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  1. I made this image in Koikatsu but couldn't figure out how to make the liquid not white. Anyone have any ideas?
  2. I used to not be able to understand how some people could just disappear from this website for years and then come back saying stuff like "Oh, I was busy with school". Anyways, I'm back after not posting anything for like two years because I was busy with school. Hopefully this lasts, but no promises. In my absence, I noticed that there are not nearly enough fictions about Three Houses, so I wrote one. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Today, it was Hilda’s turn to clean the library. It had never been her favorite activity. In fact, every time it was her turn for it, she tried her hardest to pawn it off onto someone else. Something about spending her time cleaning off dusty shelves and organizing musty old books just wasn’t appealing to her, but nonetheless, here she was dusting off those shelves and organizing those musty old books. It was when she was on a ladder putting volumes 8 through 14 of The Grand History of Almyra back on the shelves when she felt a subtle pang in her bladder. “Uh oh.” She thought. “Guess I’ll have to pee soon. Wait… I can use this…” Hilda’s plan was simple: she would wait for someone to come into the library, explain that she needs to pee, and get them to clean while she uses the bathroom. Then all she had to do was wait for a while before returning and they will have done most of the work for her. It was genius. All she had to do was wait for someone to come to the library, however, that proved to be easier said than done. No one was coming to the library for some reason. She wasn’t watching a clock, but she felt like it had been a while since she came up with her plan, and her bladder wasn’t exactly fairing the best. She found it difficult to stand still, her legs were getting shaky, and if she wasn’t thinking about it her hand naturally began to move towards her crotch. “Ugh… I can’t take this anymore. I can always just pretend like I need to pee anyways.” Hilda climbed down from the ladder and began to make her way towards the door when suddenly someone walked in. It was Cyril. Hilda immediately put her plan into action. “Hey Cyril!” “Oh no… What do you want Hilda?” “What do you mean ‘oh no’? I was just saying hello.” “Every time you ‘just say hello’, I end up doing something that isn’t my job.” “Well I’m glad that you and I are on the same page. See, it’s my turn to clean the library, but I really need to use the ladies’ room, so I was hoping that you could help clean while I’m gone.” “Ugh… fine. It looks better when I do it anyways.” “Thanks Cyril, you’re a big help!” Hilda immediately left the library as fast as she could, which wasn’t really that fast as she was finding moving with a full bladder to be difficult. “Uuuuu… I must have waited way longer than I thought I did.” She was hobbling through the hall in a hunched over position, basically cradling her swollen bladder. “I can’t be seen like this!” she thought as she forced herself to walk normally much to her bladder’s dismay. The library was located on the second floor of the reception hall. There were two bathrooms in the in the reception hall. One was on the third floor. That one was out of the question, as no one but Rhea and her personal guards were allowed up there. The other was on the first floor with no restrictions. Hilda was making her way there. However, before the stairs, she noticed that a lot of people were in the audience chamber. “Huh, there must be some kind of event going on. Well, that explains why no one was going to the library today… wait… oh no… if there’s a lot of people here then…” When she made it downstairs, Hilda’s fears were realized. There was a sizable line in front of the bathroom. It looked like 9 or 10 people. “Uuuuuuu… I’ll wet myself if I have to stand still that long. That bathroom is out of the question, but the next closest bathroom is the cafeteria… ugh… I guess that’ll have to do.” Hilda turned around and began making her way to the cafeteria. She was finding it harder and harder to keep walking like normal. It was like there were weights attached to her bladder that were pulling her down, but she was determined to power through. She made her way through the cafeteria doors while still walking normally, walked past the various people dining, made it to the bathroom, put her hand on the door and… OUT OF ORDER “Wuh…” The full force of her bladder hit her as soon as she realized what that meant. She felt her panties beginning to grow warm. A single stream began making its way down her right thigh. “aaaaahhhhh… nononononono