Zapp Renfro

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About Zapp Renfro

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    Formerly The Comedian
  • Birthday 07/06/1996

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  • My pronouns are..
    he/him

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  • I'm into..
    Ageplay
    Bathroom Control
    Bedwetting
    Tickling
    Watersports
    Biting
    Bondage
    Crossdressing
    Cuddling
    Exhibitionism
    Face-sitting
    Gags
    Gender bender
    Humiliation
    Master / Pet
    Master / Slave
    Parent and child play
    Pee drinking
    Pleasure control
    Public humiliation
    Sadism / Masochism
    Spanking

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  1. Zapp Renfro

    Commissions Open Again

    I will be tentatively adding diaper wetting to my list of things I'm willing to write, ageplay included, though I still will not do anything involving messing/scat. My no-slots special runs until the end of May, so until then, I have unlimited slots. After that I will return to either three of five, depending on my workload.
  2. Zapp Renfro

    Request Thread

    Definitely need more Tokyo Ghoul content, which I'm open to writing if anyone has suggestions, and I'm up for male or female. But as for throwing my own ideas into the ring, I think something with Shirazu could be fun
  3. Zapp Renfro

    Is a new friend into omo or not?

    You could always disregard the bit about no long coats and bring one, and just not put it on unless you actually need to cover something later.
  4. Zapp Renfro

    Wetpantsdenim.com

    I'm fucking screaming, the internet is a beautiful place
  5. Zapp Renfro

    Commissions Open Again

    Just because my hours havent quite picked up yet and I really need to build some savings before the end of the month, all slots can be disregarded for now. I'm open for any amount, trying to meet a goal, so if you've ever considered commissioning me before, if you're an old regular, your business is greatly appreciated!
  6. Zapp Renfro

    nicholas1996's Commissions (A Series of Fics)

    There has recently been a string of strange crimes- robberies at amusement parks, with concession equipment being stolen completely undetected. Therefore, in order to try and catch the thief in the act, Nick and Judy are given undercover work at one of the amusement parks that has not been hit yet, while other cops are at the others. Their undercover job involves wearing large mascot costumes, meant to make them look like flowers- which Nick is quick to point out looks ridiculous, while Judy tells him not to complain, they don’t have a choice- and just try to blend in with the crowd. It’s an easy enough job for the time being, but it isn’t long before things start to get complicated. About two hours into their day, both get an urge to pee around the same time. While working as mascots, they aren’t allowed to speak, so neither can ask the other to cover for them while they go, or ask for a break. Judy looks to the line and sees how long a wait it is just to get into the bathroom, and she knows that asking for a break probably wouldn’t go well anyway. When Nick looks, he also sees how long the line is and decides to wait it out, rather than try to signal for a break and sneak off. It’s better to wait for their shift to end, but an hour into waiting, and he isn’t as sure about that as he initially was. The more time ticks on, the more badly he has to go, with the throb in his bladder increasing to the point that it is very uncomfortable. Meanwhile, Judy is not holding up much better, and when she’s been in the suit for more than four hours, she has gotten to the point where she tries to subtly cross her legs, but in a costume like this, it is very hard to do without it being noticeable. There isn’t anyone around who looks like they could be a suspect, no activity to indicate that they’re onto anything, and as soon as Judy decides that she will just cross her legs anyway, she notices that Nick does the exact same thing, and she wonders if he is feeling just as desperate as she is right now. Biting her lip, she wonders what either of them can do in this situation. She blushes, looking to Nick, and he points down to the crotch area as a signal. Judy nods in response, but there isn’t much left they can do to communicate or figure out a solution. She wants to keep waiting, but she isn’t sure if she’ll be able to. Nick feels the same way, to the point that he decides that there is no better option than to make a break for it. He is nearly at his limit, his bladder is so full now, and when he hurries off to the bathroom, Judy does not hesitate to follow him, joining him in the very long lines. This is not the best of situations, because some people think they are just playing a part in line, and try to interact with them, but the more obviously fidgety they become, the more their desperation shows even in the large costumes, and it is obvious just how badly they have to go. It’s humiliating, and the line moves so slowly that neither of them think that they’ll get to the front of it in time. Finally, they both decide to break away and try to figure something else out, before it’s too late. They hurry off to a janitor’s closet, but neither of them are able to open the door due to the size of their costume hands. Nick hurriedly tries to get Judy’s costume off, but runs into the same problem. With their costumes proving difficult to remove and the door impossible to open, they begin to panic, not sure what to do. It is then that they see a maintenance worker passing by, and they wave him over, breaking character for the first time. “Can you help us with the zipper?” asks Nick, pulling off his mascot head, and Judy does the same. “It’s a bit of an emergency.” The man asks no questions, fortunately, and helps with their zippers before leaving them on their own to get out of their suits again, and not a moment too soon. Both feel as though the dam could burst at any moment, but when they try the closet door, they find that it’s been locked all along. Without any option, and no time left to really think it through, they ditch their costumes and hurry to the nearest tree, both hoping that it’s secluded enough. After checking that no one is watching, they both unzip, just in time, and water the tree with their powerful streams, giving huge sighs of relief. However, their relief is short lived as they hear laughter and realize that they’ve been spotted, Neither are able to stop until it’s already done, and by then some have even started recording. Humiliated, they both run away as quickly as possible, hoping that once they’re back in their costumes, they won’t be recognized.
  7. Zapp Renfro

