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The omorashi adventures of Elliot


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NOTE: THE MAIN CHARACTER IS A BOY SO IT WILL MAINLY BE MALE DESPERATION AND WETTING BUT SOME FEMALE DESPERATION MAY OCCUR DEPENDING ON THE CHOICES PICKED. SOME CHAPTERS MAY NOT BE THAT LONG DEPENDING ON WHAT IS HAPPENING AND HOW MANY CHOICES NEED TO BE MADE

 

Elliot groaned as the sunlight peaked into the room from a gap in the blinds. He made a mental note to get them fixed before shifting in his bed. When he moved, he recognised how full his bladder felt. He was unable to ignore it but he was simply too lazy to move out of bed and leave its warmth. He contemplated his options on what he could choose to do.

Should he:

A) get up and go to the toilet

B) ignore his bladder and start getting ready for the day

C) just pee right where he was.

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NOTE: THIS PROBABLY WON'T BE THAT GOOD AS THIS IS MY FIRST ATTEMPT AT WRITING ABOUT OMORASHI BUT FEEL FREE TO TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK, POSITIVE OR NEGATIVE

 

Elliot sighed and got up from his comfy bed and walked over to his dresser. He was running slightly late so he would just go when he got to school. Besides, he wasn't five anymore, he was 17. He could hold it. He put on a light blue shirt and some dark blue jeans seeing as his attire was just casual today. He picked up a pair of black socks an put them on. He walked out of his bedroom and down the hallway then down the stairs into the kitchen. He saw a note which said his parents were going on a business trip for the week and he would be home alone. Alongside was some money so he could buy stuff during the week like food. He pocketed it and looked at the clock, seeing he had 10 minutes before his bus got to his stop. He picked up his hoodie and his keys. He left the house, making sure to lock it, before starting a brisk walk down his street. The bus stop was about 7 minutes away so he needed to go fast to make sure there was no chance of him missing it.

 

His bladder never let him forget about the need to pee but it wasn't enough to make him desperate for the toilet. He reached the bus stop and had to wait a minute or so before his bus came and he entered on. He paid his bus fare like everyone else and chose a seat apart from everyone else.

 

Elliot was one to keep to himself rather than jump into a crowd. He was quiet and only have one or two friends but he was okay with that.

 

The bus ride was bumpy and all the other school kids who took the same route to school were jumping around and being their normal, loud teenager selves. Elliot's knee bounced as each bump sent a new wave of urgency to his bladder. He thought he would have been able to make it to school but now Elliot was doubting himself. The numerous speed bumps were making it very hard to hold. He shifted in his seat nervously as he felt the fluids in his bladder jolt around. A couple more minutes of torture and the bus pulled up at the stop where Elliot's school was. Elliot felt a sense of reassurance and comfort when he saw the building, something he never thought would happen. He got off the bus and looked at his phone to see how much time he had before school started.

 

5 minutes.

 

He could do with five minutes. That's if the boys' toilets weren't on the second floor. He walked as fast as he could without looking suspicious to the building and to the nearest flight of stairs he could find. When he reached the safe haven called the school toilets, a smile graced his face until his mood plummeted as he read the sign.

 

OUT OF ORDER

 

Elliot's bladder spasmed as if it knew release was a door away. Elliot's face turned into panic. He was seconds away from bursting and the bell was due to go in a minute. He looked around his surroundings and wondered what he could do. He saw a janitor's office, his first-period classroom and another hallway.

 

Should he:

A) Try and find another boys' toilet

B) Run and pee in a bucket in the janitor's room

C) Go to his class and hope for the best

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2 minutes ago, Nikeryda said:

C for the most recent update.  (I think the two above comments were for the first post but you're second one hadn't been approved yet)

As far as writing suggestions you start a lot of your sentences with "he".  You used he over 30 times in just a few paragraphs and started like 15 sentences with it.  

Yeah. It takes a couple hours to post so I know they're for the first one. I'll try using different words to start sentences. Thanks for the suggestion.