not here not here not here!” It took every ounce of strength she had not to double over and piss herself right there, but she managed to stop the stream. “Come on Hilda! You’re smarter than this! Think, think, think! Uhh… okay… the next closest bathroom is in the dorms… ah but if this bathroom is closed and there’s a line at the reception hall, then there’s definitely going to be a line at the dorms… but that’s the last bathroom in the Monastery… so bathrooms are out of the question… is there somewhere private I could go? I’m not above peeing in public, but I am above people seeing me pee in public… Ah! There’s that alley behind the stables! There’s some barrels and boxes blocking the way so no one ever goes down there, but you can squeeze by if you need to… Okay… you have a plan… now you just need to get moving…” Hilda found moving extremely difficult and walking normally was impossible. With every step she took, she could feel the wetness from her thighs rubbing together, and the wetness on her panties seemed to be teasing her lower lips. “Come on Hilda… you’re almost there… AHH!” She was beginning to dribble again, but this time she was so close to her goal that she chose to keep moving. The wetness on her panties expanded and a stream began running down her right thigh again, except this time it split into another stream that began to run down her left thigh. Hilda was completely wetting herself, but she kept moving. She pushed past some boxes and made it to the alley. Looking around, she confirmed that no one was in view. “I… made it…” As soon as that thought entered her mind, Hilda’s legs along with her bladder completely gave out. A stream so powerful that it seemed to ignore her panties entirely began pouring out of her. Her thighs became completely soaked and she didn’t even want to think about her poor panties. Hilda was on her knees, holding herself up with her hands on the ground, so the torrent coming out of her was hitting the front of her skirt before falling to the ground, thankfully dampening the sound a little bit. Not that Hilda was thinking about that. An adverse effect of this is that the front of her skirt was getting soaked. There was puddle growing underneath her that spread from her knees all the way to her hands, and it still seemed to be growing. Hilda stayed there, peeing herself at full force for what felt like hours before the stream began to trickle down. Hilda had never considered herself the crying type, but she felt tears flowing down her cheeks nonetheless. “I… I… I wet myself…” She lifted her hands from the ground and noticed that her palms and fingers were completely wet from the puddle beneath her. This left her only the back of her wrists to wipe her eyes with. “It… it’s okay Hilda. You’re a big girl. You can take this.” After her mental pep talk, Hilda stood up and began surveying the damages. “Okay… the most important thing, how is my skirt doing?” Hilda looked down at her skirt and began feeling all around it. “Looks like it only got wet on the front, and since it’s black it doesn’t show up that well. It only shines a little in the light, so if I just go directly home without talking to anyone, I should be fine. Now… how are my panties doing… ugh… I’m scared to even look.” Her hands shaking, Hilda lifted up the front of her skirt to show a completely soaked pair of white panties. In fact, they were so wet that she could almost see straight through them. “Eww eww ewww! Alright, those are going straight in the trash when I get home. Now, to flee the crime scene.” Hilda stuck her head out of the alley and looked both ways: nobody in sight. “Thank the goddess. Most people must be at whatever’s going on in the reception hall.” Hilda made it to her room without incident. She stripped off her panties and skirt and wiped her legs off with a towel. She then made her way to the bathhouse, and while she was soaking away her shame, one thought crossed her mind. “I hope Cyril isn’t too mad.”
  3. Trucy omo?! This is the greatest day of my young life.
