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KiraFan

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    Bathroom Control
    Bedwetting
    Hyper wetting
    Watersports
    Biting
    Bondage
    Crossdressing
    Cuddling
    Exhibitionism
    Face-sitting
    Furry
    Futanari
    Gags
    Gender bender
    Humiliation
    Immobilization
    Licking
    Master / Pet
    Master / Slave
    Pee drinking
    Pleasure control
    Public humiliation
    Sadism / Masochism
    Sissification
    Spanking
    Stomach bulging
    Tomboys

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  1. I'm not familiar with AOT but I could do some reasearch and give it a shot To add to danganronpa characters I'd like to write, since I just finished part 3, pretty much any of the V3 cast. I really liked that bunch.
  2. (Honestly, I was into it, but it definitely wasn't planned) I was on one of those swings that hang from a tree branch and listening to music while chugging down some soda. I was there for a long time, like enough time to listen to all the Jojo openings twice (lol) I decided I was gonna do some holding, and when I was just about done, I challenged myself to standing on the swing while desperate, which was a lot harder to keep balance on than I'd imagined it would be, and I was starting to lose it, but just then, my dad walked out to go to the store, stopping by me to let me know first. I couldn't make a move to hold myself or anything like that, so I had to quickly drop down to hide the leaking. Once he was gone, I figured I could salvage the situation, or, at least, my shorts, so I went inside to use the restroom. It was occupied. I tried to wait, but I was really starting to loose it, so I looked for anywhere private, but since we'd just come back from a vacation, the house had life feed security cameras everywhere in and around it, I could only go to the front yard, as I didn't want to be caught on camera in such a predicament. I began to panic and backed myself against a big tree beside the neighbors fence and our shed and tried to think of a remedy for the situation while I delayed the inevitable, crossing and uncrossing my legs. I really hoped nobody was watching from the houses across the street (or anywhere, for that matter). It wasn't long before I lost control and kind of just let my body fall onto the ground in a crooked sitting 'w' position and pissed in the grass. Still a little in shock, I kind of just sat there in the little puddle thinking of what to do. Defeated and embarrassed, I took the only way out I could think of. I took of my shirt (Which was also pretty humiliating for me, as I've never really taken my shirt off like that outside due to insecurity about my pot belly), wrapped it around my waist, and made my way to the pool in the back yard. I dipped myself in the chlorinated water to mask the accidents look and smell and put my shirt back on before going inside to finally push off the soaked clothing, as the bathroom was open again. What a day!
  3. I haven't written Kira in so long I'm gonna go all out on this one. Kinks upon kinks. Writing tropes. Self indulgent. Self insert. Suspiciously plot convenient stand powers. High intensity. High horny level. Rape/non-con warning Enjoy it if you can. Kira woke up, and was oddly fully clothed and lying on the sidewalk, bathing in sunlight...Wait...On the sidewalk?...Kira quickly sat up, his face burning in shame. How did he get here? and when? He couldn't seem to remember. Quickly picking himself up, he looked around. People were definitely staring. How embarrassing. Kira swallowed hard and looked at the ground as he started on a walk back home. It was only a few steps into his walk that he finally felt it. A sudden and sharp urge to urinate. It hit him like a train and he wasn't ready. He paused all movements, stiffening with his legs pressed close together. He just barely stopped himself from leaking. "No...Not now...not here. " He whispered to himself. It was all happening too fast. He began a cautious shuffle to a familiar small restaurant. It was the only way he'd be able to make it to a restroom, he thought. Kira was sweating bullets. His heavy breathing and rushed mannerisms drawing more attention to himself. He wished people would stop looking at him as he pushed past staff and customers alike. The heavy fullness sloshing inside of him and angrily throbbing with each step was enough to make him drop his pride for a moment to let out a desperate whimper. As soon as he entered the restroom and ensured the door was locked, he let himself double over, holding his groin to regain control. His eyes squeezed shut as his frame trembled. Lettings out a shuttering breath, he opened his eyes again, only to meet the eyes of another man. He fell backward in fear, clutching the wall behind him. His voice was nothing but a pathetic squeak as he found himself unable to speak. It was a miracle the scare hadn't caused a flood in his pants. He locked eyes with the man, who licked his lips and grabbed Kira's face, adoring his incredulous expression. Kira's heart pounded. No matter how hard he tried, Killer