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  1. It makes me exceedingly sad that this is over - this was one of the best works I've seen in a long time and it just kept getting better and better. Good luck in your future endeavors and thanks for the wonderful stories!
  2. Anything new? It's been almost a month since the last update, which has to be the longest ever by far.
  3. Guys... I'm not Rick Riordan, I'm a terrible writer in general, and this is like my second omo story ever. Please don't judge. It will not be as good as you want it to be. If you don't like it, don't read it. I can't do anything about this, I'm just an awful author.
  4. Heroes of Olympus Chapter 1 In a way, it began before the seven demigods came together. However, it did not turn into something sexual until they did. The three girls had always had issues finding time to relieve themselves on these side missions. Annabeth had it the worst; as she had a small bladder and had gone on several missions, but neither of the other girls had had it easy either. Hazel had issues because she was so shy, and all the girls had remarkably small bladders. Even in the early stages of the trip, it was a nuisance to the girls to relieve themselves. There was only one bathroom on the entire ship, and quite frequently it would either be busy or they just wouldn’t have time to visit it. Combine that with the fact that they had been lectured on making sure to keep good hydration, and it was a recipe for disaster. Needless to say, all three of the girls had wet themselves multiple times on this trip, but had been too embarrassed to say anything about it. However, tonight, that was going to change. It was a very cold Mediterranean night, colder than anything Hazel had ever experienced. The strange thing was, the other girls seemed to be fine, but Hazel was freezing. The heater was broken and Leo had crashed, he probably couldn’t be awoken even if Hazel wanted to, and she didn’t because he needed his sleep. What that amounted to, though, was Hazel sitting in the mess hall wrapped in blankets and drinking hot chocolate. She had refused to go down to her room, stating that she needed to remain on duty, but she was finally willing to admit that she was not needed on deck, as she was hurting their progress more than helping. So she sat, curled up in her blankets, and she drank hot chocolate. Now, the issue was, with all the blankets providing padding, she was starting to not feel things as much. Shen the hot chocolate was too hot, she didn’t notice. When she needed to pee, she didn’t notice. And when she got to the point where she should have gone to the bathroom a long time before, she still didn’t notice. That changed when Annabeth ran down into the mess hall, screaming “Hazel! Get up here NOW!” Immediately, or as quickly as she could, Hazel threw off five or six blankets and raced up on deck. Now this was something she had never witnessed before in her life. Pegasi were attacking the ship. “What are they doing? Pegasi don’t act like this!” She shouted, as the sound of all the Pegasi was too loud. “I think Gaea found a way to brainwash them! We have to get them off the ship or they’ll break everything!” “We can’t hurt them! They’re innocent! They’re just brainwashed!” “Any ideas, then?” “The water cannons! We can blast them! It doesn’t hurt them but it will drive them away!” “Then get to the cannons!” The three of them sprinted across the deck, covering their heads from attack. The cannons took a few seconds to fill, but then they all picked a direction and shot at a cluster of pegasi. It resulted well. The pegasi that had been hit flew off, never to be seen again. Unfortunately, that only enraged their comrades who hadn’t been hit. They flew directly at the girls, and the girls were forced to blindly fire almost directly upwards. The result of this was that the girls got soaked. The water was freezing, the night was freezing, and now Hazel realized how badly she had to pee. Now, being from the forties, Hazel was not willing to just pee herself. So she held on, even though it made her less effective. The combination of the wet, the cold, and the sound of the cannons left here more desperate than she could ever remember being in her life. It took a miserable twenty minutes to drive away the pegasi. Eventually, they did. “Annabeth, can you go record the attack in the ship’s log?” “I thought that was usually your job.” “It should be, but I really need to go to the bathroom. Please help me out.” “Sure.” Hazel waddled off, trying not to have to hold herself but eventually