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It's embarrassing to be slipping Aara's pads and serviettes into your underwear. But it'll be even more embarrassing if you start leaking and your pants get wet when you had a chance to keep that from

You instantly recognise the woman walking toward you. Red hair, freckles, broad smile with big white teeth. Aara Grantly. You went through the entirety of school in the same year group, primary and hi

*Turns to page 5*

4 hours ago, Pilly Christal said:

Page 4, let's do things differently this time! :)

And I love this story, it had a good ending - at least for me. But I hope that they will have a more romantic end this time. :( I ship them!

I was hoping we would do thing a bit differently, though we probably got my favourite ending already. This isn't really a romantic story I'm afraid, though we are certainly free to imagine they might get together when they meet back up. :) On the romantic front however, I anticipate my next interactive be be a sequel to "The Library" where the protagonist and Shauna have a date. 

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"I'm just going to check out the blackberry bushes for a minute." You interrupt Aara's monologue.

"It's a bit early in the year for them to be ripe." Aara peers at the bushes. "And besides the bus will arrive any minute."

"I'll catch up with you in a minute." You say meaningfully, hoping she'll get the hint.

"Oh!" She catches your drift and blushes. "Fair enough. See you in a minute then." She says and walks on slowly so you can catch up with her.

You dash into a clear patch amid the bushes quickly. No point lollygagging about and missing the bus. But you're only half-way through peeing when you hear a loud rustling in the bushes behind you. The person who owns the nearest house maybe? You frantically stop peeing and put yourself back inside your shorts before you turn around...

It's just a fox. Still you've never liked foxes and you've peed enough to make it home easily, so you back away quickly to the road and start walking quickly to catch up with Aara. It's at this point you realise that you didn't do things earlier in the order you had intended. A broad wet patch has spread across the front of your shorts. Your stomach lurches. How are you possibly going to keep Aara from noticing?

It can't be done. Don't go to the bus stop until after Aara has gone. Catch the late bus home after your pants have dried. Turn to page 9

Give it your best shot. Use your backpack and hands to block her line of sight. You can do this! Turn to page 19

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You go out with right good hopes and dreams of keeping Aara from noticing your wet shorts. Those hopes prove immediately forlorn. Aara's eyes dart to your crotch the moment your bag isn't directly in front of you.

"Did you wet yourself!" Aara exclaims with wide eyes.

There isn't really any point trying to deny it. It's pretty clear that you have."There was a fox, and I thought I'd finished, but actually..." What do you even say at this point? Do you try to make a joke out of it? Because you aren't that funny. You are pretty sure you just look sad.

"Oh it's OK. These things happen. Johnno Watson wet himself at Tilly Deane's party last month." Aara says while not taking her eyes off on your groin. You decide to sit in the dust to wait for the bus so you can rest your backpack on your lap.

"Sure. But Johnno drank a bottle of Jim Beam and half a case of XXXX." You aren't sure why you are trying to convince her this is a big deal.

Aara pauses for a second,  "I won't tell anyone. If you are worried about that at all."

"You just told me about Johnno." You say with a trace of bitterness.

"You already knew!"

"Sure. But you didn't know that." You regret saying that the moment the words leave your mouth. 

You sit in silence until the bus arrives. Very late. She still sits next to you on the bus but you don't feel like talking. Not even to apologise. It's a surprise when Aara starts talking to you a few minutes before your stop.

"I wasn't drunk the last time I wet my pants either."

You aren't sure what to say but you look at her in surprise. That was not something you expected her to say.

"It was about three months ago. I needed a wee, but my sister made me laugh, and then I didn't need a wee anymore." Aara shrugs matter-of-factly. "So now we're even. I won't tell anyone because if I do you can tell them about me. Fair enough?"

It is fair enough. But you are still embarrassed to talk to her. So you don't. You don't say anything to her at school the next day. Or any day after that. You don't say anything to her at any of the numerous house parties after school breaks up. You don't say anything to her ever again.

Until you run into her on a street ten years later and a hundred miles away.

"Hey?"

 

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Congratulations you've unlocked the Wet Your Pants In The Bushes and Get Caught by Aara ending!

Second time through complete. :) Hope y'all liked it even if you didn't get all the choices you preferred. I'm keen to run through it again, maybe one more time, and see how it pans out if you make better/worse/different choices. Then we might move on to something different.