Queen wouldn't emerge. Kira was frozen. "Listen to me, pretty kitten..." the mans soft, yet firm voice tickled his ears, his hair was not very interesting in terms of style. Long and straight with swooped bangs. It was the color Kira found his eyes locking onto. It was firetruck red. An intense, yet somehow charming contrast to his black and white checkered suit. The next word snapped him out of his trance, "We don't want any trouble now, do we? Get on your knees, bitch." the man grinned. the scene was all too familiar. Kira felt tears burning in the corners of his eyes. Was he really about to get face-fucked in a restaurant bathroom? To his surprise, he was mistaken. after dropping to his knees, another command was given, "Ass to your heels. I want you to get real comfortable before I step on your weak little tummy." Kira couldn't help but blush at this comment, and having no other option, he obliged. The man leaned into his face, grabbing it by the chin, "I'm gonna give you a little choice here...What turns you on more, men or women?" His smug grin dropped into a glare, "Don't lie to me, piss kitty..." the mans lips moved dangerously close to his own. Kira struggled to get any words out. "I...prefer women..." he gulped. "You prefer women?" The man pulled away and scoffed, pushing Kira's head down. When Kira lifted his head up, he was stunned. the man in front of him was...well, he was actually a she now. Her curvy figure and delicate hands gave it away immediately, not to mention her chest pushing outward against her suit. She pulled the suit open, freeing her chest just enough to slot his face between her breasts "Say it right, kitty boy," her sultry voice sent shivers down Kira's spine. He gazes into her violet eyes with lust, "you like this, huh? How about this?" she plunged her fingers into his soft lips. He immediately got to work on suckling the digits, tracing over the texture over and over with his tongue as if he was mapping her fingerprints with it. His bladder was suddenly overcome with desperation and he leaked a bit into his boxers. He moaned at the taste of relief and she pulled away, slapping his face, "Now answer the question, kitty. What turns you on more?" she caressed his chest through his suit before working to undo it. "Women...woman turn me on...And since you want to hear me be so crude, I suppose you'd delight to know that I'm hard right now, thanks to you. I just wanted to use the restroom, you dirty bitch." Kira's lower lip extended in a pout. It was quickly wiped out with another slap. He moaned at this. "You've got some balls talking to me like that, piss kitty." she pressed her heel into Kira's bladder. He let out a strained groan. Piss began soaking his pants from the center of his hard bulge, "You know...You're gonna have to cum before you can empty that cute little bladder..." she placed a hand over Kira's eyes, and once he was allowed to see again, the person before him was, once again, a man, "I wonder if I can still make you cum as a man, hmm?" His fingers teased Kira's nipples. He lifted one of Kira's hands and licked at the palm for a while, loosing himself in it. He pulled away and chuckled, "Apologies, I lost myself..." "Shut up..." Kira muttered, not sure himself why he was even so bothered such a mild provocation. This earned him a firm slap. This was notably much more deliberate than the previous, and with his thick, masculine hands, much more jarring. "Don't talk to me like that, bitch. Unless you wanna be my slave for more than just today. Now, get up." He slapped his face again, leaving a red mark. Kira complied, looking away as tears began to fall from is face. The woman was back again. "Oh, you poor, poor baby. You wanna cry? Go ahead and cry, my pretty little piss kitty," She caressed his body, licking his face and neck and undressing him slowly as he cried, his bladder aching. Before he knew it, the woman was a man again. "Hands on the wall," he demanded. Kira pressed his palms to the wall, bracing himself for what he knew was about to happen. Just as expected, the man entered him from behind. It was dry and painful, but the man didn't seem to care, he just pounded into him until he was wet with his own arousal. Kira's whole body was a shaking, sweating mess as the mans cock repeatedly pushed against his bladder and prostate. He cried out several times, no longer worried about his pride. It hurt, and it was just too many sensations at once. Eventually, his body gives in to the sensations, lurching violently as it decides to release both cum and piss at once, doing so with urgent force and messy direction. Kira nearly screamed out. He would have if it weren't for the man pushing a palm to his mouth, "Shhh...we've already spent so much time here...Wouldn't wanna get caught like this, would we?" Kira looked on wordlessly at the cum and urine that now painted the wall before him. He just wanted to cry his throat sore, "Now, put your clothes back on, my pretty little piss kitty." It was the last he heard of the strange, shapeshifting being before they seemed to vanish just as mysteriously as they had appeared. Kira complied.
