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Alex Cubed

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  1. I have never peed while sleeping, but I have dreamed about peeing. In my dream usually I get a strong urge to pee and then find somewhere to go(not always an appropriate place). I’ll start peeing and feel no relief, then get interrupted and stop peeing to continue the dream. When I wake up shortly after I’m dry and my bladder is very full, though a few times I’ve fallen back asleep for an hour.
  2. Seems like you got so close to the end. Better luck next time. Might I add that while you were mostly vocal, towards the end you did quiet a bit. Obviously your focus was split the game and pressing matters, but a few more words about what you're feeling and when the seal broke. The "Ah" at the 10th flag was rather telling, along with completing stopping gameplay cause it happened. When you said you might not make it through chapter 7 is when things really ramped up mentally. Just a little more vocal as it gets near the end would be a positive. It's really good though. Omo streams while gaming are hot and a good distraction for all the waiting, for both the holder and viewers.
  3. On a tree in the woods/a nature trail. Seeing the tree turn darker where I've peed is nice. A little mark of mine(that will soon dry up).
  4. Given how far parking spaces in these places are from just getting into the build, which could be a 10+ minute walk, I could see how many would risk going in a corner rather than risk the long trek. Small anecdote. Came back from a flight with family, had grabbed luggage and was on the way out to the parking garage when I felt an urge to pee. It was a 30+ minute ride back and I didn't want to wait(wasn't desperate) or go back. I sped walk to the car to be alone for a moment before family caught up and went right there between the cars. Once they caught up a family member commented on the puddle but no one pointed fingers.
  5. What's the point of the blue water and a toilet if you're not supposed to finish up there?
  6. Make sure you’re hydrated normally throughout the day. You want your kidneys already working. If you think you’re going to do a hold, increase your drinking hours earlier so you’re processing stuff quicker. Tea. It’s that simple. Drink tea. Arizona brand works my bladder pretty well. A friend to motivate you. I tried many times to hold by myself till I couldn’t but eventually I lost motivation and just went. After domming quite a few times online I was the sub once, and that was the trick. The first time I subbed I was more active, drinking more, and for the first time in my life lost control and peed myself. Friends are a good motivator, even online ones just typing to you.
  7. Back, and with a sequel with a story. Amazing. Feyn and Lex are such cuties. Your artwork and scenes are great.
  8. What would you like to see? Which character(s)? If it's a goo thing, how might that work? I don't know much about Changed except the softcore porn tf stuff. And a smart goo named Puro.
  9. Oh man, a Legoshi omo story. That was really good. I think you captured his personality quite well. (You forgot to copy over part 4, but I found it.)
  10. In case you don't know, this website has a Discord server and on that server is a nifty bot that will track holding. Time, fluid intake, and endings, along with a weighted random pee permission system. This thread is not about that. This thread is about a program with similar goals, but runs locally on the user's computer. Perhaps with additional functionality, saving sessions, who knows? I've been learning some Python for a while now and want a slightly bigger project to work on. This thread is for potential updates, user ideas, and whatever else I feel like. I have already created a very basic program, back when I was super new to Python. All it does is track time and a liquid total with a very minimal GUI. I'd like to start over with what I know now and put as much as I can into a small program. Goals: Runs locally. Saves sessions. Consumed fluid and time. A goal system. A permission system. Built in challenges? Whatever other users want.
  11. Very interested in seeing where this goes. I'd be interested in gender options for the characters.
  12. Tools needed: Hard candy. A candy you can suck on until it dissolves. The basic idea is at some point during a hold, you pop a hard candy in your mouth and try to wait until it dissolves completely. No chewing, only sucking. It can be done at any point, with any number of candies. It's a dual sided challenge, both waiting this unknown timer out before you pee yourself, and also not accidentally chewing the candy like many people can't help. Wait until you're close to leaking, pop a candy in and try to wait. Wait until you've leaked, then pop a candy in and try to finish it before the next leak. Make it 1, 2, or any number. If you completely dissolve the candy, you get the reward of your choice. If you accidentally chew, you punish yourself.
