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    • By Quackduck in Unfinished Stories
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      Olivia was a curious girl, always wandering through the Magic Woods where she wasn’t supposed to go. “There are dangerous things in there,” said her older sister, “You wouldn’t want a wizard to cast a spell on you for trespassing in his forest!” Olivia didn’t listen, though, for there were far too many wonderful things to see in the Magic Woods.
      As she wandered gleefully through a forest path, she came upon a stream. It wasn’t an ordinary stream, though, for the water ran a magnificent glowing blue. Olivia, who had become perched from walking through the forest for so long, kneeled down and drank from the river. She drank and drank until her tummy was full and her thirst was adequately quenched.
      “Stop!” She heard someone yell, “stop, stop!”
      She looked up and saw a small bearded man with a long cane pointing at her. “You dare drink from my river? My magic river?”
      “Oh, I’m awfully sorry,” she said, “I didn’t realize this magic river was yours!”
      “Bah, that’s what they all say! All want a taste of my splendid water, but it isn’t for you! For that you must pay!”
      “But I’m only a girl! I’ve no powers or weapons! Ill leave now, and you’ll never see me again!”
      “Nay, no weapons, but you have prying eyes that saw the way to my magic river!”
      “I’ll never speak a word of it, I swear! I swear!”
      “Hmm, maybe you speak the truth, but you still have a belly full of magic water. That must come out, yes it must. Okay, hold still.”
      With that, the wizard shot a beam of golden light at Olivia. It stung a bit, but mostly it scared her. She fell backwards in the grass.
      “Hey!” She shouted, “what did that do?”
      “You’ll soon see, little girl. It will wear off in a day or two. Now begone with you!”
      Olivia ran as far away from the river as she could. By then, it had begun to get dark, and her mother would be needing her home soon. She began the long walk back.
      As she walked, the curious girl felt herself needing the restroom rather urgently. It wasn’t too bad, but she picked up the pace. Not five minutes later, though, her hands had made their way in between her legs, and she was hoping she could make it home. She walked even faster. Ten minutes after that, she was hobbling as fast as she could through the forest, really needing to go potty. She needed to go so badly, and she wasn’t even halfway home yet! She decided she couldn’t wait, and strayed from the trail to look for a good bush.
      Once she found one, she began undoing her belt while hopping around from foot to foot. “Gotta pee, gotta pee, gotta pee...” she was saying to herself, pulling her pants down to release her stream. Just at that moment though, a Bush Gnome popped out, one of the many whimsical woodland creatures that reside in the Magic Forest. She’d never pulled her pants up so fast.
      “What’re you doing in my front lawn?” He demanded.
      “I’m sorry!” Olivia said as she ran away embarrassed, urine sloshing around in her bladder. Now she really had to go. She felt like she was going to leak at any moment! With both hands pressed hard into her girlhood, she ran around the forest looking for an uninhabited place to do her business. The problem with that is that the magic forest is teeming with intelligent life, gnomes here and wizards there, eyes at every turn that Olivia doesn’t want to see her peeing. While she was running, though, she began to leak, and she realized she didn’t have a choice. She yanked down her pants, sat down with her legs spread, and released a torrent of pee, her belly thanking her graciously for the relief. Her head fell back and her eyes closed with bliss. When she looked down, she was surprised to see glowing blue streaming out of her privates instead of golden yellow. This must have been the work of the wizard.
      She went home feeling five pounds lighter, but by the time she reached her front door, she was already shifting her weight from foot to foot. She stepped inside and saw her sister, Emma, studying on the couch. “Hey, sis,” she said.
      “Hey,” Olivia responded sheepishly, making a beeline to the bathroom.
      “You weren’t in the magic forest were you?”
      “N-no,” she said, stepping lightly in place.
      “Cause I can tell, you know, when you’re lying.” She spun around and looked Olivia in the eye. “You weren’t in the magic forest, were you?”
      “No, I swear!” They locked eyes. A worried, guilty Olivia stood frozen in place, clenching her lower half trying to keep her water in. Finally, she said “I have to pee!” And ran to the toilet, which wasn’t a lie. She really had to go.
      She released a river of blue and left to her room, where she picked up one of her favorite books. She hadn’t even gotten five pages in before she felt the familiar tingle in her abdomen again.
      “What the hell?” She mumbled to herself. “That’s it! Why do I have to go so often? It’s probably an illusion. I don’t actually have to go, I just think I do. I’m not gonna go until tomorrow morning!”
      Thirty minutes after that declaration, she was having second thoughts. She struggled to stay concentrated on her book, having to reread pages 2, 3, even 4 times when her need took up too much mind space. Her bladder felt like it was about to explode. She was forced to change leg positions every few seconds when the discomfort got to be too much. She gave up on reading and threw her book to the side, bringing her knees up to her chest. Her squeezing fingers and her burning urethra didn’t feel like adequate protection against the ocean of pee inside of her. Illusion or not, she had to GO.
      Olivia jumped up and ran to the bathroom, but to her dismay, it was closed and locked. Her sister must be in there.
    • By MasterXploder in Fire Emblem: Golden Bonds
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      This story commissioned by Night Rain
      With thanks to Sake and Biku for editing

       
       
      Red hair. Delicate, smooth skin. A gentle smile with a modest posture. Pinkish eyes holding a soft contentment with the world.