  4. This has way more sexual frustration/desperation than I originally intended lol. This is a very horny fic. "Yes, Yoshikage...I want you to indulge yourself to the fullest. I want you to enjoy this. I wish to show you experiences that you would have never guessed you would derive pleasure from." The words flowed from Diavolos lips like a soothing stream, peaking the blonde's curiosity. "You intend to arouse me? A man?" he scoffed and smiled, "I've never once in my life been aroused by a male, nevermind by any of his unusual fetishes, " he threw himself onto his bed, "You interest me. I'm not sure what motive you carry, but my curiosity gets the better of me. Let's see what you've got for me." Kira locked eyes on the man's hands as they began undoing his shirt, teasing the skin underneath, "May I ask a question?" "It depends..." "How do you know so much about me?" "Yoshikage...you reek of arousal. How could I not follow such an enticing scent? I am alone in this world, Yoshikage. I have not a single companion. I will fail to obtain pleasure if I don't seek it out." "Ah..." Kira's face flushes, feelings of vulnerability washing over him "Is it...Is it really so obvious?" "No, no...Not to the average passerby. Now, ease your fretful mind," Diavolo ran his palm along the side of Kira's face, "I took great care of my hands for you, Yoshikage '' they would delight to feel the caress of your tongue. Now clean my paws, you dirty cat~" He heard Kira's breath hitch nervously. The man below him hesitated, then parted his lips ever so slightly. "You...somehow, your hands, " his voice trembled, eyes half closed, "They're so...p-perfect, " he shuddered and grasped Diavolos hand before lapping at it with unorthodox lust. It wasn't long before he had the fingers crammed into his mouth to the knuckles, drool trailing down his chin. "Dirty, cat...Slurping and moaning with no shame? Just a moment ago, you were doubting that a man could possess the ability to arouse you. If only you could see yourself now...Is there ever a moment that you aren't a horny little bastard? Diavolo laughed," In fact...You're always looking to get yourself off, aren't you? You've based your whole lifestyle around it. Every single kill...every life you've taken...it was for that needy little prick of yours'' he spat those last words harshly, "how endearing~" “Fuck off.” Kira panted, freeing himself from his pants and boxers. Diavolo grabbed him by the wrists and pinned him, “Ugh…you…What is this? What are you doing to me?” fear clouded his eyes. “Relax. I just don’t want you touching it yet. Don’t make me tie you up, now.” “Your name…I never got your name…” Kira gulped. Pink hair formed a curtain around his face as hot breath drew closer. “Call me Boss,” his chin was grasped, and before he knew it, he was kissing the man he’d just met. Suddenly, a pressure made itself known just above his beltline. Diavolos hand was resting over his bladder. It was only now that he realized his need for a restroom. His lips still locked to the other, he groaned and thrashed his head. The man on top of him pulled back, “What is it now, little kitty?” “I could kill you at any moment, you know…” He glared. “Yet you haven’t done so…I wonder why that is~” “Grrr…Forget it! You know what you’re doing. Cut it out.” Kira grit his teeth, glaring at Diavolo. “Why now? We’re just getting started. I’ve been wanting to show you this for a long time, Yoshikage…Don’t tell me you’ve changed your mind…” “You want…Y-you want to toy with my bladder? Is that really what gets you going?” a spike of pressure vanquished Kiras glare, replacing it with a whiney moan. He bit his lip and turned his head, flustered. Why did it feel so good when his bladder was tortured like that? “Why not? It seems like you’re enjoying it!” Diavolo pushed Kiras bladder and kept the pressure held down, making the blonde squirm and moan dramatically. “Please, let me use my hands, B-boss! My body c-can’t do it alone!” Kira gripped the sheets. “Wow~ how obedient! I didn’t even have to ask you to beg! Go ahead kitty~” Diavolo grinned. Kira gripped his cock with haste, squeezing to block the