Jump to content
Search In
  • More options...
Find results that contain...
Find results in...
Existing user? Sign In

Sign In



Sign Up

desperation_fan

Soggy Member
  • Posts

    401
  • Joined

Everything posted by desperation_fan

  1. So I've completed the series and I found nothing omo-related. There was one instance where a character asked to use the bathroom, but it was clearly a ruse to snoop around, so I opted not to add it. I'm going to be watching "First Kill" next, so if I find anything in that, I'll submit it.
  2. I haven't finished yet, only got halfway through episode 3. Other stuff came up, but I'm gonna try to finish it over the next few days.
  3. I have started the new season of Stranger Things. If anything relevant is to be found, I will add it to the PML. I added two preexisting scenes to the list earlier today. Hopefully I find something of interest here.
  4. Hey, so I just submitted a new scene from an interactive TV show, "Wizard School Dropout". Big thanks to Paperban for uploading it! As far as these types of scenes go, it's not bad. The need to pee serves a purpose to the plot and it's mentioned more than once. Plus the viewer can trigger a scene with the right choice!
  5. It's been updated as of this morning!
  6. For people I'd want to humiliate (and that I'd enjoy seeing it happen to): Laura Ingram Megyn Kelly Ivanka Trump ...I think I've said too much about my political leanings and beliefs lol (I know it says one, but you can't put a limit on these things!) For real life celebs I'd want to see just for my own enjoyment (without consequence or guilt attached): Mila Kunis Jennifer Lawrence Kristen Bell I feel like all three of them would take it in stride and not be too embarrassed about it.
  7. I just tried, it's not letting me actually submit the scene. I click the button and nothing happens.
  8. @marcusx41 Are you going to be updating the list at some point? I submitted some new entries either last week or the week before. Also, I was trying to add something to the Live with Kelly and Ryan page, but it doesn't allow me to choose a new episode or submit it? I sent a support ticket, but it doesn't appear to have been fixed.
  9. Just letting you all know that I am currently working on something for this. It may take a few days, but I'll link it when it's ready.
  10. Royal Pain: The Desperate Journal of Princess Kelly Entry One: Waiting for an Audience Dear Journal, Another of mother’s audiences. I cannot tell you how tedious these are becoming. For two years, my mother has ruled our Kingdom (I know, there is no king, but mother insists) since usurping and banishing her sister, the Dishonorable Queen Zoradia. Now, Auntie Zoradia is returning to the Kingdom to retake the throne. Which would probably concern me far more if I didn’t desperately need the toilet right now. I know, every entry seems to involve my needing to relieve myself, very un-princess-like behavior, mother would say. But mother’s not the one wearing these god-awful corsets that squash her bladder. I realize it’s tradition for the heiress to wear them, but it’s not very practical for performing biological necessities. Mother is very concerned about Auntie Zoradia returning to power. After all, as the Male Empowerment Movement is just starting to pick up steam, the return of the former Queen would certainly derail all progress. We just recently allowed men to open their own shops. Zoradia would have those men fed to the trolls for such an endeavor! But mother believes in equality for all. In fact, she’s even backing a male candidate for Village Representative. At this point, he would merely be a deeper voice at a table with four women and the Queen, but some progress is better than none, according to mother. I try to stay out of the political ring. I know, one day, I am expected to take over mother’s rule, but that’s not the life I want. I would give anything to be a commoner. To wear the less obstructive simple dresses and vests. To be able to visit shops by myself, rather than having to be accompanied by a gaggle of girls that I must pretend are my friends. To be able to use the toilet anytime and anywhere… Curse that extra cup of tea at breakfast! I must admit, Journal. My situation is growing more dire. My legs are crossed, of course, which is mandatory for a royal in public. But I would give anything to be able to grab my womanhood and give a quick squeeze, to relieve this awful pressure. If I were a commongirl, I could simply nip off to the town square toilet, as I’ve seen many other girls do since mother began speaking. But the Princess, doing her business in the view of others? It would cause a stir! Mother’s cause would lose all ground and she could be discredited, even made a puppet to a new leader. I couldn’t do such a thing to her, so I will hold it in. As much pain as I am