      Even from a distance, Elise could admire Sakura's natural beauty as one admired some well-kept flowers, enough to make her stare for more than a bit. How could she not, though? These diplomatic meetings between Hoshido and Nohr in Corrin's Astral Planes castle only happen every couple of months or so.
      Sitting at a table in a flower garden, Elise sighed to herself. Yep, she liked Sakura. Like-liked, even. She'd had enough time since that incident at the banquet to sort these feelings out, even accept that she felt this way for another girl. Just seeing Hoshido’s fairest princess now filled her heart with all kinds of emotions, but most of all was a kind of happiness she had never felt with her family and friends before.
      Elise had to confess her feelings, no two ways about it. If she didn’t, they would eat away at her until she drove herself crazy. At least, that’s what Camilla told her, and she wasn’t about to doubt her big sister when it came to matters of the heart. But looking at Sakura now, Elise wasn’t sure if she could bring herself to do it. Thinking about it was enough to fill her stomach with butterflies, send her heart quivering with anxiety, and make her body tingle in unpleasant ways, especially at her groin. All sorts of doubts would plague her mind as well: What if Sakura only saw her as a friend? What if she wasn’t interested in girls to begin with? Would they even be able to stay friends after this?
      Elise shook her head, then quickly chugged the last of her tea for courage. Sitting there and letting these thoughts fester would get her nowhere. She needed to get up and do it while the girl of her dreams was still by herself.
      She marched up with dedication at first, rehearsing the exact speech she would give over and over in her mind. But as Sakura’s ear twitched from her footsteps and the princess turned to make eye contact, all of that careful planning vanished from Elise’s mind in an instant. She came to an immediate stop, her eyes going wide and face growing warm.
      “Oh, Elise!” said Sakura, “It’s good to see you. Did you need something?”
      “Um, h-hi Sakura!” Elise’s voice lacked any of the confidence she’d hoped to have at this moment. “I was just here, um, admiring you...r interest in the flowers, yeah! And I thought I’d c-come over and… say hi?” She could not keep eye contact, even if she were told her life depended on it.
      Sakura was no dummy either, already tilting her head with a quizzical look. “Um, are you okay?”
      “No!” blurted Elise, quickly realizing her louder-than-intentional volume and trying to smile it away. “Um, I mean yes! I’m just, er, happy to see you again. It feels like it’s been forever since we saw each other last, you know?”
      “Mmm, it does feel that way. It seems like the time we spend together always flies by, doesn’t it?”
      “Sure does! So..." Elise paused to scratch her cheek and think of what to say next. “Crazy question, but how do you feel about kissing a girl?” No, that’s way too much! “I think you’re prettier than all the flowers in this garden!” Ugh, super-cheesy! Where are you, Camilla? I need your help now!
      “Elise, are you sure you’re okay?” There was that worried look again. “Do you need me to take a look at you?” She lifted a hand towards Elise’s forehead.
      “I’m fine, honest!” Elise quickly took a step back. “But well, I really need to, um, tell you a few important things, and I might’ve, um, skipped my morning meditation, that’s all.”
      “Oh!” Sakura’s eyes widened as she glanced somewhere behind Elise.
      “Huh? W-What’s wrong?” asked Elise, taking a quick look behind her and finding no one. Is someone spying on me trying to confess?
      “Um, it’s nothing.” Sakura nudged a stray bang out of her face “I just remembered that I, um, need to join my sister for our morning meditations. I almost forgot about it."
      Somehow, Elise felt equal amounts of relief and disappointment. "Oh, then don't let me keep you. Go right ahead!" she declared with a smile that she hoped looked genuine.
      "Hmm, but before I go, can we promise to meet up again later? M-maybe in a couple hours?"
      "S-sure thing!" Elise nodded. "Where do you want to meet?"
      "How about the gate that leads into the forest? I've been wanting to take a walk outside the castle, and I'd l-like to have a friend with me." A small blush peeked through Sakura's face. "That is, if you're okay with it."
      “Oh, absolutely! A couple hours from now; I’ll be there for sure!”
      Sakura bowed, and the two parted ways from there. The moment Elise rounded a corner, she dropped her smile and let out an exasperated sigh. Confessing her feelings was turning out way tougher than she thought. She certainly didn't expect herself to turn all shy and bashful like her friend. As cute as it was to watch Sakura act that way, she had to admit it wasn’t quite so pleasant when it was happening to her.
      But as disappointed in herself as she felt, Elise couldn't get too down about it. She would have a second chance at it in a couple hours, after all. However, she absolutely could not screw this up again, for Sakura’s sake as much as her own. It was time to get serious, and that meant she needed to prepare herself. First up: another cup of tea to soothe her mind. That, and it was a  particularly lovely brew, so she couldn't help herself anyway.
       
       
      "Ooh, that was not a good idea!"
      Elise frowned as she stood at the gate to the woods. Well, stood was not entirely accurate. She more shifted and fidgeted, occasionally pacing from one end to the other.
      Despite her best planning and deep breathing, Elise was just as nervous as her first confession attempt. The same doubts from before would still not leave her head, and no doubt Sakura was  probably weirded out from last time. If anything else, she felt more worried than ever, and Sakura being a little late was not helping matters.
      This was not even getting into the other problem that had arisen, the product of having a second and even third cup of tea. In her worry over her Sakura dilemma, Elise had completely neglected an important part of her morning rituals. Enough had filled her bladder to send off one unpleasant throb after the next, doubling her worries.