flow. Diavolos' hand only pressed harder, eliciting a yelp from him. Kira began to tremble, tears pooling in his eyes. “Boss…P-please have mercy…it feels so good, but it’s starting to hurt. I really really need to go…” his voice wavered heavily as he was on the brink of losing control, his body quaking with effort to hold it alone. “Look at you…so delicate…so afraid…You don’t even know if you’ll be able to hold it anymore with each passing moment. With every new second, you half expect to burst. Am I correct?” “Urk- Y-yes Boss!” Kira strained, then gasped as the pressure eased. He took a moment to catch his breath, no longer hurting quite as much. Diavolos' hand had lifted from his sensitive bladder bulge. He could no longer resist the urge to pump his throbbing manhood and he did just so with feverishness, not afraid to moan. He was utterly lost in pleasure. Diavolo sloppily kissed Kira's head, prodding at the pisshole with his tongue. Kira suddenly let out a particularly pitchy moan before Diavolo felt his mouth filling with liquid. He nearly choked trying to swallow it all. When Kira was finally emptied and his breathing had steadied, Diavolo kissed him once more, transferring the taste. “See…I did all of this for you. Now you owe me, Yoshikage…Please…I beg of you,” Diavolos' demeanor changed completely. He clung to Kira's face with pleading eyes, “I…I haven’t had a proper orgasm in ages, Yoshikage, “His voice shook as if he were about to cry, “I can’t take it anymore…Please…help me…” “Hmph…and you teased me for being horny?” Kira could only smile.
  5. (Self-indulgent self insert warning) "Shhhhhhh...Now, darling." I whisper, "I want you to be my submissive little pet for the day," I caress his face, "Purr for me like a good kitty, now," I instruct, scratching underneath his chin. He chuckles through his gag and proceeds to let out a gurgled groan, "Oh, how cute you sound making noises like that...Purring just for me~" I can't contain my laughter as I massage along his jawline, my heart racing with excitement. I sit on top of him just below the chest and he grunts, almost struggling to breathe under my weight, "tell me..." I begin tying his wrists to the bed posts, "How much tea did you drink earlier? If I remember correctly...You served yourself two cups..." I tighten the rope until he moans, "After that...I gave you five more..." I tighten the other rope, "Seven cups? Wow...your pretty little body can hold a lot~" I slide my body down to put my weight over his visibly overextended bladder and he nearly sobs, a tear trickling down his face, "Oh, poor baby~ You really need to go, huh?" I can feel him squirming beneath me and tugging against the ropes with lust in his eyes. He's enjoying this as much as I am. I lick the tear from his face and start bouncing myself over his bladder rhythmically. He tries to hold back his whimpers, but gives in when I increase the pressure, whining and squeaking with need and pleasure equally, "Can you hold it, darling?" he stares deeply into my eyes. By the look he's giving me, I can tell he can barely hold it. I grin and lift myself off of him and he pants heavily, writhing in needy bliss, "Hey...it's alright...you can let it out now. I know you need to...We wouldn't want it to start hurting." I kiss his neck, "Darling kitten~ Will you purr for me again when you relieve yourself?" I begin rubbing his bladder in gentle circles, causing him to leak in his pants. I watch the urine dribble down and form a small puddle below him. He purrs and moans before fully letting go. A strong rush of fluid bursts from the fabric of his pants. He gasps and lets out a particularly erotic moan as the relief takes over his body. It seems that at that same moment, he'd reached orgasm, as the urine was mixed with thick white in the rapidly growing puddle. I push into his bladder to make sure he fully empties it before giving him a moment to calm his rapid breathing, "So cute...you're shaking...Feel better?" He looks at me, sighs, and snuggles up to me before closing his eyes. I hold him and stroke his hair until he's fast asleep. I'll get him washed up when he wakes.