in, I do this for the crown. Long live Queen Yasmine! ------------------------------------------------------------- This is the story of Princess Kelly, daughter of the Honorable Queen Yasmine. It is a story of fighting for what's right. It is a story of daring to change the world. It is also the story of a young woman who is desperate to pee. A lot. As Kelly closed her journal, she heard cheering and immediately began politely clapping. Then she heard the trumpeters begin to play and quickly stood up, wincing as the liquid she was holding back sloshed around inside her. Her mother stood and waved, then began to regally stride out of the court. That was Princess Kelly’s cue to make her way out the rear door and wait at the carriage for her mother. She held her skirt, showing off her bare ankles. As she stepped outside, the sun shone down on her, causing her to blink rapidly as her eyes adjusted. Her tanned skin gleamed under the hot rays from above. It was very warm. A young woman was standing by the carriage, wearing traditional work boots, long black slacks and a white corset. She dutifully handed Princess Kelly a chalice, filled with water. “To combat the heat, my royal Princess,” said the young blonde as she bowed her head in the presence of the Princess. Kelly politely accepted the cup. “Thank you, Georgia.” Kelly didn’t really want the drink, but it was expected that she drink it anyway. Another part of being a royal. You accepted anything given to you, as you are entitled to it. She took a sip from the chalice, appreciating the cool liquid on her tongue. What she would not appreciate was when the liquid made it’s way through her body and joined the rest of the fluid she was presently containing. She was already struggling not to make a scene in front of Georgia. But she was very desperate to relieve herself. The town square toilet was out, as it was too public. She noticed a bucket on the ground nearby, however. She wondered… “Georgia?” “Yes, my royal Princess?” Kelly rolled her eyes. Nothing annoyed her more than the use of formalities, especially when she was so deeply stressed. “I need to piss like nobody’s business!” Georgia blushed, taken aback by the Princess's use of crass language. “Understood. What would you like me to do about that, my royal Princess?” “I’m going to squat over that bucket. I need you to stand watch for me. If you hear my mother approaching, you will pelt me with an almond to get my attention. Is that understood?” The Princess made this a demand, wanting to make sure Georgia obeyed and helped her. The horsewoman nodded. “Of course, my royal Princess, your commands are mine to follow.” Georgia walked over to the corner of the building, peeking around to make sure the coast was clear. She turned and nodded at the Princess. Kelly positioned the bucket between her legs and hiked up her skirt. Pulling her knickers to the side, she dropped into a half-squat, half-hover and began to release her load. A loud patter could be heard as she felt the pressure in her bladder starting to lessen. She gave a sigh of relief as she filled the bucket. Suddenly, she felt something plonk her on the head. “Ow!” She looked up and saw Georgia motioning for her to stop. Her mother was approaching. Kelly winced as she cut short her flow. Her slit ached as it was forced closed, Kelly closing her eyes due to the effort it was taking to contain the remainder of her bladder’s contents. She shook a few drops away, then smoothed her knickers and skirt out. As her mother rounded the corner, Kelly was waiting by the carriage, trying her best not to look like she was about to burst. Georgia gave her friend an apologetic look as she helped into the carriage. The Queen was being assisted by Georgia’s brother, Montgomery. Once the women were on board, Montgomery walked away, not allowed on the royal carriage by law. Georgia took the reins of the horse as they began their trek back to their home. As they rode, Queen Yasmine leaned over and whispered in her daughter’s ear. “I’m simply bursting for the toilet!” she said. Kelly rolled her eyes. Her mother had one of the strongest bladders she knew of. This was, of course, her way of both making Kelly feel better, while at the same time warning her that she knew she had been pissing in a bucket. But she appreciated her mother not reprimanding her. After all, this was less egregious and damaging than if she had been seen using the common toilet. The ride back was uncomfortable for Kelly, her bladder desperate to release the rest of it’s contents, while rapidly filling up further, thanks to the water Georgia had given her. The carriage hit several bumps, each one followed immediately by a “I am so sorry, your Highness. My royal Princess.” Eventually, they made it home, but even then, it wasn’t as if Princess Kelly could just run to her personal