      Stupid Jakob, why does he have to make such tasty tea? Elise put one knee over the other to suppress another wave, looking around to make sure no one saw her potty dance. She couldn't confess to Sakura, not with crossed legs and a major risk of soaking her bloomers like she did at the dinner. Problem was, she didn't know if she had enough time for a quick potty break. The nearest bathroom was a couple buildings away, and she didn't want to be absent when Sakura showed up.
      Her eyes then drifted towards a set of well-kept bushes on both sides of the gate. She knew it was wrong to think about it, but the idea was there. Just a quick little squat and her problem would be solved. It's what Sakura had to do back then and what Elise would have done if her holding strength hadn't failed her so spectacularly.
      That party… her thoughts kept leading her back there. Why wouldn’t they? It was the night Elise realized that her feelings for Sakura were different than for the rest of her friends and family. However, it also made her think of that one moment before that, the first time she and Sakura relieved themselves together. Here they were about to head into the forest where it happened, and Elise was in dire need of a tinkle. She was beginning to realize that fate had a strange sense of humor sometimes.
      But back to the matter at hand. Elise’s hands drifted to her skirt while she eyed the bushes. If this was what she needed to do to ensure a successful confession, she would not hesitate. At least there wasn’t anyone nearby at the moment...
      “E-Elise?”
      “Hah!?” She jumped in place at the voice right behind her, but quickly turned around with a strained smile. “Oh, Sakura! Y-You made it,” said Elise, trying to get her breathing - and her bladder - under control. She considered the fact that nothing had escaped her groin to be nothing short of a miracle.
      “Um, s-sorry if I startled you,” replied Sakura, “I h-had to stay a bit longer to m-make sure everything was just right. I hope you can forgive me.”
      “Eh-heh, it’s okay.” Elise’s gaze drifted back to the bushes, which no longer looked so inviting in the presence of her crush. “I was just, er, taking in the fresh air for a moment. I get lost in it sometimes, you know?”
      “I suppose so…” Sakura’s eyes followed Elise’s to the shrubbery as well and the faintest hint of concern appeared on her lips.
      Elise dreaded the answer, but asked anyway. “S-something wrong, Sakura?”
      “Mmm, N-no, it’s nothing,” she replied.
      “Hey, we don’t have to do this if you don’t want. Maybe we’ll try again later tonight or tomorrow?” Elise felt like a bit of a coward for trying to back out, even if it was supposedly for her friend’s sake.
      To this, Sakura put on a smile. “I’m f-fine. This is something I’ve been w-wanting to do. I think it’ll help me out, anyway.”
      Help her out? Elise felt her concern rising, but it paled in comparison to the desires of her heart and bladder. “Okay, if you’re ready to go, then I am too! Shall we?”
      Sakura nodded. “Let’s go.”
      Both girls turned and departed through the gate, Sakura walking just in front of Elise. The endless fields of lush trees and plants entered their view, the faint rustling of leaves accompanying the birdsong overhead. Unique plants not found anywhere in Hoshido or Nohr sprouted all over, making for a peaceful and awe-inspiring sight.
      Sadly, the natural beauty of these woods was the last thing on Elise’s troubled mind. Though she was right behind Sakura, her fake smile dropped to a frown as she took one last look at the bushes that could no longer serve as her emergency bathroom. To say this was not how she had planned on her big confession going would be an understatement. A panicky heart, uncooperative mind, and now a bursting bladder on top of it all? Suddenly, this one moment of stage fright felt more insurmountable than any of the battles from the war.
      She knew of the obvious solution: just tell Sakura she needed to squat behind a tree and make a little water. It would take care of one problem at least. Unfortunately, Elise could not even bring herself to muster those words. Not only were the nerves getting to her, but those pesky doubtful thoughts discouraged her as well. What would it look like if Elise stopped to pee, then came forward with her feelings before even having the chance to wash her hands? That was no way to confess; it had to be a perfect, convincing display of how someone genuinely feels for another. There was also the slight chance that Sakura would need to go sometime during the walk as well, and they might even have to squat and hold hands together like all those times long ago. As nice as it was to have a moment like that, she knew it always took a lot for Sakura to pee next to another girl. Elise certainly didn’t want to force so much on her so quickly.
      Yet again, Elise felt disappointed in herself, but she would just have to wait for another opportunity, both to pee and to come clean. Maybe it’s for the better, she thought. Sakura looked pretty concerned with other things, anyway. There was a faint but certain uneasiness to her walk. Not only  was it a bit slower than normal, but it had a hint of stiffness to it.
      For a moment, Elise had to wonder if she was the only one suffering from an overfilled bladder, but that would be too perfect. Sakura just had to be tired or something. Besides, the tension in Sakura’s body was nothing compared to Elise’s. She kept her hands together over the hem of her skirt, a gesture combining both her nervousness and urge for relief. Her teeth idly nibbled on her lower lip, and she occasionally let off a faint whimper with each throb from her groin. For her, this relaxing nature walk was going to be anything but.
      "W-whoa!"
      Especially if she didn't keep an eye out for stray roots.
      Elise stumbled forward, frantically waving her arms in a desperate attempt to balance herself. It was all for naught, as she felt herself falling forward, having just enough time to cover her face before she hit the dirt with a thud.
      “E-Elise!?” Sakura’s hands went to her mouth.
      “Uugh…” Elise groaned as she slowly pushed up onto her hands and knees. Great, now I’m just like Arthur, she chided herself, Could this get any worse?