  4. Spoilers for Danganronpa 1 chapter 3 I'm on a bit of a roll recently, so I wrote something else. Most of the quoted dialogue that isn't about omo is directly lifted from the game, so if it sounds a little awkward, that's why. As usual, any criticism is welcome. Aoi Asahina just couldn’t fall asleep. How could anyone after being forced to take part in this sick game? She had lost so many people she had once called friends. Sayaka… Leon… Chihiro… Mondo… Just thinking of them was enough to make her tear up. “I know I shouldn’t cry… but… I’ve had enough. I can’t take it anymore. Getting out of here… anytime soon… it’s… impossible. I can’t let myself think about… how much I want to get out of here, If I keep thinking like that, I might decide to…” Asahina suddenly sat up in her bed and slapped herself on the cheeks, as if to wake herself up. “No, I can’t think like that! I need something to distract myself with" she took a second to think before she came up with her solution. "…Donuts. I need to eat some donuts…! That’ll cheer me up! Glazed donuts, twisty donuts, jelly donuts, cream-filled, donut holes, malasadas…! O god of donuts! I’m praying for a wonderful encounter!” She suddenly jumped out of bed, got to her feet, and began for the door. However, the sudden movement caused her to realize just how full her bladder was. “Ooooooh” she groaned as she put her hands in between her legs, but to her surprise, the feeling in between her legs wasn’t the shorts she usually wore. Asahina looked down and began to blush when she realized that she was about to rush out of her room in nothing but a white tank top and a pair of white panties. She quickly went to her closet and slapped on her red sports jacket and her blue track shorts. After deliberating it for a second, she decided to quickly fix her hair up, just in case she saw anyone. Finally, she swung her door open and entered the hallway. Outside her door, Asahina saw the portraits of her fellow classmates on the doors of their rooms staring at her, as if they were judging her for breaking the sacred rule they had set themselves and leaving her room at night. “I’m sorry… please, forgive me for braking the nighttime rule… but right now, for me… donuts are absolutely necessary…!” She began to make her way to the cafeteria, but with nothing to distract her, she was quickly reminded of her full bladder. “Ah man, I forgot to go...” she said as she began to look back longingly at her door “No, I’ve already left. I’ll be fine, I just need to grab some donuts, then I can take them to my room and pee. No big deal.” Sticking one hand in her crotch, she continued the trek. After what felt like hours, Asahina finally saw her destination. During her journey, she had faced a total of 3 leaks, each causing her to fall to the ground and cry, but she was a strong girl. Driven by the quest for the holy donuts, each time she was knocked down, she got back up and continued walking. At this point, she had no hope that she would ever make it back to her room without completely peeing herself, but she was confident, because she had a plan. “All I have to do is make it to the cafeteria and then go into the kitchen, then I can pee in the sink. Sure, it’s gross, but it definitely beats peeing myself, and it’s not like anyone will be in there this late... at least… I hope.” Finally, just a few more agonizing steps and she’d be home free, but that’s when she heard it. *Grr grnnn* “…Huh?” *Grn grn grrnnn* “What’s that sound?” she immediately began looking around for the source of the strange noise. *Grn grn* “It sounds like it’s coming from… the bathhouse…” Completely forgetting about her earlier issues, Asahina made her way towards the bathhouse. *Grn grrrrnn grrn* “I’m super scared, but… I-Is…? Is someone there?” she called into the room, but to no answer. Taking a deep breath, she peered into the bathhouse and saw a strange green light coming from one of the lockers, and inside the light… “*Gasp*” Inside the light… was the face of her dead friend Chihiro Fujisaki! “KYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH!” Asahina let out a blood-curdling scream as she took off running as fast as she could. She reached her room in record pace, swung the door open, jumped inside, and slammed it shut with all her might. Upon reaching safety, her legs gave out with fear, and she slid down her door, landing on her butt. She cringed when she landed, as for some reason, her butt was wet. “Huh?” she said, confused. “Is this sweat?” She looked down and noticed that the wetness continued down her legs. “No, it can’t be sweat… did I pass through some water on the way here? No... that's not water... what is that? What’s weird is that it starts at my crotch and it sort of sme… no” Her face went red when she realized what had happened. When she screamed in fear, Asahina had immediately lost control of her bladder, completely soaking her shorts with piss, and now she was sitting in her wet shorts, more disappointed in herself than sad. After taking a second to let her adrenalin from what had just happened die down, she entered her bathroom, skipping the toilet she didn’t need to use anymore, peeled off her shorts and panties, and took a shower to help hide her shame. In the morning she told everyone what had happened and what she had seen, conveniently skipping the part where she peed herself.