toilet. After all, there was a crowd outside their quarters. It would have been poor form to rush by them without acknowledgment. Her mother led the way to the top of the steps, then stopped and turned to address the gathered crowd, many of them men and boys. As she spoke again of keeping the Male Empowerment Movement going, Kelly tried to remain poised and still. A Princess did not sway or squirm. She had to continue to give off an air of being above everyone else, even though she didn’t view herself as such. As her mother spoke, Kelly felt her bladder pressing against her womanhood, as if trying to force the rest of the liquid out. She groaned, uncomfortable at having to continue holding it, knowing relief was so close. Realizing she was in for a wait, Kelly pulled out her journal and began to write. Dear Journal, I am about to pop!!! We just arrived home, but Mother is holding a second audience with the neighbors! I am in so much distress right now, Journal! I was able to let a little bit out earlier, but not enough to make a difference. In fact, having to forcibly stop urinating only made it worse! The liquid is now crashing against my bladder wall, making want to piss like a Russian racehorse, as the saying goes. This is sheer torture! Mother just keeps going on with her speech, even though she told me she herself was bursting. I knew she was lying to me! I’m trying so hard not to squirm or fidget or do anything to draw attention to myself. I must maintain my royal image, for the sake of mother. If I were to soil myself, it would reflect poorly upon her. But I don’t know how much longer I can possibly hold on for… ------------------------------------------------------------- Can the Princess hold her pee? How long can her mother really talk for? And what plans does Zoradia have for her invasion? TO BE CONTINUED...
  11. Just a heads up, I'm working on something brand new that I hope will be ready in the next few days. I have the basic story completed, but I'm playing around with the format a bit. Plus there are a few things I want to get sorted out for future installments before the first part goes up. I have a lot of ideas in mind for this. Think of it as the Perils of Penelope Pitstop, set in a medieval world where women rule and men have limited or no rights.
  12. @marcusx41 apologies for all the edits lol it will absolutely happen again hahaha
  13. Just so people are aware, the wetting is clearly stated and shown to be fake. I actually love it, because you see the guy sitting off to the side, operating the squirting device that makes it look like she was peeing her pants. And like I said, it gave me an idea for a story, either using the same premise, or with video game characters (which I started brainstorming earlier).
  14. Thanks, it sounds funny, I'll check it out. EDIT: that was pretty funny. And it actually gave me an idea for a story lol
  15. Just to let everyone know, I spent a couple of hours making some additions/edits that just need admin approval. These include Jessica Jones, Modern Family, Girlboss, Young and Hungry, and Pretty Little Liars. What would be cool is if, after they're posted, someone could look and add any scenes I may have missed.
  16. I mean, in the latter situation, it just sort of happened and I didn't have a response. The second one, I just laughed it off. The most recent one, I expressed sympathy, plus, it was legit funny seeing the other girl push her friend out of the serving area while yelling "Go pee!" at her. I don't really have issues in these situations, since I don't get turned on by desperation the way others on here might. I just happen to notice it happens lol obviously, I've been in situations where I've to piss so bad and not been able to, so I can sympathize. At work, we have a receptionist who drinks like a camel, so she has to pee a lot. I've gotten more than one call from her asking me to sit for her so she can go. It happens. Being around women who are desperate is basically just a part of my life at this point...
  17. Yesterday, I went into Dunks to get a coffee. The girl waiting on me seemed a little hyperactive and nervous, but I didn't think anything of it. As I was ordering, however, another girl came out from the back and said, "no, stop! I'll take his order, you go pee!" The girl waiting on me was like, "but I need to make his coffee!" Her friend then started actually pushing her out of the way lol telling her "go pee! Go pee!" Meanwhile I was just standing there greatly amused and very interested. Not even my first pee-related experience at Dunks. One day I went in and a girl who always waits on me almost knocked me over. She went, "Hi, sorry, I'm about to pee my pants!" as she ran to the bathroom. Another time, one of the girls asked her co-worker to cover for her, the co-worker was like, "sure, but can I pee first??"