      Her eyes shot open immediately after, for she realized it already had. First, with her short dress and rigid hem, Elise knew she was giving Sakura and the forest behind her a good look at her black bloomers. Worse than that, she became very aware of an unwanted wetness pressing against her groin, faint but frightening all the same. Her bladder had taken advantage of her momentary gap in defense, letting loose a quick spurt when she had smacked into the ground.
      “Are you o-okay?” Sakura knelt down to her rigid friend.
      “Yep!” Like a bolt of lightning, Elise shot right back up to her feet. "Just a little tumble there, n-nothing to worry about, hee hee!"
      Sakura gave her an unconvinced look as she stood back up, the corner of her mouth wincing ever so slightly. “Are you sure? That looked like a hard fall.”
      In truth, it had hurt a bit, and now Elise had to deal with pain in other parts of her body than her bladder. “Of course I’m sure! Abso-posi-lutely!” she tried to put on her best fake smile despite all the pressure.  “Now what do you say we c-continue our little walk? J-just you and me and all the birds and trees and-”
      “Elise.”
      Elise’s babbling came to an immediate end. It was rare for her to hear Sakura speak with such an authoritative tone, even rarer for it to be directed towards her. It reminded her of the way Xander spoke to her before sitting her down for a serious talk. “Y-Yes?” she asked with a flat face.
      Sakura’s expression was stoic and serious. “I know what’s bothering you.”
      Just when Elise thought she couldn’t worry any harder. Her heart skipped several beats and her breath caught in her throat. It felt like the agonizing pressure spread from her bladder to her entire body, like she could explode in a tidal wave of emotions at any second. “Y-you… know?” she mouthed.
      To this, Sakura slowly nodded, closing her eyes. “I had been wondering about you since the dinner. I could see it in your eyes, how full of worry they are every time you look at me.”
      Of course Sakura would figure it out. Only now did Elise realize that her friend’s concern for others would tell her everything before Elise could. Still, it did little to quell the storm inside. How long had Sakura known about her feelings? Was she about to be turned down before even getting the chance to confess? Would they even still be friends after this? All these questions flooded her mind, but she couldn’t put any of them into speech with her throat as tight as it was.
      “You’re my best friend, Elise,” she continued, opening her eyes again. “I don’t like s-seeing you b-bottling up your feelings like this. All I want is for you to be happy.”
      The damp feelings of tears welling up visited Elise’s eyes. “S-Sakura…” she started, “I’m s-so sorry. I n-never wanted to risk our f-friendship like this, but I...” she lowered her head, the first tear falling from her eye.
      Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Sakura’s hand reach out to hers. Even through a glove, its soft warmth kept her from losing complete control of herself, like a soothing anchor in a tumultuous sea.
      “It’s okay,” came Sakura’s soft voice. “I know what I have to do, for the both of us.”
      Elise felt more fragile than the most brittle of glass as she lifted her head looked into her friend’s eyes. She could see the sadness in Sakura’s eyes, as though there was a part of her that didn’t want to do whatever would come next. However, there was an equal amount of determination within, and Elise knew that she would carry it out no matter what.
      For a moment, it was like the whole world stood still as Elise waited. The surrounding forests and the noises within faded away into nothingness. All Elise could see was her friend’s lips, and all she could hear was her own heart pounding.
      Then, Sakura’s mouth finally opened. However, no words came out, only a slight, shaky intake of air. Sakura’s hand squeezed her own for an instant as well. Elise had a brief thought that maybe she had trouble getting the words out herself.
      But another noise quickly pulled Elise’s attention. A very faint sound of something falling onto the grass below them, made audible only by it hitting a stray leaf. Elise had an idea of what that noise was, and it frightened her to no end.
      No, not here, not now! Her gaze immediately jerked downwards, afraid to see a waterfall happening between her legs. She couldn’t even feel her bladder at this point, such was her mental state.
      She saw it: a yellow-tinted water falling in scattered drops and creating a small patch in the dirt. What shocked Elise the most, however, was that it was not coming from her own legs.
      “H-Huh?” She couldn’t comprehend it at first. It had to have been a strange dream. But the longer she looked, the longer she couldn’t deny it: Sakura, Princess of Hoshido and the girl she loved, was wetting herself in front of her.
      It was no small accident, either. Within seconds, the small drops became a sprinkle, her pee glistening in the sunlight as they made their way to the earth any way they could. Unfortunately, this also included running down Sakura’s legs, where her bare skin gained a gleam. Her long white socks gained the opposite, a series of dark trails running down the insides of her legs, all the way to her feet and joining with the puddle between them. Perhaps most shocking of all, her free hand went to her skirt and pulled it upwards, revealing her red panties and the wet patch growing ever larger at the crotch, making it cling to her in a way that formed an improper outline around her most personal place.
      "S-Sakura…" Elise breathlessly muttered, still not entirely able to comprehend what she saw. Her eyes darted back up to learn more, but it only left her more dumbfounded. Sakura was clearly upset; her breath shallow and ragged, her cheeks burning red, and eyes growing shiny from holding back her tears. However, that fire in her eyes was still there, even as she soaked her entire lower half, perhaps staining her socks and underwear irreparably.
      Sakura had wanted to do this; there was no other explanation for such a demeaning display. This revelation only raised more questions in Elise's mind, and she couldn't resist asking her, in the best way her overwhelmed brain could: "But… why?"
