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  1. Oh OK completely fair. But if you're willing can you at least just give at least a one sentence explanation to the girls we could've voted for? You know the teacher, the mother and daughter, etc. I'm only asking this because I voted for those when this originally came out and I just always wondered. But if you want to stop I fully respect you.
  2. Hey are you ever going to add a second part or some conclusions to other characters? I'm very curious.
  3. Hey man I know it's been a while since you've updated this but I have to say i have loved this so much. Seriously the second chapter was amazing, but I would love to see more of the teachers and staff in these situations. I'd love to see older teachers urgently needing to go during class and I would absolutely love to see the super intendent have a drawn out accident in front of all the students as payback. Seriously ms Oliver and Ms Kelly were awesome and I'd love to see what would happen if the both of them had to pee during a class trip with a small group and see the differences between the two. You know, who's more of a leaker, or who is more open about their need. Heck I'm even curious about Ms. Oliver and since she doesn't wear underwear would she enjoy seeing herself and other women in power brought down by their urge to pee in front of the students like Megan and Makenzie. But seriously I loved this so far and can't wait to read more.
  4. Talk omo with Burnie. Sighing to herself and squeezing her pussy, Ella smiled. She remembered the flyer’s words and the guild representative she talked to many months ago. They both talked about the state one needs to be in order to enter the guild. This was the reason she was particularly desperate today. According to the entrance rules, one needed to be quite desperate to fully enter the guild, and while Ella had no idea how they knew this, she gladly followed the rules. But what about Burnie? She clearly wasn’t desperate on a surface level. Ella slowly looked her down and noted how she saw no signs of desperation. Well, she could see one, Burnie was slowly rubbing her upper thighs together. Ella was pretty sure she would’ve never noticed this if she wasn’t looking for the signs, the dress was helping Burnie. But this was just getting Ella excited. With the rules instate Burnie had to be bursting, and Ella wanted this shy woman to admit it. So, with a smile Ella decided to make a confession of her own. She brought her other hand down to her pussy and squeezed with all her might. Slowly she bit her lip and started panting as she stepped from foot to foot quickly. Ella was mostly exaggerating her movement, but she’d be lying if she said this wasn’t helping. Ella quickly looked at Burnie who still had her eyes under her hat brim. With a smile Ella ducked her head and looked down, as she audibly mumbled, “Aw crap, its g-going to come out!” Ella spoke this and quickly looked up to see Burnie slowly removing her hat from her eyes to look down at Ella who was now doubling over, half due to need, but the other half due to her trying to hide a grin as she shifted her hips. Ella couldn’t see it, but Burnie was silently freaking out. She kept looking out the front of the disk as she kept seeing people at each individual floor. If any of these people looked at the disk, Burnie wasn’t sure what she’d do. She’d probably die from secondhand embarrassment from her new “friend”. So, she looked at the podium which now said 30. They didn’t have a lot of time until they got to the 49th floor and Burnie needed Ella to stop acting like that. Almost on cue Ella turned around her now prominent booty being shoved in Burnies direction as she leaned further down and moved her hips from side to side. “Oh, oh Burnie…. I think I’m gonna have an accident. I’m gonna pee myself!” Ella almost yelled out as she continued to shake her butt in front of the heavily blushing witch. Burnie could feel her face get red again as she felt even more secondhand embarrassment. Did this woman feel no shame in announcing her bladder needs? Burnie wasn’t sure how long they stayed in these poses but when she looked at the podium, she noticed it read floor 45. Panic quickly shook the woman to her core as she realized the disk would stop and everyone could see Ella potty dancing like a schoolgirl. She needed to do something, something assertive, and she had to do it quick. So, with determination blazing in her eyes Burnie sucked in a deep breath and raised her shaking right hand. Burnie wasn’t normally like this, but this was only her second time in the city, and she knew that even in this fantasy world, the way she dressed still brought above average attention. Burnie knew if things went well this country would be her new home, and being the over thinking woman she was, Burnie was already coming up with rumors that could be spread about her, and she was terrified. With a furrowed brow, Burnie quickly lowered her hand as fast as she could. *SLAP* Burnies hand quickly hit Ella’s left ass cheek, with a quite loud slapping sound. Ella wasn’t expecting the spank. Sure, she knew her new friend was embarrassed, but her over the top display was mostly due to her wanting Burnie to at least admit she needed to go. But the spank? That was most unexpecting from the shy woman. Ella normally would’ve just stopped doing what she was doing and just act normal, expect one issue. While her potty dance was mostly over the top, Ella still really had to go and with the shock that came with Burnies spank, Ella relaxed. But this was bad, Ella quickly cupped her pussy and stayed in place as she could feel her muscle relax. For a few long seconds Ella was peeing nonstop. But after a couple moments she was back in control. Ella could feel pee drip from her fingers and onto the white disk that was now slowing down. Slowly she looked back at Burnie who still wore a