  18. I decided I was going to enjoy torturing Shawna’s bladder a bit. Sure, making her wet the bed and feel humiliated was fun, but there were far more interesting ways to mess with her. “Shawna. When I command you to, you will wake up, with no memory of wetting the bed just now. You will go downstairs, drink two glasses of water, then come back up to bed and fall fast asleep. For the next day, you will not know for sure whether or not your bladder is full. You might feel a twinge here or there, or you might feel a massive urge. Or you might feel nothing at all. Maybe you make it to the bathroom, maybe you wet your pants. Maybe you’ll desperately run to the toilet, only to find your bladder was empty all along. Now… Wake up. And obey.” Shawna stirred from her hypnotic slumber. “Hey babe. Sorry, I must have dozed off.” “No problem, hon.” “I’m kinda thirsty. You mind if I go get some water?” “Go right ahead.” As she got up to go to the kitchen, I decided it was time for a piss break of my own. Getting out of bed, I went into the bathroom and pulled out my cock. I smiled as I relieved myself, pleased that I was going to have a bit of fun with Shawna. And the best part was going to be after accident number five, when my control wore off and she remembered everything that had happened to her. I flushed and washed my hands, then returned to the bedroom. Shawn returned a short time later, getting back in bed, where she promptly passed out. I couldn’t wait to see how this played out… ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I woke up in the middle of the night, feeling a strong urge to pee. I couldn’t believe my plan didn’t work, Kevin must have a super bladder or maybe magic doesn’t work on magical beings? But that was neither here nor there, because when a girl’s gotta pee, she’s gotta pee! I quickly got up, being careful not to wake Kevin, and went into the bathroom. When I sat down to go, however, I was surprised that only a light trickle came out. I’d had that feeling like, when you first wake up in the morning and you know you’ve gotta pee? Then again, with how screwed up my bladder was, I guess I was grateful it was just the minor annoyance of getting up when I didn’t really need to. I went back to bed and drifted back to sleep… “Hey, Shawna. Time to get up, babe.” “Huh?” I murmured, still in a sleepy fog. “It’s 6:30, Shawn. You’re gonna be late for work!” That got my attention! I darted from the bed to the bathroom and took a super-fast shower. My panties reeked of piss, no doubt a side-effect of Kevin’s stupid stone prank. Man, was I upset my revenge plot didn’t work! I wanted to see him piss himself! Oh well, no time to worry about that right now. I grabbed one of the spare outfits I kept at his place and got dressed, while he made me breakfast. French toast, scrambled eggs, sausage, coffee, orange juice and a green smoothie. I wolfed everything down and kissed him goodbye, before heading off to work. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Shawna headed off to work, leaving me by myself. I had to admit, there was no way to know how well this suggestion would actually work, unless of course she told me. But I know she got up to pee in the middle of the night. So there was at least that. But I couldn’t wait until I had her home and could find out everything… That night, I went to her house for dinner. I chose her place because for accident number three, I wanted to make use of her art studio. But first, I had to know what had happened. “Blank.” Shawna’s eyes glazed over as we sat at the dinner table. “Shawna, I want you to tell me about each time you had to go to the bathroom today.” “When I woke up this morning, I didn’t have to pee at all. But on the drive in, I started peeing a bit and had to pull over to squat on the side of the road. Then I had to go to Walmart to buy clean underwear. While there, I had to pee again, so I ran to the bathroom, but nothing came out. When I got to work, I changed into the clean panties. About two hours into the day, my friend Abby told me my stomach looked really big, so I went to the bathroom and ended up peeing quite a bit. At lunch, I drank a soda and felt like I had to pee, but it was a minor urge. Unfortunately, I ended up wetting myself, but luckily it was in the copy room and nobody was there. I cleaned up in the restroom and went about my day. On the drive home, I felt like I was going to burst, but was stuck in traffic. I ended up sticking a coffee cup between my legs, but only peed a few drops in it.” “How do you feel right now?” “Fine.” “Good. When I snap my fingers, the last suggestion will wear off. If you have to pee, you will say