  6. Sorry. This is just me fantasizing in a very self-indulgent way. Thought I'd post in case anyone else happens to like Korekiyo. (He's so pretty) I can't stop thinking about scenarios with Korekiyo (age 19 by the way). Like how he would act if he was really desperate. Would he tear up? Would he make cute noises? Whimpering and grunting? Would he fidget or would he freeze up? Shudder and tremble? And just imagine tying him up in his favorite rope while he desperate. I wonder if he'd enjoy something like that. I'd love to watch him squirm and tell him to beg for permission to piss himself. That would be so amazing. He probably looks so damn pretty when he's embarrassed or crying. I wonder if he'd let me massage his bladder while he lets it out. Or maybe massage his jawline and look him dead in the eyes while wets himself on top of me and it just soaks into our clothing. I would kill (not really) to hear his breathing getting heavy and uneven the more desperate he gets. I wonder if he'd be the type to moan under the intensity of relief after a long or heavy holding. I wanna draw him wetting so bad but he looks so damn hard to draw, especially in the positions that I'd want to draw him in. I can just imagine him on his knees with his hands between his legs and his head down to hide his shame. Or his arms crossed tightly over his chest while he stiffens up with the effort to hold back and his legs are just barely crossed. Maybe even him getting himself off while desperate... God, desperate Kiyo would be so fucking good. *internal screaming*
  7. "C-Cioccolata?" Secco whispered, rolling over in the cage and pressing his spine against it. He got no response at first, running his fingers along the bars as he listened to anything he could pick up in the darkness. He was just about to speak once more when he heard the echoes of Cioccolatas dress shoes stepping along the concrete of the basement floor. His heart leapt with excitement as his master approached. "Yes, Secco?" Ciocolata drew the words out. Secco heard shuffling as his master knelt down beside him, letting out a hot breath against the back of his neck. He shuddered. With accuracy like that, Secco concluded that he must have been wearing his night vision goggles. Secco had almost forgot the reason he'd spoken up at all. "It's full..." He announced the change in the state of his bladder at Cioccolatas request, "I like it..." he let out a hot breath of his own, beginning to tease himself through Oasis. The sounds of Cioccolata freeing himself from his pants filled the room, soon to be replaced with his contented sighing. Secco groaned, "Can I?" tugging at his hard-on. "Beg, puppy." Cioccolata growled, "and don't forget to call me your doctor." "Grrh..." Secco whimpered and huffed, "Please...Please, can I get myself off, Doctor?" "Oh, good boy~" Cioccolata moaned, "Yes, Secco. Do it." Secco could hear his masters voice breaking. The two panted in the dark, stroking themselves. Lost in the moment. Secco could feel the pressure building inside him, his bladder now bulging out beneath his belly. Waves of need and pleasure pulsed through him as he strained to maintain his hold through the growing need to build up to an orgasm. It wouldn't be long until his body became confused and couldn't decide what to let out first. Secco moaned in desperation, his organs throbbing. "I can't! I can't hold on much longer!" Secco cried out, pumping himself feverishly. "No! S-Secco...Pinch yourself shut and try to hold it for me..." Cioccolata panted. Secco squeezed himself at the tip, still stroking. His eyes burned with the urge to cry as he let out desperate yelps. The pressure of the fluid trying to force itself out was starting to become strong. The liquid fought hard against his pinched urethra, having nowhere to go after his bladder had taken in more than its max capacity, stretching to accommodate. Secco squirmed and whimpered restlessly until, finally, his body gave in. Secco yelled out in bliss, both cum and urine bursting from his tip with impressive force. He shook and gripped the cage bars as it happened, sweat and tears pouring from his face. The relief was indescribable. "Fuck, Secco~" Cioccolata reached his own orgasm at the sight, biting his lip as he watched the bulge under Seccos belly gradually shrink. The two of them panted for a while before lying on the ground in their own filth and falling asleep.