admitting to herself that it was necessary. Eventually, she finally reached the bathroom. She grasped the handle and turned, only to find that it was locked. “Who’s in there?” “Frank.” Came a muffled voice. “Can you try to hurry up in there? I really need to go.” “I can try, but you know me.” Hazel did know him. It usually took him a while when he used the bathroom. It was just a product of the way his metabolism worked. “You know, you can come in here and join me. I won’t tell.” “Frank!” She exclaimed, growing flustered. “OK, I’ll try to wait.” She waddled her way back up onto the deck where the other girls were. “You ok, Hazel?” Piper asked. “No, not really. I really have to pee, but Frank’s in the bathroom, and who knows how long that will take. “I know. Hey, let’s go down to the mess hall and try to find a way for you to relieve yourself.” “No way, Piper. I’ll wait for Frank.” “Actually, you won’t. He’ll be at least another half hour, and given that my mom is Aphrodite and apparently a lot of people are into that sort of thing, I can tell how full your bladder is. You won’t make it five more minutes. Now, let’s go find a giant bowl or something.” “Oh… ok then.” Hazel was very embarrassed but she knew Piper wasn’t lying. She knew that, if there was a chance for her to relieve herself, she had to take it, and was now willing to do anything. She stuffed her hands in her crotch and waddled down to the mess hall, where Annabeth was fixing herself a snack. “Problem, Hazel?” She asked innocently. “I really have to pee and Frank’s in the bathroom. According to Piper, there’s no possible way for me to make it, and I need to find a bowl before I explode.” “Totally get it. Hold on.” Annabeth ran and grabbed a giant serving bowl. “I know this is embarrassing, but pull your pants down.” Red faced, Hazel nodded. She yanked down her jeans, but couldn’t get off her panties before she began to pee. Eventually, knowing it would just spill everywhere, she just gave up and went through her panties. Sighing with relief, she looked around. She noticed Piper had her hand down her pants, and was blatantly staring at Hazel. “Piper!” She exclaimed. “I can’t help it! You know my issue!” That was true. Now that she could think clearly, Hazel remembered that Piper was constantly horny due to being a daughter of Aphrodite and frequently had moments where she could do nothing but masturbate. Hazel decided not to dwell on it. Piper’s fetishes were dictated by what people were currently into, and apparently a lot of people liked piss. She decided to try to finish this and never think of it again. Little did she know how much this little accident was going to spark.
  5. Wait thats the end of this story? Like completely? NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
  6. I would love to see a mass desperation at the beach. A group of girls who can't hold it. I suck at writing mass desperation and couldn't do that. Also, if you know the Percy Jackson universe, I would love some action from that.
  7. The Girl Who Didn’t Care Anna woke up in the morning and threw her alarm clock across the room, almost smiling in satisfaction but not having the strength to do it. Yeah, was this the way to start freshman year. She had been up late the day before moving in, and literally knew no one. She was functioning on four hours of sleep and really didn’t care about anything. Not to mention, the bus came in half an hour. Sighing, she got out of bed, put on the first thing she could find (a shirt that said “I’m not stubborn, my way is just better” and short shorts) and went downstairs to find some breakfast. Only one thing from home had been taken out, and that was the smoothie machine, so she had a fruit smoothie while she took out her phone and looked at what had happened in the world. As she was turning it on, she saw Snapchat, Twitter, and Instagram in the bottom right corner. She didn’t have those apps. She turned and glared at her mom. “You know, most kids complain that their parents don’t let them have social media. Really, mom? I can make friends on my own.” “I know, I just worry is all. It has to be easier this way, right? Anyway, let’s just move on. The bus comes in twenty minutes, you know. Are you ready?” “I guess. I mean, binder, fully stocked with stuff, I have my phone, and I’m dressed. What’s left?” “Good. In that case, let’s go watch some TV.” “I’m reading mom. Can’t you see that?” “Ok, ok. No need to go full-blown teen snark on me. I get it. You’re a teen, you’re in high school now, you don’t want to identify with your parents.” “Chill mom. Of course