    Commissions Open Again

    I got offered three jobs in the past couple days, so I'm gonna dial back the slots again, back down to three. I've also started a patreon, which has some tiers that are the equivalent of a commission. I'll link that thread here, but yeah! Three slots open right now, I might take them down more depending on work/how the patreon goes.
  8. Zapp Renfro

    Lily and Pat

    A/N: The final chapter is here! As promised, here is the final cut google doc, with some changes made to earlier chapters to add further detail. https://docs.google.com/document/d/1T59e4_KGIkyHoghm4s6MmJvMJAHly5QpAUvN9d_t4Kk/edit?usp=sharing She is left alone in the interrogation room for some time, and in the absolute silence, she can’t help but her it; a leaking pipe. The steady dripping of the water is just annoying at first, and impossible to shut out, but then, it becomes something else. She is handcuffed to the table, unable to move, and for the first time since she got here, she realizes that she is starting to need to pee again. She squirms in the seat, hyper aware of how her bladder begins to slowly fill, already filled with a sense of dread. After wetting herself this morning, all she can think about is how she wants to get to a bathroom as quickly as possible, but she won’t have that option until her interrogators come in, and even then, she can’t be sure that they will show mercy on her, but she hopes that they will have some decency. However, when they enter the room, all that one of the men says is, “If you want to go ahead and confess now, that would make things easier for us.” “But I didn’t do it!” she protests. “Then you’re just gonna have to wait for your lawyer to get here,” he replies. “Maybe he can make everything all better for you, but I doubt it, with all the witnesses that we have.” “I really, really didn’t,” she insists, but she knows it’s no good right now. She really does need to wait for her lawyer. However, as she squirms again, she remembers that there’s something she would rather not wait on. Her bladder is growing so full that she can feel it pulsing and pounding more and more with each passing second, and with no idea when her lawyer is coming, she does not think she should try to wait until the end of the interrogation. “Please,” she says, her face turning red with embarrassment as she admits her problem, “can I please have a break before we start? I-I have to go to the bathroom, and-” “You’re not leaving this room until we figure something out. Why don’t you just do the right thing and confess?” “Because I didn’t do it! There’s nothing to confess to! I’m innocent, so please! Just let me go to the bathroom, and then we can wait for my lawyer!” “You really think you can get out of this just by saying you didn’t do it?” the cop asks her, shaking his head. “No way. We know that you did it, so there’s no point in lying. No one could prove your innocence, and waiting around isn’t doing any of us any good. Either you can do things the easy way, or we can do this the hard way and wait for your lawyer but either way, we know you did it.” “If I did it, then why would I already have to go again?!” she demands, shaking with her need, her swollen bladder continuing to protest. “Drank too much of the pond water you ruined, maybe?” he replies, and she feels herself tearing up, realizing how hopeless this must be for her. “You were splashing around in there for a while, according to witnesses, so that definitely makes sense to me.” “Serves you right, swallowing that gross water,” another cop says, giving her a look of disgust. “She’s disgusting, isn’t she?” “Nobody is listening to me!” she nearly screams, growing hysterical. She has to pee so bad now that she cannot stop trembling, and the dripping of the pipe seems so loud to her even though she knows she should be able to block it out, with other conversation going on around her. She can’t block it out, though, no matter how hard she tries, and she does not think that her lawyer is going to get here in time. “I didn’t do it,” she protests again weakly, but she knows they will not believe her, nor will they take pity on her to give her a bathroom break. If her only option is to confess, then that is what she is going to have to do, to give relief to her throbbing bladder. After dealing with the ache of desperation once already today, she is weak now, and she wants to give in more than anything. Knowing all of this, and knowing how this may ruin her if she does, she says it. “O-okay, I confess! I confess! There, are you happy? I confess, so can I please go to the bathroom now?” “Did you hear that?” one of the cops says in glee. “She confessed! We finally got her to crack!” With that, they all break out into cheers, congratulating