  8. Some characters I want to write omo for but don't know how to go about/ lack motivation for rn: Open to suggestions/ideas! Jojo's: Kakyoin (Probably a situational accident) Akira (Maybe forced accident or accident due to his own stupidity) Daniel D'Arby (accident due to his stupid pride) Avdol (Anything cute. Avdol is adorable) Josuke (Whiney bitch) Okuyasu (Whiney-er bitch) Mista (I must fluster sweet little Mista. with his buddy Trishhhh) Ghiaccio (I want him to cry. Public humiliation) Prosciutto (Break down a strong man) Part 4 Jotaro (Stoic man? Make him piss himself, obviously) Secco (Bondage wetting, of course) Doppio (baby) Tiziano and Squalo (Couple piss<3) Gyro and Johnny (Desperate buddies <3) KARS Ace Attorney: Edgeworth, obviously Gumshoe? Phoenix, of course Klavier Meekins Jake Marshal Danganronpa: Mondo Kiyotaka Gundham TF2: Sniper. nuff said Thats it, lol Marvel: Dr. Strange because fuck you Loki because Loki -and I also because I love watching powerful people suffer and endure shame Side note: I may be able to do full-on requests some time(s) this year. Free stories? O-O...
  9. Extension: (Hand fetish stuff) Attachment was something of a rare emotion for Yoshikage to feel. It wasn't that he was unable to form such bonds, but rather that he avoided them. The thing was, he didn't care for attachment. It would only serve to get in the way of the ideal life he was living. His countless discarded girlfriends, strangers erased at his convenience, and lack of platonic companions were a result of such a lifestyle and attitude. This time, however, Kira paused. He though about it for a moment. This man, his coworker, had seen his suffering and helped him. This pain had lain a hand on one of his most intimate places. Nobody had ever treated him in such a way. Such a selfless and tender care. Almost like that of a lover. Kira shuddered as an unusual sensation began taking ahold of him. A tightness in his chest. He zipped his pants and did his best to tuck away the erection, his nails painfully growing even more. Nobody else was here. No matter what he did in here, nobody would find out. He could kill this man with ease, so why was he hesitating. "Are...you alright?" his coworker timidly turned to face Kira, who was still awkwardly standing in front of the urinal. Kira gulped. In this moment he became aware of several things at once. The sore pain in his organs, the way he couldn't read the mans emotions and, most alarmingly, the realization that he didn't want to kill this man. The thought crossed his mind once more. no matter what he did in here, nobody would find out... "It hurts..." He found himself muttering, "I'm sorry...I've made such a fool of myself today." "no, no, it's fine...I should be the one saying sorry. I...I was behaving inappropriately and...I didn't even..." the man sighed into his hands, "I'm sorry, Mr. Kira..." "Your hands are really soft, you know...and," Kira took a breath, "I've always had a thing for hands. Typically, I'd prefer that of a female, but yours are quite something, I must admit," He looked into the mans eyes and sees him look away. "Oh...That's...n-nice," the mans face flushes, "You uh...wanna hold them?" he extends his arms. Kira grabs ahold of one of them and slips the fingers into his mouth, moaning at the warmth of them. The fingers twitch and tremble against his tongue as the man whimpers, "Mr. Kira...I like this...I do wanna keep doing this, but I kind of need to pee too, now, and-" he was interrupted when Kira pulled the fingers from his mouth and pressed their lips together. falling to the ground, Kira pulled the man on top of him. "Would you please use those pretty hands of yours to rub my sides? They really hurt~" Kira fake pouted, but the request was genuine. "O-ok...here. I hope this can ease the pain a little." The man reached under Kira's shirt and began caress his sides in tender circular motions, prompting the blonde to sigh. Kira slowly introduced the grinding of his hips against the others to the rhythmic motions of his touch. The two groaned, heat building between them, "Kira, wait...I just" "Quiet...I know," Kira grabbed the mans ass, increasing his pace, "I want you do do it right here..." "But, your clothes-" "I don't care...please...And get my face, too," Kira bit his lip, loosing himself in the moment. The man nodded and freed himself from his pants. "I'm gonna have to stand up...Kneel for me." He said as he got to his feet. "Yes, sir~" Kira complied, grinning. The man pulled Kira forward and pushed himself into his mouth, beginning to thrust. "You're- ung- g-gonna have to work for what you want, Mr. Kira!" He moaned. Kira smiled, and soon enough, the man was close, his body tensing. He pulled out of Kira's mouth and painted his face white with a shuddering sigh. This, however, was soon washed away with the hot stream of urine. the fluid poured and splashed along Kiras face, dampening his hair and soaking into his clothing. "Fuck...this is so good..." Kira closed his eyes and let it happen, getting quite close as well. Just after his climax, Kira realized what he was doing and panicked. In an instant, he sputtered regretful apologies, his stomach churning with anxiety and shame. Killer queen took care of the rest... Made an extension! UvU