  5. Spoilers for Fire Emblem Fates: Revelation Yo, so this one takes place in Revelation around chapter 18, after Xander and Ryoma join forces, that's really the only spoiler. As usual, any criticism is welcome. Princess Hinoka was confused. She had suddenly received a letter from her older brother, Ryoma, asking her to meet with him. This wasn't the strange part of course, it was normal for The two to meet for various things. No, the strange part was the location. Ryoma had asked her to meet him at the camp's prison. She didn't understand what this could possibly mean. The only possible explanation she could think of was to help with some form of interrogation, but even that theory had its flaws as Ryoma's retainers would be far more suited for that job. Well, there's nothing I can do but go and see what he wants. Upon reaching the prison, Hinoka saw her brother standing at the front door. "Hey Ryoma, what did you need me for?" "Ah, Hinoka, You've made it just in time. Please follow me, I have something I need to show you." Ryoma then stepped into the prison and gestured for Hinoka to follow. The pair walked past many empty cells, after all, since joining with the Nohrians, the army had only been fighting strange phantoms, so the jail wasn't seeing much use anymore. It was then when they reached their destination: a cell containing the Nohrian princess, Camilla. Hinoka gasped and turned to her brother, but she didn't manage to ask a single question before Ryoma quickly swung the cell door open and pushed Hinoka inside. After landing on her butt, Hinoka looked up to see the cell door slam shut, locking her in with the purple-haired princess. "Brother! What are you doing?!" Hinoka yelled, but Ryoma remained stone-faced. She turned to Camilla searching for answers, but Camilla simply shrugged. "They haven't told me anything." She said, answering Hinoka's gaze. "Wait... they?" Hinoka looked up to see that suddenly the Nohrian prince, Xander had joined Ryoma's side. "Hinoka, Camilla, we apologize, but these are Lady Corrin's orders" Xander said, not at all apologetically. "Corrin feels that we cannot function as an army if our royal families do not get along, and apparently, you two are having some issues." Ryoma continued for him. "Camilla, I've heard that you've been spreading nasty rumors about Princess Hinoka." Xander said, calling his sister out. "You Nohrian scum!" Hinoka screamed "So you're the one that's been telling everyone that I..." Hinoka stopped herself and her face went red when she realized what she was about to say. About two weeks ago, Hinoka had been strolling down the market place when she suddenly felt like all the shopper's eyes were on her. She then began seeing people whispering to each other and snickering, but Hinoka was a resilient girl, so she just decided to ignore it and move on, that was until a little girl ran up to her and tapped her on the leg. "What is it?" Hinoka asked gently. "Don't worry Ms. Hinoka, I understand how you feel!" The girl said with the biggest smile on her face. "What do you mean?" Hinoka confusedly replied. "Sometimes I still wet the bed too!" the girl exclaimed gleefully. Ever since that day, people had been making passing references to Hinoka's supposed bedwetting problem, and she had never learned the source until now. "I can't believe you!" She yelled at Camilla. "Hinoka!" Ryoma suddenly yelled. "Don't act like you're at all innocent. We found out about how you payed Rhajat for that little hex." Hinoka gulped. But Rhajat had promised no one would find out about that, unless... oh Gods, Corrin asked! Of course, Corrin is Rhajat's only weakness! "Xander, what is he talking about?" Camilla asked. "Well... um... we found out that at last week's party Hinoka payed Rhajat to cast a... uh... laxative spell on you." Xander awkwardly answered. "Wait, what?!" Camilla gasped. "I was in the bathroom the whole party because of that!" "So because of how childish you two are, Corrin's asked us to lock you in here until you make up." Xander continued. "And we do mean that you're not leaving until you make up. That means no meals, no visitors, and no breaks." Ryoma commanded. "We'll check on you every hour, so good luck." The pair of princes then turned around and began walking toward the exit, leaving Hinoka locked in a room with the person she currently hated the most. Hours quickly passed and the two hadn't even gotten close to making up. Hinoka sat at one corner of the cell while Camilla sat at the opposite corner. The two were continuously hurling insults at each other, however, Camilla was no longer Hinoka's biggest problem. She needed to pee badly, and the prison's cells lacked toilets. She was locked in the prison at around lunchtime and the sun had since gone down, so it was no surprise that her need had surfaced. Her bladder was constantly sending sharp pains, desperately signaling for release. The red headed princess wanted nothing more than to curl up in a ball on the floor and jam her hand into her crotch, but she'd rather die than let Camilla see her in such a sorry state. However, she began subconsciously rubbing her thighs together, a sign Camilla quickly picked up on. "Aww, does the cute widdle princess need to pee?" She taunted. Hinoka's eyes went wide and her face reddened. "I have no idea what you're talking about." She said unconvincingly as she turned her head toward the ground. Camilla regretted her taunt just a little bit, as she wasn't fairing much better than her Hoshidan counterpart. Camilla's bladder was nearing full capacity, and she wasn't sure how she was going to make it in time. However, since her bladder was smaller, Hinoka's struggle was that much worse. Her bladder pains were growing steadily and she had broken out