      To this, Sakura let go of Elise's hand and wiped a tear from her own eyes. "I… I never forgot about y-your, erm, accident at the dinner, and how upset you were. I was worried you s-still weren't over it, s-so I wanted us to be equal again."
      Sakura looked down at her dwindling stream and the mess it had made. By now, the puddle had grown to reach both feet, and both girls could smell her urine, sharp and unpleasant.
      "You… did this for me?"
      She nodded and gingerly lowered her skirt, hiding her soaked smallclothes from view again. "You don't have to be so worried around me anymore. Now I'm just l-like you." Sakura offered a small smile, a sincere warmth against a face full of embarrassment.
      Just when Elise thought she was already full of emotions, a new one emerged: guilt. "Oh, Sakura! You didn't have to do that!" She looked down at the grass. "I wasn't still upset about my accident. Er, maybe a little, but it wasn’t on my mind at all when I was looking at you today!"
      Now Sakura was the bewildered one. "You weren't? But then…"
      Elise could see the worry growing on Sakura's face, the dreadful thought that she had just humiliated herself for nothing. This wouldn't do; if she didn't find a way to soothe Sakura's worries, her friend might be the one leaving these woods in tears.
      "Hah!?"
      A painful throb gave Elise her answer. In all the drama, she had completely forgotten her dire need to tinkle, even when watching Sakura wet herself. There was no ignoring it any longer now; she could feel her hold slipping away by the second. She had maybe a few moments before all her pent-up piddle would come out, giving her smallclothes as much of a soaking as Sakura had done hers.
      But maybe just this once, having an accident might not be all that bad.
      “Elise? W-what’s wrong?” Sakura leaned in, her worry turning towards her friend.
      To this, Elise closed her eyes, offered a weak smile, and responded with a soft “Oops!”
      Her hold fully gave out in the very next moment. Elise’s blush grew deeper as she felt her bloomers grow very warm and very wet, very quickly. A scattered stream of yellow fell from beneath her dress while several trails ran down her pale legs and into her high boots.
      All those unpleasant sensations - the small tinkling noises, the way her clothes clung to her skin, the rapidly-cooling wetness, the sharp stench of pee - it was like Elise was back at the dinner all over again. There was one big difference, however: she didn’t feel like bawling her eyes out this time. Instead, she let out a shaky sigh, conveying both her embarrassment at peeing herself as well as the relief of finally ridding herself of a painfully-bloated bladder.
      Opening her eyes, she found Sakura staring wide-eyed at Elise’s lower half, her hands clasped over her mouth. “Oh… Oh no!” she squeaked out. “D-did you need to go all this time!?”
      Elise nodded. “Y-Yep. I just didn’t w-wanna say anything because… I really wanted to tell you something, but I was s-super nervous.” Even Elise was surprised at how the words came out so easily now, even while urine fell out of her just as effortlessly. “B-but look!”
      Elise surprised herself again by grabbing her skirt and lifting it up to show off her soaking bloomers and the exact source of her pee. While the black color made it difficult to see a wet patch, one could still see how it clung around her groin, forming an outline that her retainers would be horrified to see her showing off.
      “Tee-hee-hee, now we’re really equals!” Elise declared without shame as her piddle petered out. When all was said and done, her puddle was as big as Sakura’s, reaching from one foot to the other.
      At first, Sakura didn’t move at all, but she eventually lowered her hands and smiled. “I… guess we really are,” she said, punctuating with a giggle that sounded like music to Elise’s ears.
      “Yep!” Elise dropped her skirt and stepped out of her puddle. “Now what do you say we head back and get cleaned up? I know a bath sounds really good to me right now!” She offered her hand to Sakura.
      “Mmm, I’d l-like that very much.” She gingerly took Elise’s hand, their fingers weaving together.
      The two set off back towards the castle, leaving their puddles to evaporate and absorb into the dirt. Elise winced a bit at how cool her legs and elsewhere felt as she walked, but it was hard to get worked up over it. After the emotional ride she had been through, Elise felt strangely calm, like she no longer had to worry about anything bad anymore, especially not when she was holding the hand of the girl she desired.
      “Um, Elise?”
      “Hmm?” Elise looked over to a blushing Sakura. “What is it?”
      “Y-you said you had something you w-wanted to tell me. Could I ask what it was?”
      “Oh, that!” Elise scratched her cheek. “Um, can it wait until after the bath? I think it’s something best said in clean underwear, you know?”
      “Oh, of course! Whenever you want.”
      “Hee-hee, don’t worry,” she said, giving a smile as big as her heart. “I’ll definitely tell you soon. That’s a promise, and I never break my promises, especially not with my best friend!”
    • By love2peemyself in (Male) My personal wetting blog
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      It was friday and time to go to weekend. I left form my work with a little need to pee, so no problem I can hold it and I will go to the bathroom when I will de back at home. Unfortunately, the traffic gets intense and my need to pee too. Finally I get to the bus destination with a full bladder. I started walking to home, and I felt a little wet sensation into my underwears... I thought had a little leak but nothing visible... I stopped walking to hold it and my bladder hurts! I want to pee urgently but no way to wet my jeans in pulic my home is at about 200 meters far, so if I want to pee my pants, so better I will wait some minutes more, and it will be a more intense experience! I started to walk faster to home, finally I get home... I put my phone camera and went to the shower and let it go in my pants enjoying my bladder liberation... Delicious! I loved it so much I cummed after a while into my pissed jeans.
