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Omolover222

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  1. I agree. I’m not turned on by poo so I just want to see pee!
  2. REWRITE & PART TWO! Lola Kelly had pale skin, freckles, gingery hair and grey-blue eyes. She wore a tight white jumpsuit, and a white bra and panties underneath. Despite being 18 years of age, she had a smaller bladder and smaller breasts. Suddenly, her alarm went off. She jumped up in her bed as she looked at the clock. 8:30! She was late! She changed into her jumpsuit and ran to school, grabbing her bag. She still arrived late so her teacher made her stay in during recess and lunch. Her bladder was already full of urine (over 8 hours worth) when she arrived into school but by the time school ended, her bladder was swelling out, making an obvious bulge on her abodomen. She squirmed as she waited in line of the bathroom at the end of the day. However, her boyfriend came over from the mens room and it was time to go on their trip. As the car zoomed down the motorway, Lola squirmed, her bladder rock hard with over 16 hours of urine. Urine drizzled into her pants and she whimpered as she struggled to control her stream, pee flowing out. The car zoomed past a service station and Lola squirmed even more. Eventually she knew she had to say something, or else she’d pee her boyfriends car. “Anon… do you mind if you pull over? I’m going to wet myself!” She gasped. “Where?” Replies her boyfriend. “Just…” She gasps as a stream of pee escapes her. “THERE!” Her boyfriend pulls into the emergency lane, hazards on. Her boyfriend helped to undo her zip and they got rid of her jumpsuit, found a jar and she peed into it. End
  3. The artwork was of some girls waiting in a line - all of them desperate. One of them (the one at the end) has red-hair. The art used to be on a subreddit but is now gone. Does anyone have the art?
  4. Part 2! But first a greater description of Ella Berry: She had medium brown hair about half way on her back. She had slightly tanned skin. She had smallish breasts (barely noticable!) She had brown eyes. She had a medium bladder. She could sing like an angel! Now the story: She moaned. ”Why didn’t you go earlier?” Snapped her boyfriend. He was snappish as he no longer liked Ella, for she had correctly accused him of cheating. The was a silent moment as Ella squirmed in her need to pee. Ella more noticeably. She had her legs double-crossed and was holding herself with two hands. Desperation scale: Ella ~ 9/10 Suddenly, Ella leaned over and leaked a bit! She leaked about 50 ML of pee, whimpering as she did so. “Cant you hold it bitch?!” Roared her boyfriend. Ellie started to leak some more and her boyfriend stormed off. The train began to move. All Ellie had to do was wait until the next station…
  5. Lola Kelly had flowing, curly rust colored hair with pale skin and freckles. She had on a tight white one piece, which created a camel toe effect on her crotch and shows off her boobs as she was bra less. She was steadily drinking a glass of coke when her boyfriend knocked on the door. … She was on the road with her boyfriend as her bladder rapidly filled with urine. It had been all that coke. Suddenly her boyfriend pulled into a service station. He shifted around and said to her ”Ima go to the bathroom” She could see an almost imperceptible wet patch glistening on his pants She was still to embarrassed to admit she needed to pre even though she needed to go even worse than he did. He nipped into the mens bathroom fast but to his disappointment he encountered a small line. He crossed his legs and shifted about as the lines freed up (there about 3 people in front of him). He hurriedly pulled down his pants and whipped out his dick and started peeing freely. He found a small wet patch on his pants that was fortunately not very visible. He washed his hands and left, slightly embarrassed. Meanwhile Lola saw him come out and she left the station with him as the ladies line had failed to profresses forward. She sat down in the seat and squirmed discreetly … Her bladder was going to burst. “Can you possibly pull over and let me pee? I can’t hold it!” She was holding herself and squirming. ”You can’t pee in public!”