into a sweat. Suddenly, Hinoka felt a spurt escape into her panties. "Ooooooooooh.... please..." She groaned as she quickly pushed her hands into her crisis area. "Oh, are you losing it already?" Camilla continued her taunts, "I know I said you wet the bed, but I didn't know you also do it consciously." "Shut...up..." Hinoka managed to get out through her ragged breaths. Suddenly Hinoka gasped and pushed her hands into her crotch with excessive force. "NO... NONONONONO... NOT HERE..... AHHH....." "Wait, are you really..." Camilla began to ask before she saw it. A puddle was quickly growing around Hinoka. It began as a quiet hissing sound and quickly grew into a fierce torrent as a circle of urine quickly grew around Hinoka's butt causing her red skirt to become a dark red, and her white panties to become transparent. "Wow, I always knew you Hoshidans..." Camilla began but something quickly stopped her. After Hinoka's stream died down, Camilla heard a noise she didn't expect. Hinoka was crying. It was strange, Camilla should have been overjoyed to see her rival disgracing herself like this, but for some reason she couldn't bring herself to be happy about this. "*sniff* What's wrong?" Hinoka asked through her tears "Go ahead *sniff*, laugh! It's funny, the great princess Hinoka peed herself!" "Hinoka..." Camilla said gently "No! I don't need your comfort! I'm a failure... first I wasn't strong enough to protect Corrin, now I'm not even strong enough to keep my pants dry... I don't deserve to be a princess." Those words struck Camilla. She was finally reminded of why she felt sad seeing Hinoka cry. It was because, in that moment, Hinoka reminded her of Corrin. Once, many years before, when Camilla was still a small child, she and Corrin had gotten themselves locked in a storage room. They had been stuck for a couple hours when Corrin's bladder got the best of her, leaving the young girl in a puddle. She then began to cry. "Aww Corrin, don't worry, everyone has an accident every once in a while." Camilla attempted to comfort her sister. "No! Big girls aren't supposed to wet themselves!" Corrin cried "Especially not royal ones...I don't deserve to be a princess." That memory hit Camilla hard. It was the moment she taught Corrin to be confident with herself. So all I have to do is what I did back then... well... here goes nothing. Camilla stood up and relaxed. "Princess Camilla!?" Hinoka screamed in shock. Camilla's panties grew dark, and since they weren't very thick, the urine simply poured in a singular stream straight down, creating a puddle on the floor below. In order to make it look worse for Hinoka's sake, Camilla closed her legs, letting the piss flow down her thighs and legs into her shoes. "AHHHHHH" Camilla moaned in relief as her bladder emptied and the stream began to die down. Hinoka was just left speechless, staring with her mouth gaping open. "See? Everyone has accidents Hinoka... even princesses." Camilla said as she sat down in her own puddle. "Camilla..." Hinoka said as she wiped her tears from her face. "You know, whenever Corrin felt scared when we were young, I would play a little game with her. We'd spin a bottle and whoever it landed on had to share a secret. Although, I guess we don't really have a bottle..." "It's fine" Hinoka said "I've been meaning to tell you something anyways." She took a quick second to prepare herself and then began "You know that rumor you've been spreading about me... umm... wetting the bed?" "Yeah?" "Well, people spread nasty rumors about me all the time. I'm sure that every royal faces gossip." "You're right, just last week I heard a rumor that I'm secretly in a relationship with my brothers. False rumors are just something you have to learn how to deal with as royalty." "Yeah well, usually I'm really good about just ignoring those things... but the reason yours got under my skin so much is...... it's not exactly false." It took Camilla a second to realize what Hinoka had just said. "Wait, so you really pee the bed!?" "Shhhhhh! Not so loud! And it's not like I do it every night, It's just that... every once in a while I'll have this dream of the night Corrin was taken from us..." "Oh Hinoka..." "And whenever I have this dream... I... uh... y'know..." Camilla began to snicker. "Hey, it's not funny!" "No, no, you're right. It's just that you're being so awkward about it that I can't help myself." Camilla said through her laughter. "I mean, who cares if you pee in your sheets every once in a while? Get ready, because my secret is going to blow you out of the water!" "Oh yeah? Hit me!" Hinoka said, joy returning to her face. "Ryoma, it's been another hour." Xander said, shaking the Hoshidan prince awake. "Ugh, I don't think this is going to work anytime soon" Ryoma groaned. "I mean, this is our eighth time checking." "I know, and I agree, but I've asked and Corrin won't put an end to this until they like each other." "I guess all we can do is persevere." Ryoma said as the pair stepped into the jail, fully prepared to see Hinoka and Camilla pouting in their corners and insulting each other once again, but to their surprise they heard something different. "Is that... laughter?" Xander couldn't believe his ears. He heard the princesses telling stories and laughing. "...and you should have seen the look on his face when he realized that he had shown up to the battle with his pillow instead of his tome!" "That's hilarious!" "Alright, you two are free to go." Ryoma interrupted. The two princesses simply got up and left still talking, leaving a very confused Xander behind. He watched them leave and noticed their wet behinds. He then looked into the cell and saw two huge puddles on the ground. "Ryoma, what happened here?" "Xander, don't question miracles."