so.” *SNAP* Shawna blinked. Then I saw her face change into a look I knew all to well. “Um… I have to pee.” “Blank!” Her eyes went dull again. “When I unblank you, you will walk to your art studio. Once there, you will stand in the middle of the room and await further instructions. Unblank.” Shawna stood up and made her way to the bathroom. I could tell her bladder was pretty full, by the way she walked. Her butt shook from the effort it took to hold it in while in motion. I was really looking forward to the next part. When we got to the studio, she stood in the middle of the room. “Freeze.” Shawna went completely motionless. “Frozen. Unable to move. Unable to think. I brought you to your studio, Shawna, because this is where you come to let your creative juices flow. But tonight, we’re going to make something else flow. I know you need to pee pretty badly.” I reached out and touched her bladder. When I did, her abdomen bulged out a bit. “I just filled your bladder a bit more. You are at capacity right now. You are going to wet yourself. Not yet, of course. I want to have some fun, first. I am going to cast a spell that will cause your body, including your bladder, to remain frozen for one hour. When that hour expires, you will wet yourself. It will happen, because your body won’t unfreeze until your bladder is empty. However, I am going to unfreeze your mind and your face. You will be able to see, think, hear, talk, feel… you will be in your own little hell, but it will be my heaven. And while you’ll be aware of what’s happening, while it’s happening, you will forget once the spell has worn off completely. Because I’m not done playing with you yet… Now, on the count of three, you will be awake, aware and able to speak. One. Two.” TO BE CONTINUED… (Yeah, I’m cruel, leaving it on a cliffhanger, but I need to go to bed lol I will work on the next part tomorrow after work )
  19. LOL at that disclaimer. So happy to see you revisit this concept! Once I get my personal issues settled, I'm going to have to subscribe for this video.
  20. @marcusx41 "She Spies" redirects to the movie "Drugstore Cowboy" on the submissions page.
  21. About to retrieve the additions I made in the other PML thread and start submitting them EDIT: Someone may have already beaten me to the punch lmao
  22. I honestly just started writing it today and had no idea where it was going haha I should write like that more often, I guess.
  23. Part seven This chapter is Maya's story that was teased at the end of the previous chapters. As always, any characters depicted in this series are intended to be at least 18, if not older as defined by the series in question. Maya ran through the woods. She had been separated from her Ranger partners during a mission and was now running for her life. She was breathing heavy, exhausted from fighting and running. Sweat dripped down her forehead and her hair was soaked. Her shirt was moist and clung to her upper half as she could feel her body slowing down. It had started several hours ago, when Maya, Leo and Kai were on a stakeout mission to try and capture one of Trakeena’s generals. Damon and Karone were on standby back at the base on Terra Venture. The Yellow, Red and Blue Rangers had managed to sneak into the alien army and had been following along. As it had been such a hot day, all three had drinking steadily and as a result, all three needed to stop and relieve themselves. Leo and Kai unzipped by a pair of trees, while Maya found a frock of bushes to take cover behind. As she began undoing her skirt, however, she heard enemy fire. “Maya, run!” Leo had shouted. Maya took off, forgetting all about her need as she ran from the unseen threat. She heard lasers firing and Kai groaning. When she turned back, she saw that Kai and Leo had been captured. As she stopped, she could feel some unseen force descending upon her, prompting her to run again. Now, she was several miles out, exhausted, disheveled, and dying for a pee. She saw the lake in the distance and figured she could stop at the water’s edge to pop a squat. Unfortunately, as she slowed down, she could again feel the unseen presence near her. “Who’s there?!” she called out as she forced herself to keep running. “HAHAHAHA!!! Yellow Ranger! Trakeena dispatched me to deal with you and your petulant friends! You cannot see me, but I am present. As long as you keep moving, you might have a chance. But once you stop, you will be mine!” The monster sounded feminine, but who could really tell with unseen demonic alien forces? “I have already placed a part of myself inside you, Ranger. As long as you keep moving, you’re safe. But the second you stop