deep red flustered face, but now had a stern face looking down at the wet milf. “Y-you will stop d-d-dancing, and act like a woman y-your age!” Burnie said stuttering as she tried her best to stay confident with her hands crossed under her massive bust looking down at Ella, with her staff being carried by her right hand. On the inside however, her heart beat non-stop as she cringed on the inside at her try at being dominant. With a quick nod, Ella followed Burnies order and slowly stood up right albeit with both of her hands never leaving her crotch. Burnie noticed Ella’s hands, but never said anything as she heard a quite loud *DING* as the disk finally slowly stopped on the 49th floor. Burnie looked around and noticed that the disk stopped still on the railing that diagonally lined the mountain. But right now, the two had landed in a small area or pale white quartz that lined about a dozen feet in front of the disk that held benches and chairs along with green shrubbery that appeared to be positioned just so that they could get the minimum amount of sunlight to stay a lush bright green glow. Burnie had seen this small park and smiled looking at the few trees and shrubs. But she quickly shook those feelings as she took a quick step off the disk with Ella following slowly after. Thankfully due to Burnie being distracted she didn’t notice the small very visible bright yellow puddle that laid where Ella once stood. Taking a quick look around the disk, Burnie finally smiled as she looked to her left. The street wasn’t too full of people as this district was mostly middle-class homes with the occasional guild. Speaking of guilds, Burnie was quick to spot a large building with two stories that appeared to be one large meeting place with a second floor for members. Like all the other buildings it was laid next to the wall. But it had a sign that hung over the doors that wrote “The Omorashi Guild”. This once again brought a smile, but this time to Ella as she remembers the building and follows Burnie who was already walking to the building with a gleam in her eye. “T-there it is. That’s t-the guild.” Burnie said full of excitement but seemingly unable to stop her natural studder. “Yeah Burnie, um can like hurry and get there? I think I’m minutes away from an accident.” Ella said punctuating her statement shaking her hips greatly from side to side. Burnie didn’t reply as she was completely smitten staring at the building with stars with her eyes. “C-come on Ella. L-let’s go.” Burnie followed off this statement by speed walking towards the building her purple eyes shining with excitement. Ella watched as Burnie get to the door just before her as Burnie opened the door that was significantly bigger than the two of them easily standing at 10 feet. But as the witchy woman pulled it open, the door suddenly threw open into Burnie causing her to fall off her high heels and collide ass first with the cobblestone pavement. Ella was about to ask her if she was ok until she looked up and saw the person coming out of the guild. The first thing Ella noticed was her size. The woman appeared to be roughly 9 foot tall with pale skin and black hair in a bob haircut. But since Ella was…. Well Ella, her attention immediately turned to her bust which appeared to be bigger than Burnies by a bit along with an ass that easily rivaled Ella. After checking out her…. Assets, Ella looked at her face that appeared to blemish free except for one small mole on her chin along with two small horns that matched her pale almost pink skin tone that stood out due to the woman’s bangs being brushed back by the horns. Looking down again Ella noted her armor. To put it simple, this woman was just wearing a chest piece. It was a long piece of armor that covered her chest and went down to her thighs. Ella remembered a place up north she visited back in her adventuring days with soldiers who wore the same chest plate, along with pants that this woman was clearly missing. Ella remembered them as being called samurai. But none the less Ella noted the chest pieces yellow color with small bits of red metal in it. Once again Ella looked down at the woman’s legs and saw how thick they were with muscle. They looked as if they were trees with strong muscle showing off to the world. Just below the chest piece sleeves were two arms that appeared to be able to uproot trees. But what draw the most attention was on her back she had two long katanas that matched her height. While Ella was accessing the situation, Burnie was continuing sitting on the ground and picked up her staff she dropped when falling. The three-woman looked at each other and tried to figure if things were about to get violent. Ella hadn’t scene this woman last time she was here, but then again, she only met the receptionist, and this tall woman appeared to be their age. She didn’t want to fight but her new friend was in danger. Ella knew how impatient she was but now she actually had to think so that way things wouldn’t turn ugly. What should Ella do? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Hey everyone, I’m back! Don’t worry I didn’t drop this series, its just almost my entire family came down with a horrid case of Bronchitis that put everyone down in a half sleep state for a couple weeks, with some even still being sick. For that I am terribly sorry, but as soon as I got better, I wrote this, if anyone got really upset over this time by all means let it be known and if there is anything you all want as a group like a future plot point let me know. But about the chapter I wrote this one to try and introduce a character who will be quite relevant later on, and let’s be honest, who doesn’t like tall muscle women? But that’s enough of this, I’ll get back to posting once a week and make this world as full as possible. Thank you everyone and once again, get back, relax, enjoy a nice snack and enjoy these soon to be wet Milfs.