  6. Since it's on sale on PSN, I recently started playing Gravity Rush, and I've gotten pretty attached to the main character, Kat. After a quick search, I was surprised to see that there have been no fictions of her on this site, especially since her gravity powers could lead to some fun accidents, so I decided to give it a go. I'm not too far in the game, so please excuse me if she seems a little out of character. Any criticism is welcome. A lot had happened to Kat recently. First she woke up with no memories, then she learned she had a cat named Dusty who she could use to control gravity, then a fortune teller gave her directions to find "the man of her destiny". She had been excited until it turned out to be some old guy. The old guy then teleported her into a magical world full of floating islands and platforms made of rubble. "Ugh, follow the flowers he says." Kat complained to Dusty as she trudged along, using her gravity shifting powers to fly from platform to platform. "Man, why do all these platforms have to be at different angles? I'm not even confident which way is up anymore. I'm pretty sure it's that way?" She said as she pointed... up? "And that's not even my biggest problem." Kat sighed and looked down at her now bulging bladder. She wasn't warned before she was taken here, so she didn't exactly have time to take care of her needs before the trip. She couldn't see anyone in this strange place, so it was tempting to just squat down and pee where she stood, but She was wearing a black romper, so it wouldn't be possible for her to pee without stripping naked first, thus she was waiting until she found a place with a little more cover than a flat platform. Finally she saw it, the perfect place to relieve herself. It was a giant pillar, she could just fly to the top of it. Then, even if there were someone else in this abyss, she would be too high up to see. She quickly enacted her plan, flying up to the top of the pillar and looking around. "Good, not a soul in sight." She said as she began the process of removing the romper. It was halfway off, exposing her breasts, when she suddenly heard a voice from right in front of her. "Ooh, they're pretty small, but they're cute. I like it! I'd give her an 8/10." Kat's eyes went wide as she looked up to see that a boy had suddenly just appeared right in front of her. Her face turned red and she hastily covered her chest with her hands. "What do you think you're doing?!" She screamed. "Huh... Wait! You can see me!?" The boy looked shocked. "Oh god, how long has it been since someone was able to see me? I have so much I want to talk abou-" the boy didn't get to finish his sentence before he began to phase back into nothing, just as quick as he had appeared. Kat was just left standing there, mortified. "Oh of course, this place is inhabited by invisible people... WAIT...NO...WHAT?!" "Man... there's no way I can pee here now. What if someone's watching and I just don't know it?" Kat groaned, defeated. With no chance of relief in sight, she pressed on, flying from platform to platform. Her bladder felt like a rock, and whenever she changed gravity, she could feel it getting shaken around. Moreover, her hands had taken permanent residence in her crotch. She wouldn't be able to take much more of this. Finally it happened, she landed on a platform and felt a small spurt of urine hit her pants and doubled over. "Oooooh" she moaned as she regained her composure. "Ugh, I can't take this anymore! I don't care who's watching anymore! I need to pee so bad!" She again began to peel off her romper. Once her breasts were free she looked around suspiciously. "Nope, no pervy ghost boys in sight." She finally peeled off the rest of the romper, exposing her pussy to the fresh air. Not wanting to dirty her outfit, she simply held it in her hand. "Finally! Sweet relief, I have dreamt of thee!" She joked as she spread her legs and relaxed her muscles. Piss began to flow from her legs, up and away from the ground. "Wait... WHAT!?" Kat had forgotten she was still disoriented. Her bladder troubles had distracted her from the fact that she still didn't know where up was. She realized far too late that she was currently standing upside down due to her gravity powers. "OHGODNONONOSTOPSTOPEWEWEWEWWW" Her bladder refused to answer her commands. Her hot piss began to flow from her thighs and up her chest. She gagged as it began to enter her nose and mouth eventually flowing through her hair. She slammed her free hand into her crotch in a feeble attempt to stop her current crisis, but all that accomplished was now piss was flowing up her arm. After what felt like hours, Kat's golden shower subsided. She hadn't just peed herself, she had peed all over herself, leaving a very wet and naked Kat. She looked down and noticed Dusty staring at her. "Don't give me that look. It could have happened to anyone." She said trying to justify the personal tragedy that had just transpired. "It's gross, but at least it's easy to clean." She sighed as she hopped off the platform, letting the wind dry her off, before she returned her clothes to their natural position and continued her journey.
