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    Hello World! (First omo drawing)

    That's not half bad. More male omo art is certainly a welcome thing.
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    From my game

    Good to know this is still coming, you had me worried, there.
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    female A Stain on Her Image (Persona 5)

    Good to know I'm not the only one who imagined this scene going in an omo direction. Much like the Futaba story, the characters and their interactions were spot-on. Keep up the great work!
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    Eastern Isle: First Stand

    >Head down to the Lycanthrope clinic.
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    Eastern Isle: First Stand

    I say we begin with Mirabelle; she sounds cool.
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    Mana Pools: Discovery

    That was good. Looking forward to more.
  7. I come bearing news. The next chapter is almost ready, and will either be the final or penultimate chapter in this series. It's gonna be a long one. As for what's next, I was thinking of more or less retiring these characters from the spotlight (they will still show up from time to time), and exploring a different cast (maybe Horde this time). The main idea was to explore more of the world (of Warcraft) and the various races, without just continually adding new members to an over-large party. So, with that in mind, did anyone have any preferences for the kinds of races/characters they might like to see in a sequel series? Or do you guys like the current cast and want them to stick around? I'm open to whatever suggestions/feedback you got. But of course, I still haven't finished the ending, yet. As an apology for how long I'm taking with this, I figured I'd post the first few pages of the finale to give you guys something to chew on. Hope you enjoy. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Leris supposed she was somewhat thankful for just how hot Stranglethorn Vale was. After their “daring” escape from the naga, the duo had jumped from the ship, then swam back to shore. Now, hardly more than an hour later, any trace of wetness had all but vanished. The stains however, were going to take some thorough washing, she realized, as she stared at the slightly yellowed fabric of her pants. Shooting a quick glimpse at Shay, Leris was not envious of her situation. The normally red fabric of her First Mate’s pants were similarly discolored down the middle, but a dark brown stain was smeared across her backside. All the walking they’d been doing had flattened out the bulge, so it wasn’t very visible, but there could be no doubt that she’d heavily soiled her pants. Speaking of walking, they hadn’t stopped moving since they escaped the ship. They didn’t even know where they were going, they just wanted to be anywhere else. They were far enough away, now, that Leris began to give some thought to where they were going next. There had to be more than a few bounties on her head, so going somewhere like Booty Bay without a full crew was suicide. Heading north would put them in Duskwood, which wasn’t safe, and even if it was, they’d be in Stormwind’s territory, who don’t look kindly on pirates. All of her eggs were in one basket, and then a giant snake-witch came and smashed every last one. “Shay...” Leris began. Speaking for the first time in a while made her realize just how thirsty she was, as a rasping cough followed her voice. “Captain?” Shay replied, her voice just as hoarse. “Where are we going?” “I don’t know, Captain,” the First Mate responded, making it quite clear that the responsibility was not hers. “Do you know anyone? Have a friendly aunt or uncle we could stay with until people forget what we look like?” “None that are happy that I became a pirate,” Shay said flatly. “Wonderful...” Leris brought her hand to her head, both to rub her temples and wipe away sweat. “Well, I guess we could-” “There’s a camp!” Shay exclaimed suddenly, catching Leris’ attention. The pirate captain looked up to see that there was indeed an abandoned camp nestled in the trees up ahead. Deep smiles broke out on both women’s faces as they raced towards it, the thought of scavenging some food or water putting a halt to any other thoughts. And food and water there was. Quite a lot of it. Several tents surrounded an extinguished campfire, and many bags of supplies lingered about the place. Leris began rifling through the bags, until she found a large canteen filled with water. She brought it to her lips and began happily chugging from it. Once she had her fill, she turned to her companion, “Shay, do you… need some...” Shay was wobbling around with a befuddled look on her face. “Shay?” Leris took a step towards her companion. Shay seemed completely out of it; Leris wasn’t even sure she could hear her. Wait… She thought, This is… SAP, she realized, all too late, as a furry hand was planted on her forehead, tilting her head back. A knife soon rested right next to her throat. “Well, what have we here?” a voice asked in an icey Gilnean accent, “Two lost little pirates?” The blade of the knife pressed hard into her throat. A single drop of blood ran from the small cut. Leris was suddenly aware of the gathering warmth between her thighs. Hot piss spilled into her panties, then trickled down her thighs. For the third time, not just in one day, but in one pair of pants, she had wet herself. The rogue who held the knife sniffed the air, “Scared?” she asked. The sense of smell and the furry paw clicked together now, and Leris realized that this was a worgen. “Who are you? Is this your camp?” Leris asked, trying to sound like someone who hadn’t just pissed their pants. Normally, she’d resist, she’d try to fight, but her strength and will had been completely drained by the last couple of days. “A better question is: Is this your camp?” The worgen leaned in, her snout and many, sharp fangs entering Leris’ vision. “... No...” Leris answered after a short