  5. Hey gang listen up a new chapter in The Omorashi Guild: how the world was saved by a bunch of milfs and lots of pee, has just been uploaded showing more of Ella and her new friend (Ella insists to herself they are) Burnie.
  6. Ella took a deep breathe in and held it. Admittedly she wasn’t that good at introducing herself to new people. As a kid she was actually real standoffish and was more or less the neighborhood bully. Rather believing that if she just pushing people away and getting stronger her paranoia about being hurt wouldn’t come true. This belief stayed with her until her later teenage years when she met her husband. But that was different story to be told. Releasing the breath, she held she looked to her right and thought for a second as what to say. There wasn’t too much space between the two of them, the disk while roughly twenty feet in circumference, the two stayed near the entrance. Ella stood their due to urgently wanting to leave as soon as possible, and the other woman was due to her quick conversation with Ella. ‘Well, time to make a new friend,’ Ella thought to herself as her legs fidgeted. Looking over with determination in her eyes as if she had done this a thousand times before she raised one hand with her thumb and pointer finger out along with taking a step back to make room for her elongated hand she asked, “Do you have any hobbies?” She asked bordering on shouting with fire and her eyes and a cocky smile on her face which she believed showed an ere of confidence. “EEP!” The witch woman yelled out raising both of her hands in front of her body and face as she was clearly scared by the stranger standing next to her yelling. Ella immediately felt horrible, and her heart dropped into her stomach as she raised both of her hands in an almost surrendering motion but quickly placed both her hands back into her loins as she felt a leak almost escape. She quickly forced her muscles to tense by closing her eyes and sucking in her lips. Ella was lucky that the other woman also had her eyes closed even though she was scared. After a couple of seconds later Ella stopped tensing so much and re-opened her eyes with a sigh. “Sorry about that Ma’am. I wasn’t trying to scare you or anything. I was just trying to make small talk.” Ella honestly said with a regretful deposition. The witch like woman opened her eyes and brought her hands back onto her staff and showed a coy smile. “I-It’s Ok. I-I’m s-sorry I just scare e-easily.” “Well, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean anything. I was just trying to start a conversation since it’ll be a while till, we get to the 49th floor.” Ella said. “Oh,” The other woman said looking down to the floor clearly trying to find the courage to say something. Ella noticed her racking her brain and asked a different question at a much lower decibel level. “So, why are you going to the 49th district?” With a sigh the woman looked up to Ella and said with conviction, “I am g-going to join a guild.” Ella smiled to herself at the woman’s now ability to speak louder than a whisper. “Oh wow, ain’t that a coincidence. So, am I, what guild are you joining?” Ella asked moving one hand from her crotch and placing it on her hip. “W-Well, I-It’s the o-o-o-omo…...” The woman tried saying the name but was clearly embarrassed to say the name. To Ella Just hearing those first three words were enough for her face to glow up and her to shout, “THE OMORASHI GUILD?!” The other woman quickly blushed red and grabbed the brim of her hat and pull it almost fully across her face and slowly nodded. Ella couldn’t stay still any longer. Not only had she maybe possibly made a new friend, but she also was going to the same guild as her. “I’m going there to. I’ll show you the way.” Ella said stepping in place due to her needing to pee rather than excitement. “Oh, my golly jeepers where are my manners. I’m Ella, Ella Free.” She said with a handout to her new maybe friend. Slowly moving the brim of her hat out of her face the woman looked at Ella and almost whispered, “B-B-Bernadetta Hansley, b-but call me Burnie please.” “Ok, Burnie.” Ella said still excited about what was happening. “So why are you coming to the Omorashi Guild? Is it uh you know.” Ella whispered the last sentence out while pointing to her own bladder. Once again Burnie grabbed her hat and placed the quite big brim down to her chin with a slow nod that told Ella everything she needed to know. But now Ella had a couple of options in front of her, on the one hand she could press Burnie on the matter. Or she could let her open up naturally. With a sigh Ella thought out option while making quick looks at Burnies chest due to Burnie still having the edge of a hat over her eyes. Oh, what is a woman to do in such a situation. Ella looked at the podium and noticed they only just got to the 20th floor. They still had a couple minutes until they made it to the 49th district. And another conversation would help distract the energetic woman from her looming full bladder. What should she do? 1.) Talk omo with Burnie. 2.) Try to respectfully change the topic with Burnie. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Well once again another chapter is in the book of our fun little story. I know this chapter is a little short, but I would love to here your answers along with your thoughts on the new girl Bernadetta Hansley otherwise known as Burnie. She has a long way to go to becoming as confident as Ella that might have to do most likely with her tragic backstory (Nothing concrete). Also I tried to flush out Ella's personality and make her more a complete character. But like always I would love to here your thoughts on the story so far and just know to never stop believing in yourself.