  7. I kind of left something open ended on accident, so here's a simple chapter 2. It had been a couple of hours since Tharja's accident. All lights in the camp had gone out, yet Tharja still lay awake in her bed. With a simple cleaning spell, all that was left was to wait for her clothes to dry, but since this was her only outfit (she hadn't exactly packed her bags to leave Plegia), she was left naked. She had tried many times to fall asleep, but this nagging feeling that she had forgotten something just wouldn't let her mind be at ease. She had counted her hexing materials, she had gone through her books, and she had made sure nothing was missing, so what could it be? "Eh, it's probably nothing important," she convinced herself as she closed her eyes and did what she always did when she had trouble sleeping, she thought about Robin. She was imagining Robin from earlier today, after all, Robin had looked so cute when she needed to pee because of the... "That's it!" Tharja exclaimed when she realized it. She had forgotten to undo the hex on Robin's bladder. Tharja jumped out of bed, she just couldn't sit still when she thought that Robin needed her help. She was about to step out of her tent when she came to a halt. She still wasn't wearing any clothes. She looked around, desperately searching for anything to cover up with when her eyes set upon her cloak. With a quick knot, she fastened it into a sort of makeshift robe. From up close, anyone would be able to tell she was nude, but from a distance she would look fine, and she didn't plan on talking to anyone. She stepped out into the night and headed straight for Robin's tent. Outside Robin's tent, Tharja peered inside to find Robin asleep. She was relieved to see no signs of drying pants or a wet bed. This made her job simple. All she had to do was undo the hex, go back, and then she'd be home free, but her desires got the best of her. Here Robin was, sleeping, defenseless in front of her. She slowly lifted the blanket off Robin, and gazed at her body. Robin was sleeping on her back in a simple white tank top and a matching pair of white panties. She didn't have the greatest body, her breasts were lacking and her hips and thighs were ordinary, but to Tharja, this was everything she had dreamed of. She took off her cloak-robe and quietly climbed into bed next to Robin. She used one hand to play with Robin's silky white hair, and the other to pleasure herself. She was trying to take in everything while she could, Robin's sweet smell, her cute face, her subtle curves, when suddenly, Robin's hands slowly moved down towards her crotch, her face scrunched up a little, and she began whimpering in her sleep. She was about to pee. Snapping out of it, Tharja's eyes shot open when she realized what was about to happen. In an attempt to stop the disaster about to occur, she leaped out of the bed and quickly undid the hex on Robin's bladder, but it was too late. Robin's panties grew transparent with urine. Golden liquid began to flow from her womanhood, down her thighs, and onto the bed below, causing it to pool around her butt until it eventually soaked into the sheets. A puddle quickly formed, spanning from Robin's knees to midway up her back. Robin had pissed the bed. With a relieved look on her face, Robin rolled over, spreading the wetness to her front, as well as giving Tharja a clear view of her ass through her now transparent panties. This was too much stimulation for Tharja. She had to get out of here. She quickly tied her cloak back on, and fled the scene of the crime, perfectly content with acting like she had never been there.