moment. “You were going through those bags like they belonged to you,” “We were attacked. We needed the supplies,” “So you took things that don’t belong to you. Like the pirate scum you are,” The worgen traced the knife up Leris’ throat as she spoke, forcing the pirate to tilt her head further and further back. After a moment, the knife reached her chin, no longer pressing into her throat. The gesture was meant to intimidate and, to the worgen’s credit, it did. Leris, however, was a pirate, and pirates are nothing if not opportunistic. The knife was no longer hovering right at one of her most vital points, and she just might be able to get out of the hold she was in. As quick as she could, she put all of her strength into her left arm, then drove it backwards, into the worgen’s chest. The wolf woman grunted in pain, and stumbled backwards. Leris bolted forwards, rummaging through the campsite for anything she could use as a weapon. Scanning each and every tent with all the intensity that time would allow. Her eyes landed on a small, serrated knife that lie on the ground. Leris picked it up, then turned around to see the worgen sprinting toward her. The pirate swung her dagger in an arc, forcing the worgen to jump back. Seeing this development, the worgen drew her second dagger, turning it around, and holding it backwards. She seemed to be preparing for some move that Leris wasn’t familiar with. In a flash, the worgen ran forward, and used her twin knives to twist and turn Leris’ hand until her small knife was flung from her hand. The worgen made it look like the easiest thing in the world. Leris stared in both disbelief, then fear, as she looked from the knife flying through the air back to the rogue that was advancing towards her. “L-look, this is a misunderstanding,” Leris stammered out, feeling her body expelling what little urine was left in her in little spurts. She raised her hands in the most diplomatic way possible, and tried to smile. “My friend and I, we-we were attacked, we lost everything!”. The worgen continued walking towards her, tightening her grip on her knives. Leris began backing up. Cold fear surged through her as she backed up into something. A tree blocked her path. She swivelled her head around to look at the tree that possibly just sealed her fate, then back at the worgen. She raised her hands up, covering her face. Her stomach felt suddenly empty, and only a couple seconds later, anyone nearby would know why. An extremely loud squishing noise emanated from the cowering pirate, lasting for several seconds. Her panties became very heavy as they sagged with her mess, and she could feel the squishy weight spread across her bottom. “How did you ever become a pirate captain?” Meryl sneered, raising her blade to strike. “No, Meryl, stop!!” A distinctly dwarven voice called out. Leris looked over with curiosity and relief at the dwarf who had made her way into the campsite. Leris also noticed a drying, yellow stain on the front of the dwarf’s robe. At least Shay and I aren’t alone… she thought. “Why?” the worgen, Meryl, asked. “Well...” The dwarf looked like she was trying to choose her words carefully. In the brief silence, a human woman in full plate armor made her way onto the campsite, surveying the scene with some fascination. The dwarf breathed a sigh of relief when she showed up, “Y’see, Cassie ‘n’ I have been talkin’, and we think we could use some help...” “You’re not about to say that we should bring the pirates with us, are you?” “They want their stuff back, and so do we,” the human said. “I want my stuff back, and probably some of their stuff, too!” Meryl replied. “And you also want to get our friends back,” The dwarf said emphatically. “Of course, of course,” “Even if we don’t work with them, we can at least get them to give us some information or something,” the human intoned. The worgen woman growled in frustration, then backed away from Leris. She turned to face her, baring as much of her fangs and claws as possible, “Try anything, you pirate scum, and I’ll tear your throat out!”. Leris could only nod quickly. Meryl and her cohorts huddled up and began discussing things. Leris glanced over at Shay, who was just coming back to the waking world. She was going to need an explanation.
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    female A Change of Heart and Pants (Persona 5)

    I've noticed a sudden uptick in Persona 5 omo content, and it has made me very happy. What makes me even happier is omo of best girl Futaba. Very nice work.
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    A Question Regarding Fiction

    I guess fanfiction of fanfiction is still fanfiction, and probably technically allowed (Don't quote me on that, I'm not actually sure). I would say to try and contact the author to see how they feel about it, and if they give the go-ahead, still make sure to explicitly credit them.
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    Repconn's art

    Very nice job on the Futaba picture! Persona 5 omo is a rare treat.
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    Yellow Snow

    I enjoyed the large quantity of Skyrim jokes in this. Excited for more.
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    The curse of the eastern isle

    >Hold it and head outside
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    Wetting/Messing Scenes in Games

    Found a new male scene. In Persona 5, near the end of Mishima's Confidant arc, the two of you have a run-in with some particularly vicious thugs. Mishima (who is a wuss) stands up to them, and chases them off. Shortly afterwards, you can tell him he was really cool when he fought back, and he'll reply something similar to "Really? Even though I pissed my pants?" Later on, he states that when he did some research on the thugs, and learned just how dangerous they were, he pissed himself again.
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    Deep Space

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    Wet in the Wastelands II

    2B