. “It’s okay.”

Auggie raised his hand again, looking at the floor. He could feel heat rising in his face. He reached out again and rubbed Ollie’s diaper.

“It feels really good. Do you want me to do you too?”

Auggie didn’t answer but scooted closer, also kneeling up onto his knees. Ollie let his hand down onto Auggie’s wet pants and cupped his bulge. “It always feel better when you’re wet,” he told Auggie.

Auggie agreed but he didn’t want to say it aloud. They kneeled there for a couple more minutes and Auggie felt something building in him; he wanted to push Ollie over and rub on him and on his diaper. Just when he opened his mouth to say something someone knocked on the trapdoor. Both boys snatched their hands away.

“Everything okay, boys? Are you playing nice?” It was Lina’s voice.

“Yeah!!” said Ollie loudly. “Everything’s fine! Go away! No girls allowed!!”

“Yeah!!” said Auggie, too. “No girls!”

The trapdoor opened anyway. “That isn’t very nice. You boys better remember who’s in charge at my house.” She climbed into the treehouse and sat down in front of them. “Who’s in charge? I want both of you to answer.”

“You are, Lina.”

“You, Miss Lina…” Auggie looked away. He couldn’t think of a good way to hide his soaked jeans, much less the wet patch on the floor around him.

“What’s going on? You’re both blushing. Were you doing something naughty?”

Neither of them answered, and Lina stood up, hunching over under the low ceiling, and squatted very close to them.

“How come Auggie’s wet himself?”

“We were just playing,” said Auggie, looking down at the floor.

“Auggie, wetting yourself at your age is a big deal. Aren’t you meant to be 24 or something? I’m going to have to tell Polly.”

“You don’t have to tell her…I can just change in to some of Ollie’s pants and…”

“She’s still going to notice when she picks you up. And what’s going on down here?” She pointed to Auggie’s crotch. “It looks like you were getting pretty excited? Are you *sure* you weren’t playing naughty?”

Auggie still couldn’t take his eyes off the floor.

“You seem veryyyy reluctant to tell me. I think I know what that means.” She reached out and pinched Auggie’s ear, pulling him towards the trap door. “You’re coming down first. And then I’ll get my baby, too.”

Ollie watched as Lina made sure Auggie went down the ladder. Then she snapped her fingers at him and pointed at the trap door. He didn’t need to be told twice and hurried down, too.

Lina marched both of the to the bathroom and told them that if they were going to be naughty they needed to be somewhere appropriate. She left, telling them that she would be back soon.

“What’s she going to do?” asked Auggie. “I’ve never been bad at your house before.”

Ollie shrugged. “Usually she spanks me. Or makes me sit in my room. It probably won’t be so bad for me, though. I’m meant to go in my diapers, anyways. I think the rules are different for you.”

Auggie felt his face frown. This wasn’t fair at all. He couldn’t keep himself from shoving Ollie.

Ollie stumbled and righted himself against the counter. “No pushing! Do you want to get in worse trouble?”

Auggie didn’t really care anymore. He shoved Ollie against the counter and grabbed his wrists, squeezing them hard. He shoved his knee under Ollie’s crotch. And then, he didn’t really mean to do it, but as they struggled, his thigh started to rub against Ollie’s diaper.

Somehow they ended up on the tile, still fighting, but also humping against each other. Auggie started to feel that really warm, tingly feeling that made him want to go faster and faster. His hard-on was straining against his underwear and his fly and…

The door opened. “Boys!! Get up right now!”

They both scrambled to their feet.

“No fighting!” Lina grabbed both of them under their arms, hard. “You guys know that’s not okay!”

She pulled them into the bedroom.

“You know fighting is not okay,” she repeated. “Shame on both of you.” The boys hung their heads. “And I know what else you were doing.” Auggie felt his cheeks burning. He opened his mouth but Lina shushed him before he could say anything. “That is very naughty. You boys know you aren’t meant to do stuff like that if Polly and I aren’t around.”

“I’m sorry, Miss Lina…”

“I don’t want to hear it. You’re going to be sorry after I spank you both. But I’m not going to do anything just yet. I called Polly and she’ll be over here very soon. She told me not to do anything to you until she’s here to watch.” Lina crossed to the dresser and took out a folded plastic sheet. She spread it over the bed. “Both of you sit down right here and think about what you did. If you’re still right here in the same spot, and you’re good during the punishment, we might let you finish what you were doing. But only if we’re keeping an eye on you.”

Lina shut the door and waited for the latch to click. Then she walked back to the kitchen, smiling to herself. She and Polly were going to have a very entertaining afternoon.