moving, I will be able to trap you! And don’t bother tying to morph, it won’t help!” “Great,” Maya thought. “I’m exhausted and look and feel like hell, plus I think I’m gonna burst if I don’t stop to pee!” Out loud she tried to plead her case, even as she continued to run. “Please! I’m already worn out! I need to rest! And perform biological functions! I wouldn’t be able to put up a fight right now if I wanted to! Please, just let me go! I promise, I’m no threat to you!” “HAHAHAHAHA!!!! Oh Yellow Ranger! You think I don’t know what’s happening to you?! Your body is wearing down! You’re on the brink of collapse! You cannot run forever! And even if you could, you can never escape me!” “Crap, she’s right!” Maya thought. Her belly ached from the fullness of her bladder, which was considerably slowing her down. She just wished could let it all out, but the monster was never going to give her a chance. As she ran, her thighs felt like they were on fire. Her legs were going to cramp so bad later on. And her bladder felt like it was going to explode. She had never wet herself before. Living in an outdoor community her entire life, the world had been her toilet. In fact, living on Terra Venture had been such a culture shock for her, as toilets and bathrooms were a foreign concept in her mind. The first time she had needed to go after joining the Rangers was an ordeal, since to her, it was simpler to just lift her skirt and let it flow. But her teammates had explained proper “bathroom behavior”, as she called it, to her. But her time living in nature had been helpful on missions, as she was never the one slowing them down because she had to pee. But now, she was stuck, desperate to relieve herself, but unable to stop moving for even a second to take care of herself. As she ran, she felt her skirt snag on a tree. “Damn it!” she exclaimed, as she desperately tried to free herself, even as she could feel the monster on her. “I’ve got you now, Yellow Ranger!” Frantically, she lunged forward, losing most of her skirt in the process. With her bare ass now hanging out (she never wore underwear, despite Kendrix’s insistence. Karone had been far more accepting of Maya’s quirks), she continued running, the only part of her skirt still intact being the waistband. As she ran, she suddenly realized she COULD pee without wetting herself! As she ran, she allowed her sphincter muscles to loosen (no easy task when trying to run for her very life) and smiled brightly as she felt her pent-up pee begin to exit her body. She sighed with relief as her bladder deflated. As she basked in the wonderful feeling of release, she heard a loud scream. It was the monster! “WHAT IS THAT FOUL SUBSTANCE?!” Maya was confused as she stopped running. Her bladder was still emptying, but no longer feeling the monster’s presence, she allowed herself to collapse into a squat, allowing her to more easily and comfortably finish voiding. “IT BURNS!!!” Maya didn’t understand at first, but then began to giggle, as the realization set in. Giggling gave way to laughter, as she realized that her pee had harmed the monster and freed her from it’s grasp. As her stream tapered off, she stood up, feeling like a brand new woman. “OK Leo, Kai. I’m coming to rescue you!” She ran off in pursuit of the monster… ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- “Wait,” Ashley said. “Are you saying you hurt the monster… by PISSING ON IT?” “Yeah,” Maya said with a shrug. “OK, now I’ve heard it all!” Cassie chimed in. “I mean, it kind of makes sense,” Kendrix spoke up. “It’s a different physiology. Human urine is acidic anyway, so it stands to reason that it could be harmful to a different biological lifeform.” Everyone looked at Karone. Surely she knew something about this. “What? No, I never blew up a monster my pee!” Everyone laughed at that. Maya turned to Kendrix. “So, feel better?” “Almost,” Kendrix said. “There’s just one thing...” “What?” asked Maya. “I have to pee again!” The group burst out laughing as Kendrix started to get up to go to the bathroom… END Been enjoying writing this series. I have a chapter focused on Kira, from Dino Thunder, written and ready to go. I'm planning to go back and cover seasons I have skipped over. The main reason there were or will be skips is because I haven't seen every season and don't know the dynamics of every single team. In many cases, the only episodes I may have seen for a season are the teamups, or it's been so long since I saw episodes from those seasons, that I don't really remember enough about them. I will be checking out those seasons though, so that I can accurately depict the characters for this.
×
×
  • Create New...