I still love you and dad. It’s too early for anyone to be nice. Hey, you know what I forgot? I forgot to throw my stuff in my backpack. Be right back.” When Anna went to put her stuff in her bag, she realized she had forgotten her textbooks. When she got those, she realized she didn’t have any paper. At that point, no matter what she did, there was something else missing. Eventually, she had to sprint out the door to catch the bus. When she got to the bus stop, she realized just how tired she was. Usually she could tune people’s thoughts out, but this time, she couldn’t, and the wave of voices washed over her and actually caused her to take a physical step back. She quickly looked for the thoughts that were the most similar to hers to take, assume they were her own, and then shove it into the back of her mind. That was how she tuned people out. There was a girl standing under a tree thinking “I’m new. What if no one likes me? What if I can’t make any friends? Gotta look confident.” She walked over to the girl and stood next to her. All of a sudden, Anna started wondering if she was tall, or if the girl was short. At 5’7, she didn’t feel all that tall. Maybe it was just the girl who was short. “Hi. I’m Anna.” She extended her hand. The other girl took it. “I’m Sophia. Just moved here from Alaska. It’s sort of weird to start freshman year in a new school, you know? At least it’s not senior year.” “Wow, I know! I just moved here from Hawaii. It’s such a change.” “Yeah. I hope I can actually make friends. I don’t know anyone, and I’m not the most social person.” “I’m the complete opposite. Anyway, you just made one friend.” Just then, a pang from Anna’s bladder hit her, reminding her of yet another thing she’d forgotten that morning. “You ok?” Sophia asked. “Yeah. Just realized that I forgot to go to the bathroom this morning.” “Oh, man. I’d die if that happened to me. I have like the smallest bladder ever. Can you keep a secret?” Anna nodded, intrigued. “I still have to wear diapers to bed. I know, right? I’m fourteen and my bladder is so small I can’t make it through the night.” Anna almost laughed. This hyperactive, short girl with the rainbow dyed hair was the strangest girl she had ever met. “I’m surprised you say you’re antisocial.” “I didn’t say I’m antisocial. You said I’m antisocial. I said I’m not the most social. Still, it’ll be fine.” Just then, the bus pulled in. Anna got in, only to be yanked out of line. “Stand at the back, freshie. Seniors get on first.” The tallest guy Anna had ever seen said, having yanked her aside. He was to die for, with short hair and blue eyes, strong, and almost definitely a basketball player. Anna didn’t have much time to dwell on it, as a spurt had been released from her already bursting bladder and she was focused on stopping it. She simply nodded. The ride was a short one, and very quickly Sophia and Anna had broken off a conversation about childhood memories to get off the bus. They headed in, looked at a wall chart, and then headed to their homeroom. Their teacher was an ancient woman named Mrs. Malin, who apparently taught earth science and was older than some of the things she taught about. After comparing classes the girls were thrilled that they had five classes together, including the first four. Their first class was Gym. They headed down that way. Halfway down, a cramp from Anna’s bladder forced her to double over. “Are you ok?” Sophia asked. “I’m not sure. I really need to find a bathroom.” Just then, a high pitched beeping emitted from the speakers. “Shit, is that the minute bell? I hope there’s a bathroom in the locker room.” It turned out Anna wouldn’t get to find out. They weren’t in the locker room that day. It was too early in the year. They were going over rules and regulations. As it turned out, Anna wouldn’t get a chance to go to the bathroom until lunch. She had held on until then with much squirming and holding of her crotch. Finally, at lunch, she and Sophia sat down on the grass. “Fuck this.” A desperate Anna said. “I can’t hold it any longer.” In full view of everyone there, she yanked down her shorts, popped a squat, and moaned in relief as a gusher emerged from deep inside her. It went on for probably a minute before it finally stopped. It felt so good Anna couldn’t help but stop and rub one out before pulling her pants up. For a first day, it was strange, and it was only lunchtime.
  8. Sorry for the delay. I wish I had an excuse but the proper answer is I've been too lazy. I can only write well horny, and usually when I'm horny I don't want to stop and write.