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    • By yeshhh in story of my life
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      A Time Never Forgotten
       
      Have you ever completely embarressed yourself, in front of majority of the school you go to. I have multiple times, story time, back in highschool I remember taking the sophmore biology exam. Its a 90 minute exam that is soooo boring. Halfway through the exam I started too feel the urge to pee. I shrugged it away, knowing I should have went before the exam started. Wearing a grey hoodie, a red tank top, and a light red and black skirt, holding myself would have just let everyone around me know what I wanted to do. As about 10-15 minutes later, I was more fidgety than I ever have been before. I could barely even sit still, I had to pee so badly! I really wanted to just let loose right there. I was almost finished with the exam, so I decided to just finish the exam and attempt to hold myself in a discrete way. When I reached the last few questions I felt my body start to twinge and let loose. The person next to me heard me say "oh no.." Outloud, silently. While this was happening, my hand felt warmth start spreading. In this moment of panic, instead of running to the bathroom like a sane person, I just raised my hand, waiting for a teacher to notice me.
       
      As I waited for a teacher to come my way, my light stream turned into me fulling peeing my panties. Finally a teacher came to me and noticed what was happening, she motioned for me to leave, and as I did, I didnt think about the puddle left, or the huge wet spot on my butt. My main concern was not completely soiling myself. Over all this holding, out of nowhere, my body had a sudden urge to poop myself. Like a really bad urge. I was lucky enough too open the bathroom door, get in the stall, close the stall door, before I felt a log drop in my already soaked panties. At that point I just gave up. I was bawling my eyes out as I felt my backside buldge increasingly, I even peed myself more. After the whole trama, I figured I should call my mom to pick me up, but when I did, she assumed I did it on purpose, telling me "once your home, you are grounded. Me and your father are also going to put you back in diapers because of your little incident you chose to do today." I felt completely distraught, I wished I'd died right then and there.
       
    • By Captain L in Everyday Life With a Fetishist
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      Polt was a kobold of many, many talents, but a weakness of hers became apparent as she sat alone in the manager's office of Sports Club Kobold: she was restless. There was nothing to do, and she was getting fidgety just waiting around. She had organized her desk three times in the last hour, taken multiple jogs around the gym grounds, and the only thing keeping her from taking a nap in her chair was a limitless amount of energy.
      "There's nothing worse than the wait before a new business opens," Polt whined, tapping her claws on the wooden desk. While Sports Club Kobold would be the first interspecies exercise parlor in Japan, thanks to the recent Interspecies Exhange Bill, that distinction required a lot of fine-tuning on her end to make it practical and inclusive. She was lucky to have a group of monster girls willing to be volunteers, running trials that revealed a lot of the facility's shortcomings, but all that meant that orders for furnishing and remodeling had been placed and construction was proceeding, leaving Polt with nothing to do herself.
      Today's project was a complete shutdown of the building's plumbing to remodel the restrooms after one of the volunteers, an ogre named Tionishia, had discovered that the toilets were not suitable for use by some larger species. And, because the human contractors weren't so accustomed to installing monster-sized commodes, it was taking much longer than anticipated to complete.
      A fact that Polt was all too aware of right now, as she shifted her legs one on top of the other, squeezing them together as she squirmed in her seat and elicited a small squeal inside her mouth. It was shortly after noon, and because of her forty-kilometer morning jog after leaving home at the crack of dawn, the construction crew had arrived at Sports Club Kobold before her and began their work. Combined with the ample quantity of water consumed during that run, the office was currently home to a very desperate kobold. "Mmph..."
      It wasn't just the lack of access to the restrooms that was annoying, but all the alternatives also made unavailable really irritating Polt. While both gender bathrooms were being worked on, despite the vast majority of monster species being female, other drainage solutions were still present and unoccupied. If she needed to go after a long workout, there was no shame in relieving herself in the shower, making a pit stop there seemed like a good solution to her current conundrum. If only the water to the entire building hadn't been shut off, robbing her of the ability to wash away the evidence.
      She swiveled her chair to face the large windows decorating one of the walls of her office, looking outside for some distraction. While the crowds of people walking by, and the birds flying, did grab her attention, there was something else out there more pressing, diverting her gaze to its allure: the trees. Polt was also no stranger to doing her business outdoors, in case her time management was off and she found herself desperate while on walkies. She could practically picture it, tugging her shorts down and squatting behind a thick grove of bushes, letting a healthy stream of urine gush from her privates. That fire hydrant on the street corner was looking pretty tempting...
      "...not a good idea." Polt was about as far from being a shy girl as one could get, but undressing in front of hundreds of strangers to pee was asking a lot of her. She'd need to be seriously ready to burst to consider that. "Still..." While the flora in view was out of the question, it had given the kobold an idea, and her ears perked up as hope returned. "I'm going stir-crazy in this office, a good walk is exactly what I need! It's only a couple kilometers to the park, it'll be a great way to get the blood flowing and find a place to go!" A bright smile broke out across her muzzle, showing off her white canines as she jumped up to her paws, tail vigorously wagging behind her.
      Luckily for her, she didn't need to change clothes to be properly dressed for a run. She was still dressed in her usual exercise attire, consisting of a black tank top, loose white shorts, with sneakers and a sweatband to top it off. Now that she had set her mind to it, nothing could stop her as she ran out the office, right out the gym onto the street, ready to run and more than ready to pee.