Auggie and Ollie sat in silence. Ollie started to apologize but Auggie shot him a look and he shut up quick. A few more minutes passed with no noise spare the clock ticking in the dark room.

Then Auggie spoke. “Ollie…I kind of have to go again.”

“Okay. Just go in the sheet. I don’t think that’s going to make a different about how much trouble we’re in. Are you scared? Do you want me to hold your hand? I don’t think that’s naughty.”

Auggie set his hand down on the sheet between them and Ollie picked it up and squeezed it. It wasn’t long before Auggie felt his jeans getting warm again. He sighed in satisfaction.

“All done?” asked Ollie.

“Yeah. Ollie?”

“Uh-huh?”

there are also known ways to tell if someone is a little, or if they might be but haven't discovered it about themselves yet. stuff like thumb sucking, whining when they don't get their way, crying easily, frequent accidents... one of those things on its own might mean nothing, but the more they stack, the more everyone around them might have their suspicions.

I also like thinking about how much more common it'd be for adults to have accidents, or have the ability to clean up an accident, in this universe. basically, you could be like an office worker or something, and one of your coworkers has started wetting their pants once or twice a week... you suspect they might be on the verge of realizing they're a little, but you don't want to push it. that said... the day soon comes when they get up from their desk, and only make it about halfway to the bathroom before pee is running down their legs. and they just start crying loudly in the middle of the hallway while seeming to be frozen in place as they wet themselves.

that's when you'd spring into action as a CG... taking them to the potty, to make sure they got it all out... stripping them out of their soggy clothes... maybe public restrooms contain a handheld utility shower, just in case a little needs to get cleaned up, so they get their legs rinsed off too... and then they get changed into a fluffy diaper that really makes them feel some kind of way.

I also really like the idea that in a "littles are common" universe, it'd also be common to see littles' private parts sometimes, and it's just not a big deal. sometimes a little is getting a public change, or takes an emergency wee in a place where people can see them exposed... they're just a baby, so no one thinks anything of it.

so being a "work CG" for your coworker could involve going to their desk with a portable pee bottle or potty. if it's a pee bottle, they'd just stand there while you undo their pants, get their undies out of the way, and get their penis out... then you'd hold the bottle up to their crotch and give them permission, and they'd spray the inside with their strong stream, which tells you they almost waited too long again. if it's a potty, you'd take down their pants and undies, and help them get seated. they might even want you to hold their waist or take their hands while a needy jet of pee rattles against the plastic. maybe they should be changed into a diaper when they get done... they might not be big enough to keep their underwear dry.

This is an interesting extension to the whole 'littles are known' idea, that it could be something that takes a while to discover about yourself, but sometimes others can clock it as more and more signs become noticeable... And naturally, there have to be certain things put in place for littles, just in case of accidents or emergency tinkles! It's not like anyone will even give the sight a second thought, so why should a little be upset about being a bit exposed?

Waking up in the middle of the night desperate and not being able to do anything about it for hours, squirming in bed, hands shoved between your legs, unable to go back to sleep because you have to go so bad. Knowing things will only get worse if you wet the bed, so you have no choice but to try and hold it. By the time the door is unlocked at 6, your bladder is so heavy and bulging that you can barely walk, every step jostling it and making you clench your muscles as hard as you can against the few drops that are escaping. In such a condition, it takes you longer than usual to make it to the bathroom, and by the time you get there, you're at the very end of the line, ten other people in front of you, some of them just as desperate as you are. Having to stand there and pretend nothing's wrong while anyone who looks at you can see the protruding bulge in your lower abdomen, proof of just how much you're holding inside, tears gathering in your eyes from the struggle of holding back.

Or maybe classes start at 6:30am sharp, no exceptions, so sometimes the couple of people at the back of the line don't even get a chance to go. Having to suck it up and hold it all through the first class, bladder begging to release a night's worth of pee, not even able to focus on the lecture because all your can think about is not humiliating yourself by having it all leak out in front of the whole class. You just have to hope that you'll be able to make it to a bathroom in between your first and second classes, have to hope that other people don't get there first.

There are never enough toilets for the number of students, and the time between classes is short, so some people inevitably don't get the chance and are forced to hold it until the next break. Even worse if you already didn't get a chance last break, and now you're begging the people in front of you in line to have mercy and let you go, knowing there's no chance of you keeping it all in through yet another class period. Maybe somebody is kind and lets you go, but now they have to hold their overfull bladder another two hours. Or maybe no one can afford to skip their turn, and you have no choice, walking to your next class, feeling little leaks escape every step you take. It's a losing battle, and there's no pity no matter how long it's been since you've last been able to go. You're just supposed to hold it.