  9. Chapter 6 “Hey Vasi?” Quinn whispered. “What?” “Do you think Maxine’s ever going to find us? It’s been almost an hour.” “Wow, has it really? No wonder I need to piss so bad. Let’s just go find her.” “I agree. I’m dying here.” They stood up slowly, but Quinn quickly fell back down with a little scream. “You OK?” Vasi asked. “I will be. My leg cramped up.” “Wait. Shut up.” They paused for a minute, and heard a crunching of leaves nearby. Maxine was close! Immediately, the girls tried to be as still as possible. However, Quinn kept shifting around desperately. She was about ready to give up. It had been almost five minutes with the person near but not finding them. She then heard Caroline’s voice: “Vasi? Quinn?” Quinn breathed a sigh of relief. “Yes? “Where are you guys?” “Over here, why? Did you guys also give up?” “Not quite.” All of a sudden, Quinn was tackled by Maxine. They had forgotten Maxine’s surprising ability to imitate voices. “Get off me! Get off me!” Quinn screamed. “No.” “Please! I’m going to pee all over you!” At this, Maxine bolted off of her. And not a moment too soon, as Quinn’s dress lifted up as she had been tackled. The stream of her pee burst out, gushing like a hose through the air before landing on top of Maxine. Maxine rolled desperately out of the way, but Quinn had figured out what was going on and was aiming her stream at Maxine. By the time she finished, Maxine was soaked from head to toe. “Ugh! Quinn! I’m soaked! How am I going to hide this?” “Oops. Didn’t think of that.” “Ya think?” Maxine was furious. Vasi thought quickly. “I have a pair of pajamas just like that, Maxine. I can lend them to you, you take them home, and I’ll clean the dirty pair. Simple, huh?” “Yeah, I guess. Now, I have to PEE!” She stood up, yanked her pants down and her shirt off, and tackled Quinn again. “I’m taking out my revenge.” She held Quinn down, and sat on her chest. She began to pee. She just sat and peed for several moments. Finally, Quinn’s shirt and pants were fully soaked, to the extent that they were partially transparent. For reasons Maxine could not explain, this made her feel a little… strange. It was really cool to her. She shook her head at the thought. “So, where are Caroline and Rebecca?” They all paused and looked at each other as suddenly, a wolf howled in the background. “Ok, first thing is to not split up. Agreed?” Vasi asked. “Agreed.” The others said quickly. “Also, as much as it pains me to say this, we can’t go around shouting their names. If we do that, there’s a chance that my mom hears us, comes looking for us, and freaks out when she finds out that first, we’re still up, second, Maxine is naked, third, Quinn and I are soaked with pee and fourth, that we were playing hide and seek. So we can say their names, but not shout them.” The others groaned but agreed. They knew they couldn’t get caught, even though it would make the searching process so much harder. “Maxine? Gonna put your clothes back on?” Quinn asked. “Nope, they’re too uncomfortable. Almost like they’re wet or something…” She glared at Quinn. “Huh. Imagine that.” Quinn replied sarcastically. “Caroline? Rebecca?” She said, starting to walk. They walked for probably twenty minutes. As they walked, they felt their bladders filling up again, but said nothing as they felt it was embarrassing to be desperate so soon after peeing. However, this culminated in disaster for all three of them. They were walking down to the creek. At once, three things happened. The ground, already loose from the rain they had been having, broke and began to slide, the dog howled louder and Caroline and Rebecca, who had been following them, suddenly grabbed them from behind and screamed. The result, of course, was all three girls wetting themselves. Vasi screamed and tried to shove a hand into her crotch, but she ended up just peeing all over her hand. When she figured that out, she gave up. Maxine, on the other hand, when she lost control, dropped to a squat, turned, and aimed at Rebecca’s face, pushing her pee out so that it got all over Rebecca’s face. The result of this was Rebecca freaking out and releasing the contents of her overtaxed bladder. Her bladder had been filling up for what felt like days and finally just gave up and exploded. Her pee gushed out with surprising force, all over the feet of all of the girls. Quinn, for her part, couldn’t get any wetter, so she just squatted down and peed through her pants, not being able to think as quickly as Maxine about getting revenge. All the urine puddling together on their feet had an effect on Caroline’s bladder. It decided “hey, maybe I don’t want to be held” and jettisoned all the contents in one short, quick stream. In a few minutes, the girls were all thoroughly soaked, panting, and feeling quite strange. Their private parts were tingling in a way they hadn’t before. They might need to try this again…