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NOTE: I JUST REALISED I HAVEN'T DESCRIBED WHAT ELLIOT LOOKS LIKE. HE HAS LIGHT BROWN HAIR AND LIGHT BLUE EYES WITH TANNED SKIN AND HE'S 6ft TALL

 

Choice chosen (I used a random letter generator since it was 50/50 between A and C):

C) Go to his class and hope for the best

 

Elliot sighed and just hoped he would be able to make it through the first period. It was English, a subject he definitely didn't struggle in, so the lesson was quite easy and relaxing most of the time. The bell rang and the brown-haired teenager madly his way slowly to his class. He entered along with his fellow classmates and took his assigned seat at the back of the class. With a glance at the front of the room to where Elliot's normal teacher stood, he found out that they had a substitute and in return had cover work. The sheets were passed around the classroom and Elliot shifted in his chair nervously, wondering how long his bladder could hold. It was new territory for the teenager, he'd never pushed himself to hold for this long simply because he never had a reason to. He was handed the work and took the pen he kept in his school bag out and started on the questions. His concentration was constantly wavering and his handwriting was scruffy due to the shaking off his hand. Elliot wanted nothing than to get his hand, stuff it into his pants and hold himself in an attempt to hold back the flow. His light blue eyes scanned the classroom before landing on the clock. It was a decent length away from him so it was slightly blurry but he could tell that it had been only 15 minutes into the lesson.

 

15 minutes?

 

Elliot knew he wasn't going to last the whole rest of the hour and clenched his fists tightly. He was thankful he sat at the back so nobody could judge his off behaviour. He gave up on the work halfway through, his mind too blinded with the need to piss to focus on what he needed to do. He shifted in his seat for what felt like the millionth time and felt a slightly damp spot on his boxers. Shit, did he leak? The added feeling just made the need 10x worse and even though the school toilets closest were out of order, Elliot still raised his hand to ask if he could be excused to go. The substitute let him but she took her time in writing his bathroom pass. He took it graciously before bolting out the classroom. He leant on the wall in the empty hallway, heaving as he felt his control slipping away. He didn't care about people seeing him in the school security cameras as he gripped himself through his jeans tightly. Fuck, what was he going to do?

 

Should he:

A) Give up and just pee

B) Go to the janitor's closet and pee in a bucket

C) Make up your own choice/Agree with someone else's custom choice

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Choice chosen:

B) Go to the janitor's closet and pee in a bucket

 

Elliot shuffled his feet as fast as he could go with his hand remaining firmly pressed against his jeans. There wasn't a damp patch yet but the teenager was certain there was one on his boxers.  He opened the door and shut it behind him when he had entered the room. He felt with his free hand for a light switch and after a minute of blind searching, he found one and clicked it on immediately, the bulb shone from the centre of the ceiling and illuminated the closet. Elliot whimpered slightly as he felt more drops of urine escape his full bladder. He spotted an empty bucket in the corner and shuffled his way towards it. Once in front, he undid his jeans, wincing as he brushed his swollen bladder accidentally.

 

He moved his hand from the outside of his jeans to the inside in lighting speed. He used his left hand to shimmy down his jeans so he could expose his boxers and pull them down too. His right hand left his boxers for a second while he pulled down the clothing and a small stream broke free and, due to his fast reflexes, shot his hand and pointed his dick away from the bottom half of his body.

 

Finally, using his hands to aim correctly, he let go.

 

Piss shot out of his dick in a fast and strong stream. It hissed so loud that anyone within a meter of the door could hear it. Elliot almost moaned in relief before realising that he had to be quiet. For somebody to find him, pissing into a bucket in the janitors closet, with a wet patch on his boxers, he was already mortified just thinking about it. His stream was around 2 minutes long and almost filled the bucket to the brim. Elliot was practically shaking in ecstasy as the pleasure release gave him. Although he didn't want to admit, he loved the feeling. It was like nothing he'd felt before. It was...amazing.

 

Elliot left the bucket, unsure of what to do with it. Besides, nobody would know it was him. He returned back to his class as fast as he could as his bathroom break was getting unusually long. The blue-eyed boy made his way back to his English class and returned to his seat at the back and did his work now he was finally able to concentrate.

 

I DON'T KNOW WHERE TO GO FROM HERE SO LEAVE SUGGESTIONS I GUESS. (THIS IS GONNA TAKE AROUND 20 OR SM HOURS TO POST BECAUSE ALL OF MY POSTS HAVE AND IT'S ANNOYING BUT I CAN'T DO ANYTHING ABOUT IT).

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