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      "Whew...phew...made good time." Over ten kilometers in fifteen minutes, not a personal best for Polt, but impressive nonetheless. Being active and getting sweaty was a kobold's favorite pastime, she could practically feel her worries wash away in the perspiration running through her fur. And her destination was also comforting, a dog park close enough to her home and work to make it a frequent stop on her runs. Clean, colorful, lots of people and their pets, it was relaxing.
      Well, not relaxing enough to ignore the discomfort that no amount of exertion could distract from, a different bodily fluid wanting to escape as she continued to push herself. Her desperation had grown no easier in the travel, and it was really, really bad now. Her bladder was throbbing beneath her sculpted stomach, pulsating and working its hardest to push the volume of warm urine it carried out, only held back by Polt's willpower. Now that she had come to a stop, and no one was paying any special attention to her, she pressed both large paws against the crotch of her shorts with moderate force, feeling the firm paw pads on her palms press the loose, airy fabric and panties beneath right where they needed to press.
      As good as it felt to hold, it was all too clear that it wouldn't satisfy for long. She really needed a toilet, immediately if possible. Thankfully, that was covered as well, because she had reasons other than fond feelings in choosing the park as her end goal. She passed through her frequently, ran all its paths, she knew the layout by heart, and most prominently, where the public restrooms lay. After all, they had been her salvation many times, when she would occasionally forget to use her own amidst the morning excitement. And they weren't far, either! She wasted no time bolting in their direction, pulling her paws from her crotch, so as not to draw leery eyes. Though, she wasn't as bouncy as usual, her gait much stiffer and straighter.
      Well, they weren't far with her usual running speed as the benchmark. At a more rigid walking pace, it was taking significantly longer to cross the distance. Many other joggers, walkers, and dog owners passed her by as she traveled the gravel roads, the dogs usually barking at her. Somehow, maybe through animal solidarity, they could tell something was wrong. Then again, maybe they knew because every step Polt took was deliberate, one of her fangs was poking out from her mouth, biting her bottom lip, taking any chance to press against her shorts. Polt was not a subtle girl.
      And her need was about to get a whole lot less subtle. The path she had absentmindedly taken went down the shore of a pond, one creeping close to the sidewalk, so close that the sound of rippling water from ducks landing in the center rang loud in a kobold's large ears. She let her guard down for just a second, and in that tiny span, her bladder had its way. "Eep!" A small smattering of pee splattered out from her urethra into her underwear, warming her crotch with its damp, dirty wash.
      Snapping her thighs closed with the speed and force of a crab's pincers, squeezing the little moisture that had made its home in her underwear into a wider area, Polt managed to successfully command her bladder to heel. It was a close call, almost able to hear the urine pent up inside her pleading to drench her shorts, but she remained the master. For now.
      The second surge came almost immediately afterwards, as her small, sensitive nose picked up a light scent wafting upwards, emanating from underneath her shorts, where just a little tinkle resided. She was well-hydrated, so her pee had very little odor, but her heightened senses still clearly recognized it, sending her spiraling with another desperate urge. She obviously couldn't see what was transpiring below, but the smell growing twice as strong told the whole story. Polt didn't dare separate her legs now, for fear that there would be a lot more urine gushing out should she do so.
      Keeping pressure on her crotch this way was going to make walking difficult, though. So, after close to a minute had passed, Polt all the while rubbing her thighs against one another as her hips swayed, she finally felt confident enough to spread her feet and return to a slightly more natural posture. The shivering, frazzled fur, and ears on end still gave away that something was wrong with the kobold. With the way she was frantically looking around, it wasn't impossible to guess.
      Luckily for her, that frenzied searching had its upsides as well. Without scanning every bit of the nearby scenery, admittedly mostly for a secluded bush, she wouldn't have seen something off in the distance, obscured by trees, benches, and light poles: the small brick shack she had laid eyes on many a time before, the one she knew contained the little monster girl's room. Her tongue popped out from between her lips as a drop of drool fell loose onto her endowed chest. It took a concerted effort to shake herself free of the haze, but she did so, and almost immediately began dashing for it, paws firmly against the front of her shorts, all in the name of holding.
      With her fit kobold speed, the time elapsed between the first step and skidding to a stop was brief. That didn't mean it was easy, of course, exerting herself at such a delicate time. "Don't think about how much you leaked, don't think about how much you leaked..." She could absolutely feel the soaking in her panties grow warmer and wetter, like it could be showing through the thin fabric of her white shorts. All the more reason to keep her big paws covering the spot, no matter what strange looks it attracted.
      But there it was, right in front of her eyes, the universal symbol denoting the women's restroom. All she needed to do was push, straining to remove her right paw to do so, and leaned against the door with the full weight of her body. But it didn't budge. "Wha?" Pulling back, she slammed the door again, hearing it move a fraction of a millimeter before hitting a barrier. "You're kidding me! It's locked?!" It was only in that moment of despair that she noticed the piece of paper taped just beneath the gender sign, its words clear and concise: Out of Order.
      It took Polt several seconds to process the words before her, but when the meaning finally sunk in, her eyes widened, her jaw fell, and her bladder leaked. "Really?! Of all the times!" She had run all the way here, and the toilets were no more usable than the ones at the gym! In a fit of desperation, she even ran to the opposite door, the men's room door, and found the exact same warning pasted to that entrance, just as locked.