  13. Freebie I wrote for "throwaway3.10" on FA. Yes I write custom stories. My main furry profile, where I may write non-omorashi stuff is AlexCubed on SoFurry. Robin packed her cooler and bag into the back of her pickup truck, a Ford F450. She tapped her pockets. Phone? Check. Keys? Check. The brown coyote went up front and climbed into the truck. She was a somewhat, lean, tomboy who drove big trucks and wore mens swim trunks. Today she was headed to the beach to meet her friend, so she wore black swim trunks and a green bikini top. She sipped a bit of water from her bottle and pulled out of the driveway, ready for a day at the beach. It was a warm sunny day and she wasn’t going to miss it. She clicked on the radio and dialed through the stations. Bzzt… “And then she said”... Bzzt… “Traffic on highway fou-”... Bzzt… “si quieres un mal momento”... Bzzt. She clicked through until she found some music to listen to. The beach wasn’t that far, just a short trip on the highway headed East which conveniently connected straight to the coastal road. She took another sip of water, it was a hot day. Getting in the water would feel amazing for sure. Thinking of water, she felt a twinge down below, she had a small urge to go but it could wait, the beach wasn’t too far and she had just pulled onto Highway Forty. Twenty minutes into her drive traffic was slowing, it wasn’t too unusual during the week living in a highly populated area and all. She brought her bottle to her lips, tilting it back far. It was running low, the heat of today making her thirsty. She finished the last few swigs and placed it back in the cup holder. She noticed all the cars in front of her were braking, and she slowed to a snail's pace. ‘What was going on? Traffic usually isn’t this bad.’ Soon though, all the cars stopped and she was stuck in traffic. Without the distraction of driving her bladder came back to attention, sending a stronger signal, telling her it was filling up. ‘Ugh, of course I have to pee when there’s standstill traffic.’ Another twenty minutes had passed and while traffic on the road wasn’t moving, all the water she drank was moving it’s way through her body. She put a hand on her thigh and gave it a quick squeeze, not worried, just annoyed. She left her hand there as she grabbed her phone from her pocket. She opened the local news and read the latest section, “Car accident on Highway Forty, traffic backed up for miles.” Well, there was the reason for her predicament. The hand resting on her thigh slid into her crotch, giving gentle pressure. As she feels momentary relief she also sees traffic starting to move. She takes her foot off the brake and continues her drive, slowly making her way down the highway. It’s not long until she passes by the accident, an entire freight truck on its side blocking two lanes. One she passes by it traffic spreads out to all lanes speeding things up significantly. She speeds up going ten over the posted speed limit. She keeps a paw near her crotch, giving it an occasional rub to relieve the pressure, it was getting worse. With traffic cleared it’s not long until she makes it to her turn onto the coastal road. She deliberates making a stop at the corner store to relieve herself but it’s only ten more minutes to the beach. She miscalculated however that the coastal road was of course, right up against the water. She tried not to look but it was hard to miss the waves splashing along the coast. She had to grip herself tightly, ‘Not too much longer, hold on.’ Robin pulls into the parking lot, scanning for a free spot to park. One hand pressed deeply between her legs. Her left leg was tapping impatiently as she waited for someone to back out of a spot. “Come on, come on,'' she muttered, willing them to go faster. She pulled into the spot the moment the car was clear and undid her seatbelt. No longer driving she was able to squeeze her legs together tightly and hold with both hands. She looked around for the restroom sign, ready to run the moment she stepped out of the car. She spotted the sign and prepared herself for the run. She opened the door and stepped out from her large truck, her feet hitting the ground with a thud. Psss. She clamped her hands on her crotch, feeling a wet spot. She had just leaked. Her plan immediately left her mind, she wasn’t going to make it. The coyote took a quick look around, she didn’t see anyone. What hard would wetting her swim trunks really do? She would just get into the ocean in a minute. The thought of the ocean made up her mind. She let go of her crotch and stood up, parting her legs slightly. Immediately she could feel the crotch of her black swim trunks get warm and wet with her pee. She sighed with relief as the pee ran down her fur, over her paws, into the sand creating a large dark spot. She could feel her bladder start to deflate, the river still flowing down her legs a minute later. She leaned against her car, the immense feeling wearing her out. Her stream began to taper, so she push hard to get the last bits out, to be completely empty. Once she finished, she ran a hand down her stomach and over her soaked crotch. “Fuck that felt good.” She wiped her hand off, and took a few moments to compose herself. She went to the back of her pickup, grabbed her cooler and bag, holding them in front of her as she made her way to the beach. Robin felt her phone vibrate in her pocket, probably her friend wondering what was taking so long. But her friend wasn’t on the beach yet, they were in their car parked just across from Robin. They had watched Robin pee her swim trunks, now filled with a confused feeling deep in their core.
  14. Looking forward to this. Your last one was good, but I didn't find it in time to participate.
  15. I prefer making others the fresh material. Plus I can't have an accident for the life of me, I can hold so much for a long time.