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You instantly recognise the woman walking toward you. Red hair, freckles, broad smile with big white teeth. Aara Grantly. You went through the entirety of school in the same year group, primary and high. Her grandparent's farm was adjacent to the farm where you grew up. She liked horses and reading. You had a crush on her when you were twelve. You haven't seen her since though, you moved to the city to find a job, she moved to Europe to find herself. It must be nearly ten years since you last saw her, probably at one of those house parties after school broke up and before everyone left town and never came back. But that was only the last time you saw her, you instantly remember the last time you actually hung out; that last bus ride. 

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The final siren announces the end of another school day. It's your 8th last one. You're well and truly over it. There are only a couple of weeks left before you can officially sign out for the last time and get on with your real life. You gather up your revision materials into your backpack and head for the school gate. Inconveniently, the only bus that goes anywhere near your house doesn't pick up from the school. You have a ten minute walk out onto Maranoa Rd ahead of you. Still it's a nice enough spring day and this is the 8th last time you'll have to do it. The 8th last time you'll have to ride the clanging, juddering bus home for the best part of an hour. 

You pass the school toilets on the way to the gate in the low metal fence. You do need to pee, but are torn. If you stop for a quick leak there is every chance you will miss the 3:20 bus and have to wait in the sun for the 4:20. But if you don't then the bus ride will probably be pretty uncomfortable. You make up your mind quickly.

 

To use the school toilets turn to page 15

To skip the toilets turn to page 8

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Needing to pee on the bus sucks. It won't take more than a couple of minutes to have a quick pee first so you duck into the toilet block. You nearly run directly into the school handyman as you do so.

"Sorry mate." The older man apologises, "Got a water pressure problem in here. You'll have to go to one of the other blocks."

He swings a heavy metal gate closed so other student won't try to use the toilets.

It's too far to any of the other toilets if you are going to make your bus. Damn. Still you'll be fine to wait till you get home. If you end up missing the 3:20 you can always take a quick pee on the side of the road at the bus stop. There isn't any cover there but no one else catches your bus normally and there isn't much through traffic so if you are quick about it it isn't a big deal. You've done it plenty of times of the years. 

You think about pulling out your half full water bottle and finishing it off, but decide you probably better not until you've peed. 

The air is still and cloudless, and the endless drumming of countless cicadas provides a constant unnoticed background hum. You start to sweat a little in the sun.

"Hey! Dude, wait up!"

You turn at the familiar voice. Aara Grantly. Wavy red hair half-way down her back, a pattern-less myriad of freckles, girls' school uniform combination of thin white blouse and navy blue tartan skirt as short as the vice-principal will let them get away with. It matches the boys' uniform, except the skirt is substituted for corduroy shorts, long enough to just qualify as shorts. She power-walks up to you as you pause to wait for her to catch up. Your relationship is not exactly friends but certainly friendly. She randomly, every few months, catches your bus out to her grandparent's place. You talk on the bus but seldom at any other time.

She explodes into happy chatter once she reaches you. "I thought you might not have been getting the bus home, missed you at the gate, had to stop for a wee, I was busting the whole last period! You know how Mrs Donny never lets anyone go to the toilet? I was, like, bouncing up and down the last fifteen minutes!"

Conversations with Aara are like being caught in a waterfall. You mostly just listen.

A couple of minutes before the bus stop there is a patch of blackberries bushes by the side of the road. You have the idea that you could nip behind them for a pee. It'll take a few minutes and your watch is already at 3:19 so missing the bus is a real possibility, but you certainly can't pee in front of Aara at the bus stop if you need to later. 

To use the blackberry bushes turn to page 4 (Leads to an already unlocked ending)

To hurry to the bus stop turn to page 11

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You decide you'll be fine, but even as you keep walking you realise you've crossed a bit of a Rubicon. Assuming the two of you make the 3:20 you still won't get to your stop until just after 4. It's about a five minute walk from the stop at the end of your driveway to your actual house, but you can easily stop and pee on a tree the moment the bus moves off. So about a 45-50 minute wait, which feels manageable. Unless you've missed the bus in which case it'll be an hour and forty-five minutes, which could be dicey. You hope you made the right call.

Aara is still talking about something funny that happened in school. You respond with "uh-huhs" whenever she pauses to take a breath.

The bus stop is just a rusty pole standing askew on the dusty side of Maranoa road. A battered square of yellow atop the post suggests that buses sometimes stop here. a fallow fields stretch away on both sides of the road, loose topsoil spins in tiny willy-willies. There is no shelter. Which is rubbish in hot weather, or rain. You won't miss the daily bus ride one bit. You join Aara in a gossip about a couple of student who got busted shagging in the sick-bay after hours, apparently they won't be allowed to go to the formal.

Aara does a spot on impression of your uptight principal. You are really busting, should have peed at school after all. You glance down at your eight dollar Casio, 3:32. Damn bus must have run early again. 