one another and celebrating their success. They are so elated to have gotten Lily to confess, in fact, that they are too preoccupied with that to listen to her, or pay attention to her pleas to be allowed the bathroom break she had been promised. “Please? Can I please go to the bathroom?” she begs. “I have to pee, please!” But it’s no use; they won’t listen. Her lawyer arrives soon, but too late, and he is told that he will see her again in court. Lily, while squirming and struggling against her bladder, is cuffed and taken to her cell, still denied her bathroom break. ~X~ Two weeks later, when Lily, dressed in a prison jumpsuit, is brought into her trial, she is shaking so much that she can barely stand. The toilet in her cell was out of order, and no matter how much she begged, she was not allowed to transfer to another cell. She aches with her need, and all she can do is pray that her trial is over soon, that her lawyer can prove her innocent, so that this whole ordeal can be over with, and she can go to bathroom at last. But she isn’t so sure about her chances in this trial, when she feels the eyes of the jury on her. She recognizes some faces in the crowd from the crowd at the pond, and she knows that they have a bias against her. She clenches her fists at her side, trembling and squeezing her thighs tightly together. Blinking back tears, she waits to be called forward. Biting her lip, Lily fights against another potential leak, something that she’s been fighting for so long that she finds it hard to believe that she has been able to stop herself from wetting herself this whole time. She is so nervous and terrified of losing control in front of all these people. She can only imagine how terrible it would look for her to soak the floor of the courtroom while trying to prove that she was not the one to do the same thing to the town pond. She can barely pay attention to the proceedings, until she is asked outright, “How do you plea?” “I...N…” She squirms, jamming her hands between her legs even though everyone is looking at her. She can’t wait herself here, not now, not when the trial is about to really get under way. She has to focus, she has to speak up and tell them the truth, she has to overcome this situation, and the first step is to say it. “N...nng….nah- nah...g-guilty!” she strains, almost losing control in the middle of her sentence, and just barely manages to stop her bladder from emptying. For a moment, she thinks she is triumphant; after all, she manages to stop a leak and get her statement out, all in one go. But then, the horror of what has actually happened comes crashing down on her. “She pleads guilty,” the judge announces, “and has confessed to the crime during interrogation. I see no reason to continue.” “No!” she screams, realizing that they’ve misheard her due to her stammering. The murmur of the courtroom becomes almost deafening to her as she tries to be heard over it. “No, that’s not what I meant! I didn’t say that, I said-” “So, without further ado-” “I said I wasn’t guilty! I’m not guilt!” she screams. “I didn’t do it, I didn’t-” “-with the severity of the crime, I have no choice but to-” “It wasn’t me, please, you have to listen! Believe me, I can prove it! I didn’t do it! Give me a chance to-” “-sentence you to thirty years in prison, no toilets-” “No, no, no, no, no! Please, give me a chance, give me a trial, I promise! I can prove I didn’t do it!” “-and if you ever wet yourself or pee anywhere other than a toilet-” “It wasn’t me! Why does no one listen to me? Why does no one believe me?” Lily is sobbing now, in disbelief and despair. After everything that’s happened, it’s really come to this? “-then we will raise your sentence to a life sentence.” “Noooooo!” she wails. “It isn’t fair, that isn’t fair, please, stop, just let me-” But then, before she can even finish begging for her freedom, without paying any attention to anything that she’s said, without even doing anything to indicate that he’s heard her, the judge slams his gavel down. It’s over for Lily, it’s all over, and there’s nothing she can do now to change the outcome of the trial, the result of several incidents on one horrible, unlucky day. She is sobbing and begging for mercy even as she is drug out of the courtroom, and her bladder throbs harder and harder, making it known to her that it won’t be long before she loses the battle. It seems that no matter how hard she fights, she won’t be able to stop herself from losing control- after all, she can’t hold it for thirty years- which means that her fate has already been sealed.
  9. Finally got a small part time job to tide me over, maybe going to get a second one soon if the main job never pans out. Either way, that's a lot of stress gone.