  7. Hey everybody I just uploaded a new chapter in The Omorashi Guild: how the world was saved by a bunch of milfs and pots of pee!!!!
  8. 1.) 1.) Walk Ella placed one of her manicured fingers to her chin and gently bit her lip. She thought out the pros and cons of her options to get to the higher district. One the one hand, the Cable cars were much faster and could get her to the 49th district way faster than walking, but she remembered hearing from the young elven couple that the since the cable cars were a newer invention imported from Steria, a country known for their technological prowess, they had a small tendency to stop in their tracts. She thought of all of this while doing a small jig shuffling one leg in front of the other while moving her hips slightly from side to side which while felt natural to her, she didn’t seem to notice the group of guards from earlier who were now blushing as they shared quick glances at the woman’s posterior. After a couple of seconds Ella made up her mind as she dropped her right fist into the palm of her left as she decided her course of action in her mind. She could not be late, not today, it took her months of planning to get her appointment today. So that meant she could leave nothing to chance, including an invention she had only ridden twice. She flashed herself a smile and put both her hands in her pockets. This caused a little bit of uncomfortableness in her loins, but she could live with it. She didn’t exactly want some of the cute younger guards to catch her acting like a little schoolgirl, even though she liked this feeling. As she walked towards the exit of the small district, she waved at the kind young elven couple who were outside their market. The husband, an elven young man with rustic short brown hair and green tunic, was swapping out an old sign that used to say “Market” in elven runes to one with it written in basic, the common written language in the spire. Ella knew the young couple had issues writing in Basic as they had just started learning less than a year ago but was proud of the progress. Next to the tall man was a shorter blonde woman with one long braid over her shoulder that lightly covered her white and red dress which covered her extending belly. She smiled placing one hand over her stomach and waved back to Ella. Ella smiled at the two parents to be and continued on her way placing her hand back into her pocket, unbeknownst to her that the two elves looked at each other with confusion in their eyes as to why she was dressed like that. Slowly Ella came closer to the exit of the first district. In front of the bottom heavied woman was a grand staircase that could easily fit hundreds of people but was now vacant. Ella started walking up these stairs with a gentle pep in her step as she thought about what was to happen later. As she continued up the stairs, she got to the point where the stair became a platform that became the second district that was known for its pottery and clay art that was often deported to many different countries. Just like the rest of the districts, the layer of mountain held all of its buildings on the left side of the cobblestone streets closer to the mountain were all the buildings layered next to each other with the rare alleyway. On the opposite side of the cobblestone street were no buildings but the occasional tree or bush. Ella continued her walk definitely feeling the weight of her bladder as she rose to the third district. Now she could finally look over the massive worn-down wall that tended to eclipse the lower levels. Smiling she ran up half of the staircase to district four and was able to see a fair distance from the wall. She squinted hard and put one hand above her eyes like a visor to block her sight from the noon sun. She quickly smiled and jumped in the air waving a hand as she spotted the small outline of her son Warren leaving the gate and walking towards the forest. But as soon as she came back down to the stair she jumped off on, she quickly cupped her loins and leaned forwards on shaky knees. After a couple seconds and a few deep breaths, she stood back up and looked up. The end of the massive staircase ended just a dozen steps away and led into the fourth district which was sizably much bigger. But that also meant that there were more people to see her. So, with a deep breathe she put her arms to her sides and walked up the rest of the stairs almost robotically with her eyes almost set directly in front of her. Ella knew she would never make it to district forty-nine just walking in her current state. So instead, she opted for an easier and less time-consuming effort and just decided to just take one of the rising platforms. The Rising platforms were large plate like disks on the edge of the district that climbed up to the higher districts on small treads that