  10. Oh. Was that when you said you couldn't stop leaking?
  11. The half hour, which you should make your goal. Longer if you can.
  12. Here's a challenge. Take your phone. Remove any waterproof case. Put it in your pants. Keep it dry.
  13. So I have a question for Y'All. Please tell me which of the following you would like to see. You can choose as many as you want, however, please don't just choose them all as I only have so much time. 1) Continue with this story. Don't worry, I don't plan to stop this unless you guys really want me to. 2) Stop this story. 3) Continue the story with the characters miraculously several years older. 4) Talk about Angelina's relationship. 5) Talk about how Vasi's mom and dad developed their fetish in more detail. 6) Bring this story to school 7) Bring this story to camp 8) Bring this story to ______ (Enter your idea here) 9) _____________________
  14. Chapter 5 Maxine sighed as she sat in the yard, timing on her watch five minutes rather than counting. She was not looking forward to this game. She really didn’t want to get her clothes wet. She had loved wetting herself earlier. It had felt strange but good. But getting her clothes wet, while she barely had anything to change into? Now that was a recipe for disaster. Nevertheless, she had to deal with it. As she shifted sitting, she heard a crinkling sound. She wondered what it was for a second. Then she realized. It was the diaper she was wearing because of her nocturnal incontinence problems. In short, bedwetting problems. She realized she had to get out of it or the girls were going to see her pee but not see any pee. She didn’t want them to think she was a baby. She didn’t want to change outside, so she snuck some panties into her back pocket and went inside to “use the bathroom.” She went inside. She headed towards the bathroom, trying not to be seen. They weren’t supposed to be up at this hour. As she snuck towards the bathroom, she peeked into the room of Angelina, Vasilisa’s older sister. She saw Angelina without pants on, rubbing her hands down in her “private area.” She wondered what Angelina was doing. She promised herself that she would try out what Angelina was doing sometime soon. After all, if Angelina was doing it, it couldn’t be bad. She was like an idol to the girls. An “Angel”, as it was. Sorry, I’ll stop with the bad puns. Anyway, she realized she had to get going and start finding the girls. She quickly changed. Now she realized another issue. She had nowhere to stash the diaper. She would have to hope that she wasn’t seen. As she snuck downstairs, she heard sounds coming from the bedroom of the parents. Peeking in, she saw Vasi’s mom peeing all over the bed while her dad leaned over her, doing to her what Angelina had done to herself. Wondering what all these older types were doing these days, she moved back downstairs, knowing the path was clear. Vasilisa snuggled into the little cave, knowing she could well be there all night as it was a stellar hiding place and it was very tucked away. She swore (well, as second graders swear) when she realized that the water was running in the background. Nevertheless, she was ready to hide there with Quinn, so long as Quinn could shut up. Caroline and Rebecca tucked themselves away underneath the bridge in the park, ready for a long night of holding and fun. They were only prepared to go for maybe a half hour, young patience is not that long, even in the most mature of kids, as they were. However, they were still planning to wait, at least for a little while. But would Maxine hurry the heck up? They were right near the river, after all.
  15. Chapter 4 (Quick debriefing: the girls all had a lot of milk at dinner, and then split a couple bottles of mountain dew so they could stay awake. They are now camping in the backyard.) “Truth or dare, Vasi?” Quinn asked. Quinn was lying naked in her sleeping bag, in her opinion the only comfortable way to sleep. “Dare.” Vasi replied, down to her underwear. “Shoot, I was expecting you to say truth. Ok. Umm… help me out here girls.” “Just dare her to answer your next question truthfully.” Maxine called out from her sleeping bag, in which she was wearing full pajamas and was roasting. “Good idea. Not sure why I didn’t think of that. Alright, Vasi, I dare you to answer my next question truthfully.” “Ugh. Fine.” “Why did you suggest a holding contest?” “Um… I don’t know. It just kind of struck me in the moment, you know, as something that could be done? Since we already had the perfect setup. And it was fun, wasn’t it?” “Oh, very.” Caroline chimed in from across the yard. “Hey, does anyone want to do it again?” Asked Rebecca tentatively. Now, of course, no one was willing to admit how fun it had been. So they all just kind of stayed quiet, long enough for Rebecca to start feeling awkward. Then, finally, Quinn said “sure, why not?” The others, now that their path had been cleared for them, agreed to join them. First, they had to come up with some rules. “So, do we want to do it with clothes on or without?” Vasi asked. “It’s an easier cleanup without, but we have more options available with.” “Options such as what?” Maxine asked. “Going out into the neighborhood to play hide and seek or tag or something.” “I vote with then.” Quinn said, standing up and stretching. “After all, it is still sort of light out, and I would love to play hide and seek.” “I vote without.” Maxine said. “I only have one change of clothes, and I don’t really want to get my pajamas wet. It’s too hard to clean them.” “I vote with Quinn on this one. I feel like some hide and seek.” Caroline said. “Me, too.” Said Rebecca. “All right, I guess it looks like we’re doing some hide and seek. I’ll go sneak inside and grab some Gatorade so we’ll have to go faster.” And she did, not realizing that the Gatorade had been tampered with by her father so it had a diuretic in it. All the girls chugged back a giant Gatorade, then Quinn put on some clothes. “All right. 1…2…3… NOT IT!” “NOT IT!” “Maxine’s it!” Caroline called. “All right, let’s use the whole neighborhood. Maxine, count to a thousand and then come after it.” And, giggling gleefully, the girls ran off into the night.
  16. MOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORE!
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