  10. Since I want to start doing this writing thing more frequently, like I used to, I got the idea to start up a patreon, where I will post what content I write relevant to the fetish early, and post it here/on ao3 later (perhaps a week out, or so). Not only that, but I would also do polls for what I should write next (both with original fiction and fanfiction), suggestions for what goes on polls, and then requests for the higher tiers. The higher tiers would be the same price as my commissions are, so it's basically like always being guaranteed a commission slot, while also getting the voting rights and suggestion rights. I don't know if this will take off well or not, but I thought it would be fun to try, and a better way to motivate myself to keep writing new omorashi content. As for the content, I write both male and female, but it would frequently lean toward whatever my patrons were voting on. Same with potential fandoms for fanfiction, anything on my fandom list for my commissions is fair game (Fire Emblem, My Hero Academia, Blood Blockade Battlefront, Durarara, Tokyo Ghoul just to name a few), but I'm always getting into new things, and that list could expand. Finally, I'd like it to be the place where I start posting early access to a multi-chaptered fic with omo as the main focus, though there might be some chapters where it isn't the main event, overall it would be a fic about a couple exploring omorashi (with potentially some lewder scenes, based on if that's voted in or not). It would focus on OCs, so no external context needed. As of right now, my outline is out to five chapters, I don't see it being any longer than ten, so I would say probably around seven chapters total, possibly more depending on how the scenes I have in mind flesh out. The title is His Waitress, and it centers on, as the title suggests, a waitress in her early twenties with a crush on one of her regulars. He is a bit older than her, and, though they flirt, it doesn't really go anywhere. Until one day, when she's gotten busy at work and she doesn't have a chance for a break, he begins to flirt with her more heavily, while she struggles against her desperation. At the time, she doesn't thing the two are connected, but... So, I'm not sure if this is something any of you would be interested in, or if it will take off, but I figured it was worth a try! If you wanted to commission me but didn't know what to ask for, or if you'd like to have a regular commission slot, or if you just want to throw me a dollar while I'm in the process of moving, getting married, and trying to find a new job, it would be greatly appreciated! My current goal is to hopefully produce at minimum one female story a month, one male story a month, and at least one update of His Waitress a month, but I think the last one will be more frequent than that, and just keep rolling until I finish it. Without further ado, here's the link: https://www.patreon.com/zappobrien Here's my AO3 with a fuckton of my work: https://archiveofourown.org/users/WattStalf And here's my commission thread, where I have all that information:
  11. I really wish I could start working again soon, being unemployed has me so stir crazy.