  8. After noticing the extreme lack of Tharja fictions on this site, I decided to write my first fiction. I think this is sort of in character for her, but the only person I ever supported her with was Henry, so you can be the judge of that. For context, I decided to use Female Robin. Any criticism welcome. Today had been a fairly good day for Tharja. She had performed admirably well in the day's battle, to the point where the Shepherd's commander, Chrom, had even complemented her. Not that she cared though. There was only one person who she wanted to impress. In her tent, Tharja was doing what she did every night, studying and practicing various hexes, when she felt a slight urge for the bathroom. "Ugh" Tharja groaned as she got up and made her way out of her tent, but as soon as she got outside she stopped dead in her tracks. She saw it, Robin's tent was open, and the best part... no one was inside. Tharja couldn't help herself. Taking advantage of this rare opportunity, she stepped into Robin's tent and began snooping around. It was like she was a kid in a candy store. She ran her hands along Robin's books, peered into Robin's drawers, and even tried on Robin's famous cloak. All of these things- endowed with Robin's wonderful scent. When she saw Robin's desk she began to lose it. Her mind began to flood with thoughts of Robin doing naughty things. Maybe one day, Robin's desires were too strong and she placed the corner of the desk in between her legs, moving back and forth as she... "Thanks for the help, Robin." "It was no problem, Chrom." The sound of Robin returning back to her tent snapped Tharja out of her fantasy. "Crap!" She exclaimed, "I was in here longer than I thought." Tharja looked around, desperately searching for an exit, but to no avail. The only way out was through the front, and there was no way she could go through there without being seen. So she decided to go with plan B. She jumped behind some of the boxes in the corner of the tent and hid. When Robin entered the room, she payed no mind to the boxes, instead pulling a chair up to her desk. She grabbed a pen and notebook and got to work, seemingly writing strategies. Behind the boxes, Tharja was being reminded of the reason she left her tent in the first place - she needed to pee, and now it was getting bad. She had her legs pressed together, her hands had taken position in her crotch, and there was a sort of buzzing pain in her bladder that refused to go away. There was no sign that Robin was going to leave any time soon, so unless she wanted Robin to find her curled up in the corner in a puddle of urine, she had to do something and fast. It was then when Tharja came up with her own strategy. She quietly casted a hex to speed up Robin's bladder. That way, Robin would need to leave the room soon. All Tharja would have to do is outlast Robin. An hour passed and Tharja was absolutely dying. It took all the strength she had not to wet herself right there. However, her plan was beginning to bore fruit. She could see Robin's legs bouncing up and down, a sure sign of a filling bladder. "Man, what's with me? I went right before I talked to Chrom," Robin complained to herself as she rose from her desk and walked out of her tent. Finally, Tharja could see the light at the end of the tunnel. All she had to do was make it to the bathroom and she'd be safe, easy as pie. However, she quickly realized this would be anything but easy. As soon as she stood up from behind the boxes, she felt a spurt of pee run into her leggings. "Gods no, please," Tharja pleaded as she doubled over. After gaining control of herself, she began to check the damages. There was only a small golfball sized wet patch at the crotch, and she needed to make it to the bathroom if she didn't want it to get any bigger. With newfound determination, she hobbled out of the tent making her way to the bathroom It took all of her strength, and her wet patch had grown a little, but now she stood outside the bathroom. Finally, relief was so close. She grabbed the door knob and... "Huh?" Tharja's eyes went wide with horror as she realized the door was locked. "Don't worry, I'll only be a minute" Robin's voice came from the other side. It was like Tharja's life flashed before her eyes when she realized the fatal flaw in her plan. She was the one who put Robin in the bathroom. This was the last thought that went through Tharja's head before the dam burst. Her dark leggings began to grow a shade darker, and the thin material they were made of proved no match for the torrent of liquid rushing from her womanhood. Many streams of pee began flowing down her legs as another poured straight down into the dirt below. Her legs gave out and she sat in the dirt for what felt like hours, pissing herself like a little girl. Eventually the streams died down, and Tharja was left sitting in a pool of her own urine, when a sound snapped her out of it. It was Robin pulling up her pants. She couldn't let Robin see her like this. As she heard the door opening, she quickly crawled to the other side of the bathroom. "Okay, it's all... huh?" "I guess they don't need to go anymore." A confused Robin said as she returned to her tent. Sighing with relief, Tharja took what little solace she could from the fact Robin didn't see her. Her shoes squished with every step as she made her way back to her tent for some dry clothes.
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