  16. I posted one of my experience way back when I joined the site, never posted the second one because it was very similar and I forgot. Hence the title. I would've been 9 or 10, this was summer daycare at church. On this day we were scheduled to go to a waterpark, Blizzard Beach. It was two hours away and of course it was by bus. This was a regular school bus, no AC, and no bathroom. Only two hours away meant no breaks either, which may have been pushing it for a bus full of 6-11 year olds. The drive itself was two hours, it didn't account for loading us up after changing before we left, or getting our tickets once we got there. Of course I had no idea how long this ride was going to be. So the bus is going up the interstate, kids are talking, it's warming up in the bus even with the windows down. I'm sitting in the second to last row in a t-shirt and my swim trunks, by myself. As time goes on I feel an urge building inside me but I ignore it. There's no clock or watch, just the grass and trees going past the window. I do at some point overhear one of the counselors up front mention something about a kid needing the restroom, but I don't hear much in the back. We weren't stopping in any case. I can feel the pressure building inside me, it's getting pretty bad. Like at the movie theater and the movie is almost over bad. I sit in my seat with one hand casually over my crotch, the thinness of the suit allowing more direct contact with the output valve. I'm now aware that we've been on the bus for what seems a long time, and wondering how much longer it will be. I remain quiet though, partly because I was shy, and partly because speaking up wouldn't do anything. More time goes by, my grip is getting tighter, occasionally pinching it to feel better. The bus finally turns off the interstate, I'm relieved cause that means we're almost there. I focus looking out the window, watching for signs. I see the sign for the waterpark, and we pull into the parking lot. The bus pulls up near the sidewalk to drop everyone off and I stand up for the first time in two hours. The shift wasn't too bad, it just felt different. I let go of my crotch as we leave the bus and follow everyone to the area outside the entrance. I stand for a few minutes waiting to be allowed entry. I squirm a little and decide to sit down on a curb surrounding some trees in the middle of the sidewalk. It's not private by any means but thoughts were going through my mind as I sat there, pinching myself again. I thought of pulling my swim trunks past my rear and pushing my thingy down to point into the dirt behind the curb. Way too public. I thought of just going through them, they were swim trunks after all. (In hindsight I wish I did this, no one would have noticed a little wetness.) I sat there waiting for 20 minutes, wondering how much longer it was going to be. Finally I hear a counselor calling everyone to the entrance. I give myself one last squeeze and walk quickly over to the entrance. The entry guy is just counting heads as we go in, so no delay there. I rush over to a large sign with a map, looking for my relief. I spot it, there's one in the food court just ahead. I walk quickly to it, looking for the sign. I rush into the bathroom and to a urinal, pulling down the front of my trunks and letting relief wash over me. It felt really good at the time. I finish up and slip my trunks back up, completely dry. I then went and had a wonderful day at the waterpark, not revisiting the bathroom again cause I just peed in the water.
  17. Hmm, I only have two and I've already posted one. Maybe I should get around to posting the second one, it's quite similar though.
  18. I have a few I've posted that I've snagged from the experiences of others. I have two more from former buddies, might post those. (In case anyone is wondering these other stories are also male. I talk to a lot of dudes.)
  19. He hid his need until he was out of the assembly hall. Possibly noticed his minor squirming but he wasn't paying attention to others. He said he would have peed himself if he didn't leave. He said that if the second bathroom was locked he wouldn't have made it to any other bathroom. It was that close.