You normally like to fidget or pace around when you need the toilet, but with Aara's attention on you that isn't really an option. It'll be better once the bus eventually arrives. Sitting down always makes it easier to wait.

She keeps up with the impressions of teachers. Normally you'd be happy to joke around with Aara but you really don't want to laugh right now. You still end up chuckling and in no time you are both in stitches. Literally pissing yourselves laughing. Well she isn't. But you are.

Not much. Just a tiny drop. A tenth of a second leak. But it's not a good sign. It's 3:51, the bus isn't due for almost half an hour, and if you keep laughing you are definitely going to piss yourself on the side of the road in front of a girl from your school.  

 

To tell Aara to stop making you laugh turn to page 6

To tell Aara you are going to walk away a bit to pee turn to page 3

To say nothing and hope for the best turn to page 12

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You aren't keen on the idea of telling Aara you are going to have to pee on the side of the road. But, hey, you are going to have to pee on the side of the road.

"Hey... I know it's kinda gross but I really have to pee. I'm just going to go over and water that fence post." You say waving at a rotting paling about twenty metres away. The wires that once connected it to its neighbours are long gone, as, for that matter, are its neighbours.

Her eyes widen in surprise but she doesn't seem at all perturbed. "Cool cool. Prolly a good move. You don't want to end up busting on the bus. One time I really needed to..." You don't mean to be rude but now you've decided you are going to pee you really don't have the bladder strength to stand there and listen to Aara tell you a story about needing to pee.

You don't want to look weird by rushing, and you don't want to check whether she is looking, so you walk casually over to your designated peeing stick. The paling crawls with bull-ants. Making sure you aren't standing amid any of the ants you unzip your shorts and pull yourself free. Your red briefs have a small maroon wet patch the size of a fifty-cent piece where you laughed a few minutes ago. It was a good idea to go pee before things ended really badly. You've just started to relax and the first drops of pee are sprinkling against the dust at the base of the post when...  

"Dude! The bus is coming!"

Of all the timing! You clamp your muscles shut and manage to stop peeing. You take a couple of seconds to shake off the loose drops before you put yourself away and run back to the bus-stop. Aara is just getting on and showing her pass to the bus driving when you arrive. You scoop you bag up out of the dust and dig out your own pass. With some annoyance you think that Aara could have just held the bus for you.

The bus isn't crowded but there are perhaps a dozen people already on board. Mostly older people coming back from running messages in town. You slide in beside Aara.

"Feeling better?" She asks you with a smirk.

To imply that you successfully peed turn to page 7

To admit you are still busting turn to page 16

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"Yeah, I guess." Your face feels a little flushed with embarrassment. You hope Aara will assume it's just from your run back to the bus.

"Good. Like I was saying you do not want to end up busting on the bus. One time I really needed to pee when I was on the bus and it was torture. every time the bus hit a bump, so, like, every ten seconds, my bladder would give this spasm like I was about to wet myself."

You don't want to hear Aara's pee story. Not one bit. But you can't really ask her not to tell it, so you try to rush her through her story instead. "And did you wet yourself?"

She seems surprised you would ask that, "No. Of course not. I'm an adult." The words were dismissive but she said them in a playful enough tone.

Luckily she moves on to talk about other, less pertinent, things. You let her talk at you while you try to assess how much trouble you are in. 

It's a lot. Letting out a little bit of pee has made your need to go a lot worse. Or maybe it's sitting on the bus. Aara was right, every time the bus clatters over a bump in the uneven road it is torture.

You don't want to draw her attention to how much you still need to pee so you try to sit still. But you just can't. Your legs bounce unbidden.

"Are you sure..." She says awkwardly, "that you don't need to pee?"

You can't very well deny it this time, it's getting fairly obvious "I didn't actually get to go before the bus came."

Aara gives you a sympathetic look. "Do you want to sit by the window?" She offers. "Might be a bit more comfortable."

You accept and slide underneath her as she stands up to take your seat. Your bouncing will be less visible to the rest of the bus.

You close your eyes and count your breaths. Your hands gather up the fabric of your shorts and release it again in rhythmic contractions. Don't pee. Don't pee. Don't pee. This isn't working. At some point Aara has stopped talking. You open your eyes again and see she is looking at you with concern.

In a low voice she suggests, "If you want to hold yourself its alright. Sometimes when I'm really desperate if I use my hand it helps me hold on. I... I don't mind."

You hear a sparkle of excitement under her concerned tone. Girls be loving their drama, right?

Still, she might be right.

To hold yourself in front of Aara turn to page 10

To refuse to go that far and hang on with willpower turn to page 1

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