      Now Polt was in a real pickle. She had spent so much of her available time before an accident just making it here, and now that this opportunity had been swept away from under her, the accident seemed inevitable. Burying her paws between her thighs like a bone in the dirt, she began bouncing on her heels, jiggling her right leg as she continued to lower herself further and further into a squat with each shake, only tempting her body even further.
      "Maybe I should just go for it right here..." While that proposition did sound nice, there were still people that would see if she were to yank her shorts off here. Not the end of the world, but still something to be avoided while there was still a chance. But was there a chance? Her panties were soaked now, and a particularly powerful jet of pee when she was almost down to the ground ensured that it had to have broken through to her shorts now. It might not be visible on the waterproof fabric, regardless of the color, but she couldn't tell. The warm liquid hitting her paw pads was worrisome enough.
      As hope continued to fade, one thought kept nagging at her subconscious, one image forcing its way to the forefront of her mind. This bathroom building was on the very edge of a treeline, and directly behind it was a thick grove of trees. She had never needed to consider that area before, given that it was much easier to use the real toilet immediately adjacent to those woods. However, now that these bathrooms were non-options... "Time to water some plants!" She could hardly be more accepting of the circumstances as she hopped to her feet and ran behind the structure, one or two drops snaking down her thigh from the jolt.
      Because the distance was so minuscule, she ran the distance in almost no time. And if she wet her panties any further on the way, she didn't notice, she couldn't with how drenched she already was. But nothing was going to slow her down now, not when she could see the greenery, smell the chlorophyll permeating the air, hear the footsteps of the people grow ever so slightly quieter and farther away.
      The pieces had all fallen into place. While she hadn't found a physical barrier to conceal herself behind, there were enough scattered obstructions to reasonably ensure she had privacy, and that was enough. Gripping the elastic waistband of her athletic shorts and underwear simultaneously with her trimmed claws, she pushed the garments straight down, exposing her kibbles and girly bits to the open air. She didn't even wait for the path from her privates to be clear before she bent her knees and squatted with her feet apart.
      Purely by coincidence, the instant she wouldn't drench her clothes with the impending flood, it began. No build up, no struggle, no effort, just a mighty, gushing, fire hose of a pee. It was perfectly clear and only had a light smell to her powerful nose, but it hissed like an angry lamia, splashed like white-water rapids, and drops jumped back up onto her socks and ankles like a high-dive into a pool.
      And to Polt, it was one of the most sublime experiences of her life. "Haaahahahhaaaaaaaa..." Just letting go of her bursting bladder and letting its contents drain into the dry dirt felt wonderful, as the radiating warmth on this mildly chilly day blew across her fur. The soil couldn't even handle the downpour all at once, the majority instead gathering and quickly expanding a puddle from where the stream crashed down, bubbles forming on the surface and slowly drifting outwards.
      Once again, her tongue drooped out as she started breathing heavily, panting with ecstasy as her bright blue eyes shone, her ears folded back, and her tail began sweeping the ground behind her, kicking up a small cloud of dust. While it wasn't exactly her preferred method of doing business, there was just something about peeing outside that felt...liberating, natural, correct. She was no slouch when it came to urine capacity, so the volume spouting out was quite respectable for her size. The puddle, quickly turning into an ocean, continued to spread until it was completely surrounding the soles of her sneakers.
      Of course, at that power, it was only a matter of time before her stream diminished. It was no short time, but it came to pass while Polt was still enjoying it, a solid minute later. It first went down to what one would normally expect from an average potty break, managed to stay at that level for a surprisingly long time, and then dropped off to nothing but dribbles and spurts, a stage that didn't last long before the kobold had peed it all out. "Mmmmmm...good..."
      She took a second, or two, or two dozen, to recover from the bliss after it had ended, far more out of breath than any workout could cause. "Phew...haven't needed to go like that in a long time! Felt good to go, but it's nice to be done!" However, the sound of one stray drop falling directly beneath her reminded that she wasn't totally finished yet. "Oh, should find something to wipe with." She looked and looked, as far as her head could turn, but she had picked a barren piece of land to plop down and go for it, a place where no leaves could be found. "Looks like I might need a change of underwear when I get back. Oh wait, I don't think I have any. Then I guess it'll be pantyless for today!" The sky blue undergarment was pretty wet, now that she could see them, wearing those the rest of the day wouldn't be comfy, especially not with the frequent movement she was known for. Hoping to spare the poor cloth any further damage, she shook her butt and dislodged any stray drips stubbornly clinging on.
      Suddenly, the sound of rustling dirt caught Polt's attention, as her ears perked up and located the direction of the noise. Whatever it was, she wasn't alone, and she didn't need to wait long to see who was approaching: another girl, slender with light hair, but with large wings on her back and green scaled arms, walking pretty stiff and uncomfortable, biting her bottom lip and looking around carefully. Polt recognized her. One of her side jobs was rehabilitation of monster delinquents, where she had amassed a small group, and this girl was one of the members. "Hey there, Draco!" She jumped up to greet the dragonewt, excited to talk and catch up.
      Draco jumped high in surprise, hearing the kobold's loud voice. Clearly, Polt had gotten the upper hand, or paw, on detecting the other. "P-Polt?!" She jolted to look over at the trainer, and violently reacted once again, staggering back with her arms covering her eyes. "W-what are you doing?!"
      Polt tilted her head in confusion. "What's wrong, Draco?" While the dragonewt wasn't usually happy to see her, the reaction was never this extreme.
      "You need to pull your pants back up!"