  6. Ella Berry was a woman. At the age of 18, she still had rather small breasts (a B cup), with minimal curves but her boyfriend still found her beautiful. Ella prided herself on having a strong bladder and never used public toilets. Also the only sign she’d show of needing a pee is crossing her legs and shifting ightly, occasionally moaning quietly with need. But if there was a delay, Ella would be in trouble. One day, she’d had to pee in an alley as she could not make it home in time. Today was a delay day. Ella already had a full bladder as the train was leaving. So her legs were crossed really tightly, to keep her liquid in. However her heart sank when: ”Excuse me - delays. Up to 2 hours of delay expected. Sorry” Ella squirmed harder and audibly whimpered promoting her boy friend to say ”You OK?” ”Mm… I just really need the loo..” She moaned. ”Ah.” TBc
  7. A photo reference is attached - I apologise for the low quality. Also I am relatively new to D&D. Ander Greenbottle had just turned 20. He was an adult now, at least that’s how the Halflings saw it. And I guess you guys too. Ander was drinking from a large water swing. In hindsight, he’d perhaps should’ve been sparing with his water. After all, this mountain road was dangerous and a Halfling like himself would only have a few precious spaces to pee safely. Much less than the other species, who would be semi-desperate by the time they got to the safe point. And this path was well traveled, there would’ve been a line, but Ander was too existed to control his drinking. Ander had started a good pace, when he first felt the need, but fortunately for him, there was an outcrop designed as a toilet right there. And since no one was about- He undid his belt and his cloth and pulled down his white pants and his tight trunks. It revealed an above average dick for a Halfling. Sighing with relief, he peed and quenched his thirst again, unknowing of the pressure he’d have to endure… Ander had been walking for a while and his bladder had gotten full. Not uncomfortably full, but Ander was rather well known for his weak bladder. At school he’d occupied a bathroom often and had suffered accidents frequently. End of Part I
  8. Thirty minutes left… Draco Malfoy, at sixteen years of age was about to flood his robes - No. He wasn’t. He was Draco Malfoy not some silly first year. He could easily hold in his pee, even if it was so full that is was bulging out his stomach. Making sure no one was looking - yes they were focused on McGonngal’s stupid lecture - he slowly loosened his belt and ran his finger over his bladder and shivered. Instead of soft flesh, he was met with a hard, warm lump. It was his bladder, full of urine which he was sure had just appeared there. What had happened to his bladder? The blond wondered, as he counted down the agonising minutes until the end of the lesson. 25… He whimpered, and grabbed onto his dick. He was really going to wet himself wasn’t he? Right here and right now. In front of everyone. His house (and fortunately not his rivals). Shaking, he raised a pale hand to the air. ”Please Miss may I use the restroom…” He begged. ”FIFTH years should be perfectly capable of holding in their urine!” Snapped McGonnagal. “Besides your OWLS are coming up and I’m sure you don’t want to miss anything.” Draco sighed. Well more whimpered and shifted about in his seat like mad. There was no point in concealing his desperation, he thought, two hands wrapped tightly around his dick and his legs firmly crossed, twice. The minutes were ticking by agonisingly slowly but miraculously it was the end of class. Draco hadn’t even had any leaks! He smiled weakly at this accomplishment, but this triumph only lasted for a bit as he felt pee begin to escape the end of his shaft. Pee started to stream out of his dick. His boxers moistened and he moaned as he tried to get a hold of his flow. He did but there was now three problems: -He still had to pee. Badly. Burstingly. -His pants were soaked -His socks were yellow. They had been white before. Draco slowly stood up and then his pants almost fell down. No belt. He moved his hands from his dick to catch them but a stream of pee came out and he crushed his pee soaked dick against his pale legs. This action revealed the pee on his legs and his soaked boxers, as well as a sizeable bulge. Sniffing, he pulled up his pants, which were also soaked, and did his belt, stuffing his hands into his penis as pee began to leak again from the pressure. The bathrooms weren’t that far. He could get in. He would go to Umbridge later. He could barely take another second. He shuffled into the boys bathroom, but the urinals were out of order! Something had gone off in them. There were only three stalls and there was already a line. A line of four boys, each more desperate than the last. Of course Malfoy, who was at the end of the line, had to pee the most. He saw a barely desperate boy stroll casually into the now vacant stall, as the boys in front sighed and shuffled about. The now first boy in line had a bladder 3/4 full, so not bad at all. His legs were closer than usual, and he was black. He was in Ravenclaw. The second boy, the Hufflepuff from earlier had a full bladder and was asian. He had his hands in his pocket which was gripping his penis. The third boy was a redhead, but not any of the Weasleys. His bladder was expanding and there was a faint bulge showing through his stomach. He was crossing his legs and had a hand in front of his penis. He was a Griffindor. The line moved. Two more people went in and he heard the trickle of water and blissful sighs of relief. The red-haired kid hipped about and banged on the door. Eventually, the door opened and he rushed inside. Draco cringed as he waited outside, slowly starting to wet his pants. He willed the people inside to hurry up, and a stall opened, and he rushed in. He tried to pull down his belt, but couldn’t and he felt himself peeing! Like a baby! He tried to tug his belt away as he peed and kept doing so, even thought this was fast becoming a useless endeavour as his bladder was rapidly emptying from into the toilet and the floor surrounding it. In his rage (even thought