They start rubbing their hard dick against your thigh, slipping a hand between your legs, and you want to tell them to stop so you can go pee first, but you're too embarrassed. You decide you'll just have to hold it.

Your partner lifting up one of your legs and fingering you, pressing on your bladder without knowing it. It makes your desperation worse, but it feels so good.

They rub the head of their cock against your hole and you're already so wet. They slip it inside and the pressure is almost too much, and your moans of desperation mingle with pleasure as you claw at their back and try to hold on.

Describing losing control in almost gentle terms.

Talking about letting everything all come gushing out like a waterfall is great, but there's something about emphasizing that desperate little moment of weakness that gets me.

Telling them not to think about letting it all come trickling out. Not to think about letting a little leak out to relieve the pressure. That they better hold it in and not think about their poor, overworked muscles letting a spurt go.

@fluffyomorashi OmG TBH THO???♡♡♡

Like, a character just absolutely bursting, tapping their feet as they try sooo hard not to hold themselves or dance- they see the potty right there and relief is so tantalizing close but they just dont want to! But eventually they feel themselves starting to leak and squeak- unable to hold it they rush to sit on the potty, their lanky limbs hitting their chest as the sound of urine echoes from the plastic potty aaaaaAA💖💖💫

They are too grown-up for such small embarrassing things to pee in!! They would never!!!….. but as the night goes in and it seems to be the only option they can’t help but glance over, nervously sweating, trying not to fidget… when finally they start leaking and they just.. they just mutter out a weak comment to their friend-,

“I-I’m s-s-sorry-.. I gotta-“…and they just whine and Half Stumble half to run as they grab their crotch and make a beeline towards the plastic potty.. they just scoop it up and run to the nearest vacant room!-..

Their friend confused, follows after and walks in to see their friend awkwardly crumbled up on the small lil potty… their head hanging down in total humiliation and shame as all you hear is the tinkling sound of the lil potty filling up!!! Like ahhh!!!’n

OMFG HOYL SHIT THAT IS👌🏻👌🏻👌🏻👌🏻💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖

OMg and their friend chuckles softly as they walk over and tosles the tinkling friend’s hair like, “You really had to go, huh? Glad I didn’t toss it out,” it’s all lighthearted and they probably get a weak smack on their leg from the very red faced friend who is finished going and starts to awkwardly laugh like, “Y-yeah, thanks for that,”

They other friend is just thankful for them understanding and knowing they won’t tell anyone else for this embarrassing moment of weakness..

needing to pee in the middle of a lecture and having to ask "ma'am/sir, may i use the restroom?" in front of the entire class. the professor says no because the lesson is very important, meaning the student has to sit there silently for another hour as they grow more and more desperate, trying to avoid the teasing glances from their classmates who know they're close to bursting.

finally giving up on waiting and making a break for the door without permission. they get halfway down the hall, hobbling to avoid wetting themselves, before an administrator catches them without a bathroom pass and sends them back to the classroom without any relief.

insisting to the professor that it's an emergency while their peers snicker and whisper taunts at them ("aww, gonna piss yourself?" "want some water?" "come on, you're an adult, you can hold it.")

being held back for detention after being caught cheating on a long exam. the student's bladder is heavy and full but they aren't allowed to leave the room until detention is over. they take moments where the professor is distracted to squeeze themselves and pray they don't have an accident all over their seat.

being on the brink of losing control and then being asked to come up and write something on the board. they have to squirm from foot to foot in front of everyone to avoid pissing all over the floor, breathing heavily in an attempt to steady themselves enough to remember the answer.

the only bathroom in between a student's two classes being closed for maintenance, meaning they have no option but to sit down in yet another lecture already near bursting.

someone bouncing their twisted-up legs underneath a desk vigorously to keep from leaking. it rattles the table and causes the person next to them to grab their knee to stop it, causing the bursting student to gasp in surprise and dribble a little into their underwear.

A desperate character who has NO other choice but to use a diaper. Say they're in a car/some sort of transportation and they're bursting. They started leaking so they know their time is running out. The driver can't stop because they're in a traffic jam and they can't just pee on the side of the road because there are cars all around them.

While the desperate character is squirming and writhing, the driver remembers that they have a diaper in the car for whatever reason. At first the desperate character says no way in hell but they start leaking again and there's no signs that traffic will start moving soon.