lied in a spiral pattern across the mountain clockwise. With a plan set in mind, Ella made her way towards the western disk. The streets of the fifth district were swarmed with people of all species. It was often known as the “shopping district”, on account of the large amounts of shops that surrounded the entirety of that layer of The Spire. While walking Ella spotted quite an abundance of shops operated by elves, dwarfs, and lizardfolk. She did her best to maneuver her way through the busy street while trying to avoid anything touching her lower abdomen. But as she was walking, she noticed the public toilets. They were full, with lines reaching at least ten people. She noted all the participants were women and a small piece of her wanted to go wait in line. But a bigger part of her didn’t, so she looked at the kind of women in the line. She noted a blonde centaur woman around her age standing at the front of the line with her arms crossed over a fairly big bust and one of her four legs tapping against the stone walkway. Ella was about to look at the next girl in line when she suddenly felt a deep pain in her stomach. For a full second her bladder released with the shock of the incident. Quickly Ella once again clenched her loins between her hands and looked in front of her. She noted a small dwarf woman who couldn’t have been over three feet. But what Ella did notice was the massive battle hammer across her back that lined up with her stomach. Ella quickly realized that she must have walked into the edge of the pommel and crushed her bladder. This would definitely explain the dwarven woman had both of her armor covered hands over her mouth and was looking up at Ella with deep sincerity. Ella just smiled and walk-ran past her. At this point she knew she didn’t have much longer and just needed to get to the platform, she could figure out what to do next after she got to the forty-ninth floor. As she quickly rushed through the people crowding the streets she knew at this point if she took one hand away from her crotch that very well could be it so she kept it there as if it were glued. Finally, Ella got to the western platform and practically glowed when she saw the disk stationed and with no one on it. But she knew it wouldn’t stay like this so she quickly ran towards the platform. Thankfully she got on the plate with little difficulty. The disk had a small podium that stood to her waist and had numbers from five to ninety-five. Smiling to herself she pressed the number for the floor she was going to and waited for the small waist high safety gate to cover the entrance to the district. She waited for the entrance to close while she pressed her thighs inward. But as it was just about to close Ella heard a loud “W-Wait!” She noticed a woman running for the circular platform. She appeared to be maybe a year or two younger than Ella and looked like a witch. With a large pointer black hat that’s top was so nig it bended over to the right almost covering a nice lavender colored ribbon near the brim of the hat. She also wore a black dress that went down to her ankles. It was almost all black except for the sleeves that were translucent with dark purple flowers that spread across it and revealed the woman’s pasty white arms. Ella winced as she pressed the hold button on the consol and allowed the gate to retract as the other woman quickly got on. “T-T-Thank you so m-much.” The girl said taking a moment to breathe from her running. “Don’t sweat it. What district are you going to?” Ella asked. “O-Oh, the forty-ninth.” The woman said as she regained her breath. “Oh, that’s where I’m going.” “Ah,” The woman said with a smile and grabbed the guard rail as it started inclining. Ella knew that the plate wasn’t allowed to make any stops until it got to the destination, which she knew all too well and was grateful that she caught the platform on her floor and with nobody on it. Looking to her left Ella studied the woman next to her with a side eye. She noticed the woman had short black hair that went down to the base of her neck and short bangs that almost covered her deep blue eyes. On top of her dress was a dark red gemstone necklace that Ella felt was probably magical. But one of the biggest things Ella noticed was the massive scepter the woman was holding in front of her. It was almost as tall as the woman and appeared to be made of a deep brown wood that had been polished to the point of shine, along with a crimson red get in the shape of a sphere that the wood appeared to have a grasp on the gem. Now Ella would normally be focused on the cane as she was always curious about magical items, but there were two other objects that directed her attention, the woman’s bust. Ella didn’t understand how it was possible to have what looked to be two globes on her chest, but she didn’t want to look away. Compared to herself Ella knew she didn’t have anything on the witch woman as over the last couple years she had come to consider her body as “Pear shaped”, with her b-cup breast and big hips. But Ella quickly stopped comparing their bodies and just appreciated the view. Ella didn’t know why she kept looking, for most of her life she had considered herself as straight. But lately she had been staring at the female guards a lot more than lately that made her question some things. But now she decided to speak as she noticed they passed the seventh floor. Ella opened her mouth to talk to the woman, but no words came out as she wondered when was the last time she talked to a girl like her? It had definitely been a couple years as she wondered what to start the conversation with. Should she start with a joke? Should she ask a question? Or flirt? She quickly wondered what to do as she crossed her legs and overdramatically placed both of her hands on her head and started shaking it trying to think of something. Slightly exposing the half dollar pee stain in the front of crotch. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Well folks I know it is early for an open question, but I would love to hear your ideas as to how these two should start their friendship (And maybe more). And again, if anyone has any questions feel free to ask and if anyone would love to leave their thoughts on what’s happened so far, I am all ears. Thank you so much for reading up to now, and just remember that even though this isn’t the best forum for positive messages, I would like to say that anyone going through a hard time while reading this, that everything gets better. Now without a further ado I’d love to hear your suggestions.
  9. The sun had just started to rise. Millions of streams of light showered the world with the love and heat of a protective guardian. Slowly shadows formed away from the glowing orb as it shined brightly in the sky. The golden light passing through the hundreds of both small and big kingdoms that littered the lands of the planet called Gyra. But as the sunlight passed across the deep oceans and massive mountains of the world, it finally reached a quite island that’s inhabitants slowly began to rise and shake of the rest they needed to start the day. This island was known as The Spire, this was because while most of the isle was a massive forest, it had one unique aspect that made this name make sense. In the center of the decently sized island was a lone massive mountain that shot out from the ground and almost reached the clouds. It was a fairly thin mountain that appeared to have been sanded down throughout the millennia due to rain and erosion. But to most, the real shocking detail about this mountain was the fact that apparently it didn’t have a peak. Instead, was a flat apex that very clearly wasn’t natural. But to the people that lived on The Spire, they simply didn’t care. Rather on top of the apex of this mountain was a massive castle that belonged to the queen of this land. The castle was rather complex as it consisted of a massive gate that was flanked by two much bigger spires filled with windows connected to long walls that kept the building intact. At the corner of each two sides of the castle were once again spires that flew white and red flags that belonged to the kingdom. The castle to was also a similar color scheme as it had white walls and nice rustic red roofs that covered each ceiling of the castle. Not many knew what was inside the castle walls but were perfectly fine living their lives not knowing as the queen had treated her subjects with respect and love ever since she claimed this land almost twenty-five years ago at the young age of eighteen. Just below this castle on the incline of the mountain were shockingly houses and shops. Dug halfway into the mountain, were hundreds of homes and shops that systematically rose creating walkways out of long stretches of flat stone that connected all of these buildings. As the city lowered more houses and shops popped up that created a gorgeous scene at night where all sides of this mountain glowed like a lighthouse as people enjoyed their dinners. Now most wonder why people choose to live like this, but in reality, its due to one looming threat, demons. In the past they basically ruled this land with an iron fist as most of the deep dark forest that surrounded the mountain was home to these monsters. To most these were beasts with no rhyme or reason as to why they live other than to create chaos for a long dead king. But for the… well to frank, less than sane people, they see it as a challenge. Every day people leave the safety of The Spire to fight and win against these monsters most likely due a need to prove their better, or they just have a few screws loose they want to flaunt to the public by bringing the severed head of some massive black and white hound. Of course, there was a few exceptions to this rule, that being the few golden hearted men and women who leave their homes in hope of helping those who lack the safety they were born with. People who believe in a sort of hero code where the weak shouldn’t be afraid to live near those with power. Over time those people came together and realized they would work better together, and created an order called The Guild System. But this system wasn’t for everyone as we start our story at the edge of The Spire territory. Surrounding the mountain of The Spire was a massive wall constructed concurrently with the city. It stood well over the lower districts of the country and appeared to be made out of long pillars of white stone that shined when the sun glowed on them. But over the years it had lost its shine and soon became home to many different types of