he had barely any pre left) he used his wand and- BANG! The entirety of the boys toilets were smashed. The Asian Hufflepuff has finished peeing and looked at Draco, as did the Brown kid who had also finished peeing and was in the stall next to him. There was a series of boos as Draco hurriedly cleaned his soaked clothes with magic as his action started meant that the boys had to find another toilet. Meanwhile, a brown haired kid, was in the exact same predicament as Draco, and was now wetting himself, as everyone stared on. There was a laugh from the brown kid at the end and like a chain everyone who was left in the toilet (and anyone who hadn’t gone to find another one to pee before next lesson) started laughing at the brown haired kid. He could see more now. He was almost girly looking with a big bulge and yellow Hufflepuff robes. He had been in Transfiguration too, and had been fighting another bladder battle, only his was longer and more drawn out. Sighing, Draco walked away to Umbridge, as the brown haired boy was left to cry on his own, as everyone else slowly filed out… **END** (brown-haired boy omo fic coming as soon as i can make it! this time coming with a Sim from the sims 4 as a photo reference!) should be by saturday if all goes well :p
  9. I just realised how to add tags haha. Here is DRACO MALFOY from Harry Potter, being forced to endure a permanently weaker bladder after he gets hit with a bladder weakening spell. Draco Malfoy was in his fifth year at Hogwarts. He had been walking down the corridor when someone came up behind him, and aimed a curse at him. ”Ballderus Weakus!” Whispered the person. Instantly, Draco felt a chill go through him and centre itself at his abdomen. Where his bladder was. Then the feeling came. The feeling of a full bladder. He frowned. He prided himself on having a big bladder, and the fact that he only took one (but much appreciated) pee at the end of every meal. He didn’t even pee in the morning before breakfast! Only after! So of course Draco was used to holding. But only when his bladder could expand well. He bought his legs together, searching around for the… there it was! Time to get in a quick pee before he had to go to- “Come in Malfoy,” Came the voice of McGonnagal. “It’s time for transfiguration!” Sighing, Draco followed the professor into the class, preparing himself for an hour, no TWO hours - it was DOUBLE transfiguration - of pure holding and torture. Transfiguration was with the Hifflepuffs fortunately so there wasn’t a high chance he’d get teased too badly if he failed to hold his urine, but still he was determined to hold it. He casually bought his knees together, crushing his dick and sighed. Loudly. The Hufflepuff boy sitting next to him looked at him in… what was it? Concern? Arousal? It didn’t matter anyway. His bladder was full, and STILL filling and that was the only thing he could focus on. Thirty minutes had passed and Draco was getting desperate. Seriously desperate. He had already crossed his legs and was shifting about ever so slightly, disgusing his movements as boredom. He thought back to the moments he had to pee - bad: First Year: He hadn’t been able to find the bathroom and had almost wet himself, but he’d followed an also desperate looking. Griffindor Sixth Year into the toilet and had been able to pee. Their twin sighs… Second Year, twice: First, he had been bursting when he had bumped into Crabbe and Goyle. They’d talked for a bit before they’d run off for something. Then once the coast was clear, and his hands buried deep in his crotch, he made a beeline for the restrooms and had a nice pee. Second Year, FAILURE: He had been holding his pee as he didn’t want to admit that he needed to pee. When he realised that he was peeing himself, he tagged along a relief break. He had been forced to wait outside t he stall while the other boys peed. Once he’s gotten inside, his bladder had begun to release and he’d whipped away his robes just in time, leaving his pants soaked with pee. Fortunately, no one had noticed. Third year: Grand hall. Mass desperation. The toilet facilities outside the great hall following Sirius Blacks attempted entrance were not equipped to handle that many desperate kids. Lots of people were doing pee pee dances as they begged people to hurry up. Draco did not dance but he was bursting too and had only just whipped out his dick before starting to pee. He had been more careful in his fourth year but… Another 30 mins… Draco was bursting. He was groaning slightly and was desperately fidgeting, his hand touching his crotch. He was trying to to show his desperation but it was clear he was bursting. He then remembered that Umbridge needed him for something straight after Transfiguration! He put his hand up and blushing hard, asked if he could use the bathroom. Unsurpisingly Mcgonnagal refused. He groaned. His bladder was bursting. Suddenly, he felt a spurt come out of his dick. He mashed his knees together. He needed a pee! He double crossed his legs and stuffed both hands into his crotch to hold back the spurt. He managed to but there was now a wet spot on his robes, which thankfully didn’t show unless you looked really carefully, which hopefully, no one would. **PART 2 COMING SOON**
  10. Remember Wren Smith? From my first ever omorashi fiction. Well they have now made a reprise. Wren’s school did not have a gender neutral bathroom. Consequently, Wren would try to hold in their pee as long as they could. Most days they would get home, slightly needing a pee or bursting to go depending on how much water they had or on some horrible days they would be forced to shuffle into one of the gendered bathrooms. Usually the female ones as Wren was AFAB and needed to sit down, and the male ones only had a limited number of stalls. They were also scared of being beaten up. It was 3rd period now, and it was a hot day. Wren was beginning to feel a small twinge in their bladder. Nothing they weren’t used to. You don’t hold it in for 7 hours every day without getting a few strong bladder muscles. But as the day progressed Wren found it was harder to hold… Part 2 coming soon
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