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    • Pino. I think the device you are looking for might be the coreflow soft stent. This, unfortunately, does the opposite of what we want and stents the bladder neck and leaves the external sphincter functional. Very similar to the spanner stent. What we need is something like the outside part of a cathdiap stent with a flexible tether to a stopper inside the bladder. (I did a quick proof of concept using a pony bead as stopper - but when the bladder neck opens the bead stops the flow - we need a stopper that will allow flow when the bladderneck opens but still prevent outwards migration. Maybe a pigtail, or something made using o-rings) Ps. It was pretty cool. The bladder would indicate fullness, involuntarily contract, and there would be a spurt of urine. With an improved flow through tether it could be great 
    • 2 A wicked, raspy cackle suddenly burst through the entire porch, shrouded in the dim light. Riley shrieked, dropped the basket of treats, and clung tightly to Sally. A dull thud echoed at her feet, followed by the clatter of candies scattering across the floor. Her whole body trembled with fright. "Hey, hey, hey," her sister soothed, gently loosening her grip. "It's okay, there's nothing here. Look around." So she did: a sofa pushed against the wall, a glass coffee table covered in fingerprints, and a rocking chair facing the street. There was no sign of any monsters or skeletons. "S-Sorry," she stammered, still shaken. "I-If everything's normal here, w-where did that voice come from?" "Girls." Ferg the wizard pointed his staff at something overhead. "I think it was her." A little witch doll riding a broomstick was floating in midair, a wicked grin plastered across her pointed, pimple-ridden face. Riley looked away and crouched down to pick up the candies scattered across the floor. Between her legs, her still-dry diaper pressed against her skin. It had been a close call; she had almost wet herself. Her friends knelt down and diligently helped her gather every last one. Ferg and Luz tossed a few into the basket, landing their shots perfectly. Sally piled them up and poured them inside as though they were ingredients for a potion. Riley slowly got back to her feet, scanning the remaining candies scattered around. The last few dozen were quickly snatched up by her sister's and friends' predatory hands. They were almost done. Out of the corner of her eye, she caught the curtains moving. She turned her head and narrowed her eyes. The white curtains had been pulled to one side, allowing whoever was inside to look out. Or rather, to look at them. The narrow gap revealed next to nothing of the interior, only a shelf with some photographs on it. Whoever it was must have just left. Why had they been watching them in secret? "And that's the last one," Sally announced, tugging at the hem of her costume. Their eyes met. "Everything okay? You look like you've seen a ghost. For real." Riley nodded with a smile. Maybe it had all been a trick of her imagination. Better get back to focusing on the task at hand. "Thank you, kind travelers," she said gratefully, placing her fist against her chest, just above her heart. "My kingdom is in your debt." "And you, try not to jump at every little noise," Sally advised, lowering her dark sunglasses and fixing her gaze on her. "We only have one change of clothes. Let's not waste it." Riley glanced up at the dangling witch, slightly offended. That coming from the girl who, at the previous house, had run to hide behind a car after spotting a cat wearing a pink tutu. She couldn't help smiling at the thought that Sally had nearly pissed herself. Behind her, Luz planted her fists on her hips and gave them an impatient look. The basket rustled noisily as it swung from her forearm. "We've got trick-or-treating to do," she reminded them both. "Who wants to get things started?" Sally didn't need to be told twice. She meticulously adjusted her wig, straightened her sunglasses, and fixed her black jacket. She had slipped right back into character as Ozzy Osbourne. She pressed the round button. A sweet chime rang out, gradually fading into the silence. She stepped back between Riley and Luz, then raised the rustling basket. A sharp sound, followed by a soft rustle, made their ears perk up. A beam of light flooded over them, blinding them. "Trick or treat!" they exclaimed in unison. Framed by the light stood nothing but a small, round silhouette. As the glare gradually faded, the figure took on the shape of an elderly woman with a plump face, wrapped in a thick sweater. When she smiled, her eyes crinkled into two crescent moons. "Oh! Good evening to you too!" she replied warmly. She turned around and picked up a bowl overflowing with sweets. "You have such lovely costumes. You've certainly earned these." The elderly woman grabbed a handful of sweets and began dropping them into Ferg's basket. She repeated the gesture for each of them, carefully measuring out the portions and receiving their thanks in return. "Thank you," Riley said as soon as the woman had finished showering her basket with candy. The elderly woman nodded and gave them a curious look. Then she turned and went to put the bowl away, its contents rattling like a maraca with every step. "Before I let you go, may I ask you a few questions?" Acting on instinct, Riley shifted her gaze toward the narrow gap. A dark eye was watching them, as though it were a surveillance camera. Where had Luz's map led them? An oppressive grip stole her