  10. Sorry about any canon inconsistencies. I was too tired to look into them when I wrote this. Toyohiro was beyond stressed. a crowd of curious people had formed around his tower as if he was some sort of freak or art exhibit. Normally. he wouldn't care too much and just ignore them, but he was having one of those days. He was highly irritable and just wanted to be left alone. Eventually, the crowd struck a nerve with him and he told them to leave. although a bit rudely, telling them to, "fuck off," because he was tired and wanted to rest. Nobody listened to him. some even laughed. Enraged, he tried to scare the people off by yelling and throwing things at them, but it only seemed to amuse them further. The frustrating part was that, unlike stand users, he couldn't;'t attack them. Eventually, he gave up and decided to fake sleep, hoping they'd go away. Time passed and people had come and gone, but still a crowd. Not Toyohiro was nervous. He hated to admit it to himself, but he really had to pee, and with all these people around, including children, if he were to just whip it out and go, he could get into some serious trouble, nevermind the though of someone seeing or possibly even photographing his dick. He shook his head at the thought and continued to silently pray that they would leave. Oddly enough, all the eyes on him made his bladder ache with need. The fact that he was unable to relieve himself was only making his need more powerful. Toyohiro growled to himself as the weight in his abdomen increased. He was filling. his tiny muscles fought against the liquid pressure as the urine urged itself to be let out. He sat still, unable to to anything else but grip the tower and tremble. Eventually, his bladder was swollen, and the fullness was visible through his clothing. Toyohiro groaned and crossed his legs. It was getting hard to hold and it was beginning to hurt. People had begun to take pictures. He would never live it down if a photo of him urinating all over himself started circling around. He felt tears welling up in his eyes and he bit his lip to keep them held back. Why couldn't they just leave him alone? He was grateful that they couldn't hear his whimpers and sniffles. Desperation catching up to him, he threw his hands between his legs to help hold it in, shame burning his face. The crowd was starting to catch on to his need now, with some people feeling bad and leaving while others began recording or mocking him. Ugh. This was why he hated people so much. Toyohiro shouted curses at them and felt himself starting to cry. He couldn't help it. This really sucked. It seemed like there was only one way out, and it was even worse than things already were. He gulped and pulled his knees up to his chest, burrying his face in them. This was it. He wasn't able to hold it much longer. Toyohiro began to shake violently, pain stinging his abdomen. His bladder was huge and strained inside him, the muscles holding the weight of the fluid ready to give out. Squeezing his eyes shut, he braced himself for the inevitable, and sure enough, after a desperate yelp, piss burst from him with an urgent force he was unable to stop. He could feel his bladder shrinking and let out quiet moans of relief. Letting it out felt so good. His clothes soaked and urine began raining down on the crowd, which had errupted wit chatter and other commotion that Toyohiro was too distressed to distinguish. He began sobbing into his knees. Suddenly, the crowd dispersed, people leaving the site, and looking up, Toyohiro noticed a police officer shooing them away form the area. As relieving as this was, he was scared as well. Was he going to be in trouble? Once the crowd was gone, he saw something weird happen. The officers body began to change. That's when it hit him. This was the alien he'd met a while back. Mikitaka. The pale figure approached cautiously. Toyohiro ducked his face back into his knees. "It is alright...It was nothin you could help. you did no wrong." the alien spoke softly, "Please do not feel ashamed," "I..." Toyohiro sniffled. When he felt a hand rest on his shoulder, he lost it. He broke down in humiliated sobs and latched onto them, burrying his face in their chest. Mikitaka just help him and let him cry as much as he needed.