plants and vines that drooped off the edge of the wall. Just behind the wall was a small sort of village on ground level with only a dozen houses that lined up against the wall and the base of the mountain creating a small community off from the hundreds of houses at the upper layers of the mountain. This small community was normally peaceful as most of the households belonged to guards who’s job was to watch the massive walls and protect the people. Other then the guardsmen, the small settlement was a small store managed by a young married elf couple that operated out of the first floor of their home. Along with a two-story house that belonged to a mother and son. Normally this house was quiet as the son was a book worm, and the mother spent her free time gardening and taking freshly baked bread to the guardsmen around her. But today was different as a loud cry could be heard from even outside. “M-my baby,” could be heard between sobs as this grown woman cried for the world to hear. “Ma, please don’t cry, I’ll be fine,” a calmer voice reassured her. This voice belonged to a young man standing in front of the door to his house holding the woman. He had short blonde hair that almost spiked out, with a nice white button up shirt with a brown fur coat covering his shoulders. “You know I have to do this, it’s what Dad would’ve wanted.” He said, “I-I know, but its dangerous.” She replied with a sob. “Yeah it is, but we both know I cannot sit around and do nothing while people are suffering. You raised me better than that.” “A-are you really using what I told you as a kid against me?” The older woman said finding humor in this whole situation. “Eh I learned to guilt trip from the best.” The boy said releasing her from his arms. “Ugh, I guess I can’t stop you, can I? Well, be safe Warren ok.” The mother said wiping a tear from her eye as she raised her hand and gently placed a brown hair behind her ear. “I will Ma, I love you.” He said picking up a backpack and placing it on his back. “I love you too.” The boy stepped outside and sucked in some air. He took his first steps away from the house and smiled, ‘I’m gonna make you proud Dad.’ He though to himself as he walked away from the house, only to stop as he heard a yell from behind him. “Wait, Warren! Did you pack enough underwear?” His mother yelled from the doorframe of their house. Warren’s face immediately turned crimson as he looked around to see a couple of the guardsmen snickering to himself. He looked back at his mother who know had a small smile on her face. ‘She always does stuff like this!’ he thought to himself before running away from his house as fast as he could not stopping even when passed the group of now noticeable laughing guards. The mother smiled to herself and closed the door while thinking of Warren, fear plagued her, but she knew she taught him right. But that wasn’t the only thing on her mind, as she gently bid her lip and grabbed her crotch through the pair of tan khakis. She crossed her legs and bended over as she reveled in the wave. ‘God, I needed this, I couldn’t hold myself for like an hour.’ She thought to herself as the wave left her and she straightened up but kept one hand over her pussy. She knew time was important now, so she quickly walked to her room and opened her closet. Inside was a full suite of light armor minus a helmet that appeared to be cleaned daily or even more. With gentle hands she touched the armor on the wooden mannequin. She could see her reflection and she smiled. Today was the day, the day where she could finally go back. Over the past couple years, Ella Free had doubts about this life. She loved her son with all her heart, but she would admit she missed her freedom to do what she wanted. Ella quickly took the armor off the and started putting on. She had definitely put on weight in the last eighteen years as the chest plate only covered her breasts and upper stomach showing her red shirt. Her arm guards were on next, but she decided to be creative and only put her left arm armor leaving her right arm bare. She actually really liked the look, and noticed the remaining armor, she just had her skirt and boots left. She looked at her waist and immediately realized it wouldn’t even go fully around her waist, let alone cover her butt. She sighed and looked at the metal soleret’s and remembered how much they hurt her feet. Sighing out loud and shaking her head she decided she had enough on as she stepped just out of the closet and putting one hand inside of it. Ella gently pressed her hand against the back wall of the closet until she heard a small click, then slowly raised the now detached panel. Inside of the cavity was a long metal sword. Its hilt was relatively small, but the blade was long. With ease Ella took the sword out of the space and gave a gentle swing to make sure she remembered the motion. She felt better, a small breathe of excitement left her mouth as sheraised the sword and put it behind her back as she felt it stick to her armor as within the sword was a strong magnet that worked solely on Ella’s armor. How it worked she had no idea, but she wasn’t going to question it. She approached the mirror in her room and smiled as she looked at herself. Her brown hair had been put into a ponytail so she wouldn’t get an accidental