    1. Dimwitrolo

      Oh dude
      Being unemployed is the worst
      Good luck getting a new job my dude

  12. Zapp Renfro

    Lily and Pat

    A/N: A short update without any desperation, but that's because it's leading up to the next part, and I didn't want the next part to get too hefty. They scream in terror despite being underwater, and Lily quickly closes her mouth to avoid taking too much water in. The two are swirled around and around until they are separated, and she closes her eyes tight, with no idea where she is going. All she can do is hold her breath and hope that whatever happens, she makes it out of this alive. Just when she thought her day could not get any worse...though what she doesn’t realize is things are only going to get worse from here. When she is finally able to break the surface of the water, she realizes that she has been taken far from home in the rush of water. She’s emerged in the town pond, and that’s not all that’s off; judging from how the water has yellowed around her, and the strange scent in the air, she knows that Pat must have finally lost control of himself, the large quantity he was holding completely tainting the water. She should probably search for Pat and make sure that he’s alright, but first she wants to get out of the water for a moment, and heads for the shore. That is when she notices the crowd of people gathering around the pond, watching her as she emerges, and she is suddenly very conscious of how much she smells, having been in the water. Everyone is staring at her, and she thinks it must be because of how gross she looks right now, and she’s sure that Pat is going to get in a lot of trouble for everything that he’s done. Once he comes up, everyone is going to turn on him, and he is going to be in trouble, which serves him right for what he’s put her through today. But then, the crowd begins to close in around her, several people talking at once so that it’s hard to tell what anyone is saying. She is just barely able to pick out some of the statements, and a sense of dread settles over her as she realizes what everyone has assumed from what they have witnessed. “You nasty girl,” she hears someone say. “What were you thinking?!” another person questions. “As if we don’t have enough trouble with pollution!” “Did you think it was funny to do that? Well? Did you?” “Keep her surrounded so she can’t escape! The cops are already on their way!” The crowd thinks that she did it! They think that she’s the guilty one, when she’s really just been a victim in both this and every other crazy thing that’s happened today! Any minute now, she expects to wake up from this nightmare, but for now, she’s surrounded by this angry mob, blaming her for staining the pond with pee. “It wasn’t me!” she argues, but no one seems to hear her. “It was him, it was Pat, it was- !” But even as she looks around wildly, she can find no sign of the young man who followed her down the drain. “Don’t try to lie,” someone tells her. “You can’t blame this on any of us, we all saw you come out of there! There are way too many witnesses for you to even think you could get away with something like this.” Her heart is racing now, as she begins to realize that arguing is going to do her absolutely no good. But with all these people against her, then how is she going to prove her innocence? She didn’t do it! She knows that she didn’t have to pee, so there’s no way any of that is hers! But how can she convince anyone of that? “It wasn’t me!” she pleads again. “You have to understand, the toilet at the house was broken, and we had to fix it, but there was a flood and-” “And you had your own little flood in our pond!” someone interrupts, getting the crowd all riled up again. “No, I didn’t, I-I...I didn’t even have to go! I already went!” she insists. “I...I peed my pants earlier today! Before! You can ask my ex-boyfriend or my roommates, they saw-” Even though she is willing to admit to her embarrassing secret, it doesn’t seem to do her much, or any good. One person declares, “You only did that once you were already in the pond!” So it doesn’t seem like anyone here is willing to listen to reason. Without a witness on her side, it is going to be very hard for her to get the police to believe that she wasn’t responsible for this catastrophe, and she’s sure by now, Pat must have managed to make his escape during the chaos. What was already the worst and most humiliating day of her life only gets worse when the police arrive, cuffing her without listening to her pleas. She’s thrown into the car and told that she will be interrogated at the station, and that it would be best for her to wait until she gets there before she says anything that might incriminate her.
  13. Zapp Renfro

    What are your weirdest omo fantasies?

    I have many fantasies but if we're going for super weird, right now I'm hung up on being Zapp Renfro during training, denied breaks because his master doesn't grasp human needs, wetting, and then getting chewed out by said master. Who is just kind of a body segment with the voice of a didgeridoo but I'd still didgeriDO him...
  14. Zapp Renfro

    Commissions Open Again

    Well, as it turns out, after interviewing and being offered the job two weeks ago, I still haven't heard from my boss? So it looks like I might be back on the job hunt, which means that I am opening the other two slots back up for now.
  15. I can't believe I'm going to write yet another BBB omo fic, I'm gonna get run out of this fandom for sure