  11. Extension!: (watersports, dubcon, and hand fetish) "Hey...No need to be sorry..." The man was kneeling close beside Kira now, urine soaking into his jeans. The sight made Kira visibly cringe as he gritted his teeth, "Look at me.." "Huh?" was all that Kira uttered before his eyes met the others. The man before him had an undeniable lust in his gaze. "I...Like this..." The man placed his hands on Kira's thighs, remaining eye contact, "I've liked things like this for a long time..." He slid a hand over Kira's crotch, letting his other hand fall down into the still-warm puddle with a barely audible splash. Kira gulped and struggled to steady his breath, "Ever since..." The man hesitated. "Ever since you were a boy?" Kira whispered. The man chuckled and pushed Kira back. He grinned at the blondes new position, elbows supporting him, knees in the air, clothing soaked in his own piss. "What are you passionate about?" The man pushed Kira's legs apart and crawled between them, positioning himself over him, hands beside his head, " Look at you...you're so beautiful...tell me, please. "Hands..." Kira looked away, only to have his head pulled back and a pair of fingers stroking his lips. He was really falling apart. The shock of it all had caused him to forget about Killer Queen, but his curiosity took hold of him...besides, he could easily do away with this man after all was said and done... "Do you...do you want this?" Kira only parted his lips in response, pushing his tongue against the skin of the fingers entering them. The texture of the fingerprints dragging along his taste buds making him moan. His moans became drawn out as the man began palming him through his pants, "I wanna piss on you." "You want to-" Kira's eyes widened. "Yes. Do you want it?" The man undid both of their pants, freeing them from their respective boxers, "Do you want my hand?" "I...do..." Kira closed his eyes and let his head fall back in defeat, shivering as the warm fingers curled around his cock. "Breathe..." The man instructed before pumping Kira at a feverish pace. Kira yelped and bit his lip, trembling and sweating, "Deep breaths, " Kira growled and whimpered, sucking air through his teeth. "S-slow down! I'm g-gonna cum already-y" Kira grunted. "Then do it." "F-fuck!" Kira felt his toes curling through his orgasm, feeling a warm fluid hitting his chest. the warmth spread over him and pooled beneath him rapidly, coupled with sighing laughter from the other. He didn't have to open his eyes to know the source. "You ok?" the man above him whispered. "Yeah..." Kira fluttered his eyes open to the strangers hard-on in his face. What was he doing? He bit back the sudden urge to cry and got back up on his elbows, "you want help with that?" I did an extension. Hope you enjoy!
  12. Oh, man, I could never. I'd be on full display, even if I did have a pp
  13. I personally find it really embarrassing, especially since it usually only happens in emergencies and my nudity is barely concealed by surrounding structures. I don't particularly enjoy public nudity. I hate that in the most private spot I can find, I can see several of my neighbors windows and back porches while I'm exposed. I would feel utterly humiliated if one of them saw me one day.
  14. The first time, my cousin was taking a long shower. I had just finished a long gaming session and really needed to pee. I walked in and out of my room a few times, but it soon became clear that I wouldn't be able to wait, and I couldn't go outside either because it was too late at night. I was nervous, as the house is small and heavily occupied. I went into the kitchen, which is connected to the Livingroom where my grandfather was sleeping via 2 mini hallways, one of which passes by the basement door, where my cousins bedroom is as well as the front door. Having no options left and starting to panic, I pulled down the blinds, hid behind the fridge and quietly pissed in a plastic cup before dumping it outside. The second time, a day later, was a while after I had finished a whole bottle of soda on my own and my brother was waiting for the bathroom since it was occupied. I knew I wouldn't be able to wait with the way things were going, so I went to go outside, but my grandfather was in the garage, so that wasn't an option. I was already bursting by then and getting dangerously close to it hurting, so I went for the cup once more, praying nobody would wander into the kitchen, than bought the cup outside to dump it out while nobody was watching.
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