haircut from her sword. Her face had nice complexion with a small birth mark under her right light blue eye. The armor had accentuated her breasts and only went down to her stomach leaving her red shirt. She just decided to wear her khakis as they were comfortable enough along with her combat boots, she’d been wearing all morning. Looking herself down she nodded and made her way to the door. Once she exited, she too breathed a small breath and looked at the shining sun. She was finally free to adventure again. Except her composure immediately faded as she once again grabbed her crotch as she felt another wave hit. Thankfully it was short, so she didn’t have to stay still for long. But she could definitely use a bathroom break, but that wasn’t the goal. She went into her pant pocket and pulled out a folded piece of paper that she quickly unfolded. Looking down with a small smile, she read out loud, “The Omorashi Guild, never to late to adventure.” Smiling to herself Ella put the flier back in her pocket and wondered if she should walk or weight for one of the local cable cars to rise up the mountain. She had to go up to district forty-nine and that was pretty far. 1.) Walk 2.) Cable Car Well, everyone, it is finally hear, what did you think? Are there any improvements you want or the like? I hope this story will one day go down in the server’s history so thoughts would be great. But yeah, sit back, relax, grab a soda, and get ready for this milf based story.
  10. Well I've officially named the world. It's name is gyra and our heroes live on a decently sized island called The Spire. This is due to the massive mountain in the center of the island that everyone lives in as thousands of houses are build on all the sides of the mountain. No one lives in the deep forests that surround the mountain due to the massive amounts of demons. The Spire is where our protagonist Ella Free lives with her son Warren. But when he decides to leave the walls of the spire our lonely milf decides its time for her own journey as she goes in her closet and grabs her old gear from her youth. But it would appear she has gained a little weight as she was able to get her chest and arm armor on, but her thighs and butt were to big to fit into the metal skirt that protected her private parts. So instead she grabs her favorite tan pants and boots and sets off half armored and ready to take on the world. Well of course with a full bladder. I mean what did you expect from a woman who loves pee dripping down her now thick thighs. What do you think so far? I really like Ella and feel she will be a great protagonist. But I must ask the audience one major question. How horny is Ella? You decide if she's a hard-core omorashi freak who cannot stop herself or is she all flirt and no bite? Or maybe something in-between?
  11. Alright I've got the first choices mapped out and I have the world all set. Now I just need to fill it. So I would love to hear about some ideas from you guys. Is their any specific monster girl races you'd like to see and specific situations you'd like to read? Following that I would love to hear about some situations you'd like to hear about. Right now I have three major characters the first is a flirty joking swordswoman milf who is a strange mix of horniness and seriousness, a shy milf who has trained her whole life to use magic who is a switch, and finally a stoick serious centaur milf who is a massive masochist (she will be introduced a little later). They belong to a guild called the omorashi guild that forces its members (all milfs) to always hold their bladder and bowels but always try to find a bathroom before they totally have an accident but there is no penalty for having one. So I would love to hear your suggestions and ideas for situations and the like.
  12. Ok so far I have our protagonist set. I won't list her name just yet but i really like her character. I also have a nice nuanced supporting cast to move the plot across. One of the characters will be a centaur woman who is looking for her child who ran away. Now I currently have it as the centaur woman just being a masochist who is also into omorashi but hides it under a cold facade and just makes excuses so she can keep holding. But if anyone wants to suggest some funny or serious reasons or excuses she says seriously why she won't go, I would love to hear them.
  13. I love these ideas a lot, but I am thinking about putting a combat system in the story that readers can use during fights. I can whip something up, or if anyone has any ideas again I am all ears. I must thank you all for supporting this idea, and look forward to the all new interactive story called "The Omorashi Guild: how the world was saved by a bunch of milfs and lots of pee". P.s. if anyone wants any specific monster girls involved, just list their name and a reference picture and I will see what I can do.
  14. Ok I'm obviously now going to do this. But I want to write something memorable for the server, so would you all mind a story with depth and character? I mean like something not just omorashi (but there still will be lots and I mean lots of it) but a way to actually like the characters and make them feel real. I would love suggestions and opinions.
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