  20. Once again I bring you a tale from yet another friend of mine. This story is told from their perspective, with some minor edits by me. Posted with permission. The break shows where the omorashi part starts, so you don't have to read before that. I will be sharing your comments/questions with to person who told me this story, they would love to hear them and respond. ---------- The day started like any of my other normal days. I wake up on a Monday morning at sunrise to have breakfast and get ready for school. I was 17 and it was my last year at my high school, which was a catholic all boys school. I had my usual breakfast of toast before getting ready. Due to sleep deprivation I also drank a large mug of coffee in my favourite special mug, which really helped me get through the day, but the mug was basically a small bowl with a handle. I hopped in the shower to have a quick scrub and shave what little facial hair I had before I got dressed. The shower probably lasted longer than it should have, I typically take way too long in the shower, found it helps me to wake up. I hopped out and scrubbed myself down with a towel and began the chore of getting dressed. Winter uniform consisted of a long sleeve button up dress shirt, underwear, black socks, grey pants, black leather shoes, belt, tie and finally the blazer. I grabbed my laptop, schoolbooks, phone, headphones and wallet and shoved them into my school bag along with my grey wide brim bucket hat. I fill up my water bottle before leaving and place it into the little slot for it on the side of the bag. Parents woke up just as I was beginning to leave to lock the door behind me and get ready for work. Saying goodbye, I walk into my driveway and begin walking to the train station. Grabbing out my headphones to listen to music, since the walk was about 15-20 minutes usually. I liked to get the exercise and groove along the sidewalk of my suburb to relax. The walk was uneventful but it was still a little exhausting. As I arrive at the station around 7:30, I take a swig from my water bottle and wait for the train to arrive. It takes a little bit of time but the train finally arrives and I hop on. Even though it was early, it was impossible to find a seat on the train, it was packed full of people travelling to the brisbane CBD for work and schoolkids. After about 10 minutes of commute, the train arrived at the station closest to my school, despite still being another 10 minute walk away. I walked up the stairs into the main courtyard towards the building with my locker. I opened my locker and shoved my bag in, grabbing my school diary out to check what subjects I had today. The first two periods were taken by a school assembly. I closed my locker and walked upstairs to the second level of the building looking for my friends. I saw one of my best mates Ariel, he was a short filipino, as I walked up the stairs. Looking at my watch to check the time, 8:10, no wonder no one else was here. "Ariel, how are you doing?" I say walking up to him. "Yeah im doing alright thanks." We proceeded to chat about things that we did during the weekend, which was probably about what happened in our Dungeons and Dragons session the previous day for a laugh. Slowly, the rest of our friends would show up and join in the conversation. First was Daniel, a white south african, followed by Chris and James, which were typical high school students and basically interchangeable. ---------- As the first bell rung, we ended our conversation and began moving towards the school assembly building, which was just the indoor basketball and netball courts. Slowly, all ~1200 students made their way inside the building and sat in their designated areas based on school house. My friends and I were all in the same house, but in different tutor rooms so we had to split up. I sat down next to other seniors from my tutor room and waited for the assembly to start. Assemblies were always boring, they talked about so much sports shit that I just didn't care about like cricket or rugby. Most of the time I just leaned forward and put my head in my hands and tried to not fall asleep. This assembly started off a little differently though, the first 15 minutes was designated to charity in East Timor. Once the sports announcements started, I was off in my own little world. Time seemed to move to a crawl, and slowly the urge began. Completely neglecting that I hadn't gone to the bathroom before the assembly started. At first the feeling was typical. I just tried to not think about it about get through the assembly before running off to the bathroom. I glanced at my watch to check the time. I still had to sit in the hall for another hour. Over time the feeling gets worse and worse but I try my best to hold it and weather the storm. The pressure builds and every minute feels slow. Constantly glancing at my watch hoping to see time speed up so that I could get relief. Sitting there I could do nothing but think about going to the bathroom just to pee. The feeling had built over time. I resorted to using tricks to stop myself from experiencing the feeling. Purposefully getting an erection to stave off the feeling. Unfortunately, the urge was overwhelming and my erection didn't even last 5 minutes before disappearing. I had waited for 45 minutes since I first need to go before I finally had to do something before I pissed myself. Thankfully, I was seated by the sides of the hall and stood up to make my way to the bathroom. There was a bathroom located behind the main stage of the hall by the entrance and I moved towards it, barely able to hold myself in. Just outside the front of the bathroom, I push on the door to enter. Locked. Holy fuck. I calmly walk to the front entrance of the hall to not make much noise. I walk outside and close the door behind me. I proceed to run as fast as I can to the next closest bathroom. Every single step causes legitimate pain and I'm sure that I'm not even gonna make it. The only thing keeping me from pissing myself is the reassurance that I'm already so close to another bathroom. I ran across the courtyard to the next building and booked it to that blocks bathroom. As I was running there, I was leaking small dribbles into my underwear. I run inside and find a stall. I close the stall door behind me, unzip and lower my pants to my knees. I'm immediately going before I have time to grip myself and aim. I feel the best feeling of relief I have ever felt in my entire life. I have never spent more time peeing in one go than I did that day. I was peeing a solid stream for at least a full 15-20 seconds and it continued for over a minute longer, my eyes were watering. After the feeling of euphoric release, I shake my dick and absorb the droplets of piss in my underwear with toilet paper. Looking down, the entire crotch of my underwear was wet. I pull my pants back up and redo my belt. I sheepishly walk back to the hall and take my seat in the assembly. Sitting through the last ~10 minutes, just happy that I was able to pee.
  21. Another great session, glad I could make it to the live stream. You're improving every time, keep it up man.
  22. I am on Discord, and would be interested in a seat for next time. Also just talking too, about omo or furries or both. Hit me up with your Discord and I'll add you.
  23. Wish I could have seen this live. Glad you made a copy of it.
  24. Nice video, holding on until you can't anymore. You have a lucky master.
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