breath. A sudden wave of warmth spread copiously between her legs. Who was spying on them? "Of course." Luz smiled politely and respectfully. "What should we call you?" "Oh, how rude of me! Please forgive me!" the elderly woman exclaimed, her voice as soft and slow as a mother's. "My name is Toshie. I've recently moved here with my granddaughter, and I was curious to know what the children around here are like." A motherly tone, a granddaughter, questions about the neighborhood. Riley put the pieces together, and some of the terror squeezing her chest began to ease. But that eye fixed on them, which she couldn't seem to look away from, still made her legs tremble. "There are lots of boys and girls around here, especially kids our age. Some are reckless, others are quiet. Some stay indoors all day, while others are out until late at night," Luz explained sincerely. "But there are also those who enjoy causing trouble just for fun." Toshie murmured something incomprehensible. "I don't want my little Aiko hanging around with that sort of person! Do you know any of them?" Why are you hiding behind the curtain? Riley tilted her head to one side, spreading a playful half-smile across her face. The cold, gelatinous diaper against her skin sparked an idea. There was no harm in trying. She raised a hand in a friendly wave and slowly mouthed the words, "Hi." The eye blinked rapidly before darting away, the gap disappearing behind the curtain. An earsplitting commotion erupted inside the house moments later. Did I scare her!? Riley thought, blushing. Toshie spun around in alarm and hurried toward the doorway, looking in the direction of the noise. "Aiko? Daijōbu? Kega wa nai?" Riley glanced at her friends with a guilty grin. They returned her look with puzzled expressions. She ignored the words that had just left Mrs. Toshie's wrinkled lips. "I'll explain later!" she whispered. They nodded, confused but intrigued. A loud, distant voice echoed from somewhere inside the house. "Hai! Suberi chatta... isu kara ochichatta no!" "Yare yare... itsumo donkusai n da kara..." Toshie muttered wearily. She turned back toward them, never losing her warm, affectionate smile. "I'm sorry for keeping you longer than necessary. Thank you for answering my questions. I hope we'll get to see each other again sometime." The elderly woman stepped back inside and closed the door, taking the light with her. An indistinct murmur of voices drifted from within, growing fainter and fainter. Sally broke the thick silence of confusion. "W-What the hell just happened?" "I have no idea," Riley replied, sounding pleased with herself. Then she leaned down, searching for Luz's green-painted face. Her wet diaper scraped against her skin and peeled away slightly. "We have to do this again next year." Luz burst out laughing. "You can bet we'll do it again!"     --- Hey there! Just a quick update: I'm trying to post a new chapter every Sunday or Monday, time permitting. Also, over the next few days, I'll be doing a major edit of Chapters 1 and 2. It's very likely that I'll add something I cut from Chapter 2 to make it more complete in light of what's coming later on. Chapter 3 shouldn’t be delayed, it just needs a few corrections, and then it’ll be finished. If there are any unexpected developments, I’ll let you know. Thanks again for reading, and see you this Sunday (or next Monday) with Chapter 3. -Milo  
    • The moment they went into the arcade the whole place was a buzz of activity as kids of all aged were busy, little kids were playing in the play area, older kids were in the arcade either shooting zombies or punching Street punks or playing Ski ball while older kids teenagers were heading to the go-kart arenas or the laser tag arenas. When Madison's first saw an advertisement for the place she desperately wanted to go, so did Alice she knew Alice would be so jealous to hear Madison was able to go here first, when they got to the bathroom Becca picked the biggest stall she wondered if it would be better if Madison would wear her diaper and they cover due to how much the girl would be playing a lot. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The first surprise that Emily got was that her mittens were taken off, "Alright my little fairy I know I should leave these on, but I'll take them off for now so you can play better, but you have to act like a baby/toddler and give the toys and games to try do you promise?" Camilla asked with a smile as she tried to at least meet her new little girl halfway, hoping it would work for her as it did for Madison. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- As soon as they got home and the car was parked in the garage Ana came over and got her little girl out of the car seat and carried her into the house, "Now Alice I know you think you don't deserve this and think you didn't do anything wrong, but you did, you behave poorly to Madison who has been nothing but kind and good to you. Now is that any way for a proper girlfriend to behave?" Ana asked as she carried her own padded princess up to her bedroom.
    • Steak tonight (one I grilled up the other night).   Was going to make some broccoli casserole but realized I was missing a key ingredient!  So guess it'll be curly fries.  
    • Yep, I know its just a story but you sure do a wonderful job making us get attached to someone of these characters and hate others lol.  Just keep cranking out this wonderful story. Makes me want to know these characters in real life.  
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