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From the album: Bomb's almost sfw desperation / wetting comics
A commission for FilthyPhoenix: A comic in which Shoka, from the videogame “Neo: The world ends with you” wets herself in an alley, but instead of being embarrassed, she's making a show of it. If you wonder about the werid way the panel divisions were made this time it's because I was trying to replicate the style of the game itself, not sure how good of a job I did. Finished May 9 2022. -
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A commission for Bucketman: Tharja, from Fire Emblem (specifically the recently added outfit on Fire Emblem Heroes) wetting herself with her back against a wall but seemingly enjoying it. Also of interest there is a view of the clothes wetting from the back included. Finished May 14 2022. -
From the album: Bomb's almost sfw desperation / wetting drawings
A commission for LifeIsStrange Barbara Gordon (or Batgirl) from the movie The Killing Joke wetting herself. The scene from which I was given refrence t do this took place in the night so I took it as a chance to practice low light settings. Finished May 23 2022. -
From the album: Bomb's almost sfw desperation / wetting drawings
At the time this artwork was finished I had recently closed commissions because I felt like I was starting to get too burnt out and slow, the first thing I wanted to do after that was (excuse me for the redundancy) something that I wanted to do rather than what someone else wanted... turns out want I wanted was just a girl in a bikini with a big tummy caused by pee... though thit is the alternate version with only a modereate sized onebecause I knoew it wouldn't be too much trouble to make (very little clothes to figure the physics of) extreme version can be found in its respective gallery. Credit to Tsuchigumo for suggesting that some of the girls in the bathroom line in the background should have bladder bulges as well and to a discord user called MirirLightHammer for suggesting the kids playing with water guns. Finished June 15 2022- 3 comments
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A close up of the a bathroom line in another image that I spent too much time on for how much space it took in said image, I wanted it to be noticed.-
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A close up of the a bathroom line in another image that I spent too much time on for how much space it took in said image, I wanted it to be noticed.-
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From the album: Bombs almost sfw extreme desperation drawings
At the time this artwork was finished I had recently closed commissions because I felt like I was starting to get too burnt out and slow, the first thing I wanted to do after that was (excuse me for the redundancy) something that I wanted to do rather than what someone else wanted... turns out want I wanted was just a girl in a bikini with a big tummy caused by pee. Credit to Tsuchigumo for suggesting that some of the girls in the bathroom line in the background should have extreme bladder bulges as well and to a discord user called MirirLightHammer for suggesting the kids playing with water guns. Finished June 15 2022- 1 comment
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View File babyfluffybutt - peeing on a slide babyfluffybutt aka BabyFluffyBunny pees on a slide wearing a bikini Submitter LittleFool Submitted 09/10/2023 Category Female
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IMPORTANT NOTE: File should be unlocked by now, but if it asks for a password, it is otomi-games.com A simple game where an exhibitionist tries to get away with naughty exposure in different locations. There is no story slotted in, purely gameplay. Features get unlocked until you get the full sandbox mode after completing all night and day stages. Remember to click the rectangular stop button swiftly and readily during the main stages! The game is obviously fictional, but please be warned if you are uncomfortable with the concept of bystanders including police and children spotting the main character. None of them are sexualised and merely act as a gauge of the protagonist's detection. The game features are: Four locations. A school, residential area, playground and shopping centre. Night and day versions of the locations. More spotting by bystanders during the day. Customisable outfits, character attitude and even body markings or pubic hair (see pictures). Main stages with the three hearts being like 'lives' until you get caught. Red bar measuring progress until reaching her orgasm. Sandbox mode where you needn't worry about losing the game. Buttons for exposing in various ways, all of which can be combined with peeing. Button to just pee on the spot. Character voice when performing actions with embarrassment/moaning/etc. I have completed all stages, so I included my save files if you should wish to utilise them. Message or comment if they don't work. Support the work at: https://www.dlsite.com/maniax/work/=/product_id/RJ386790.html (From site)Free- 2 comments
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View File Hotty pees in micro bikini Chick pees in skimpy bikini and blows her bf Submitter IvyWilliams89 Submitted 06/04/2023 Category Female
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Okita Cosplay from @Factory. First file is mostly just her showing off her beautiful body. Second part is masturbation which ends in her wetting herself, REALLY filling up her bikini. And I must say, I'm amazed at how waterproof those underwear is and god I want a pair. I've re-encoded the original from 4k down to 1080p, cause files was too large to upload. Tho, Since this is an Omorashi forum after all, I have uploaded a cutout of the second video with just the last part, which is 4k and contains the wetting-part. And as always, I'd like to encourage people who like her to buy her content. Full 4k version available for purchase at GetChuu for roughly $20. And as a side-note, most of their videos with this particular actress ends with wetting of some kind, their other actress has yet to produce any omorashi (afaik), sadly, cause she is also supercute. Enjoy!Free-
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View File @Factory - Okita cosplay w/ wetting Okita Cosplay from @Factory. First file is mostly just her showing off her beautiful body. Second part is masturbation which ends in her wetting herself, REALLY filling up her bikini. And I must say, I'm amazed at how waterproof those underwear is and god I want a pair. I've re-encoded the original from 4k down to 1080p, cause files was too large to upload. Tho, Since this is an Omorashi forum after all, I have uploaded a cutout of the second video with just the last part, which is 4k and contains the wetting-part. And as always, I'd like to encourage people who like her to buy her content. Full 4k version available for purchase at GetChuu for roughly $20. And as a side-note, most of their videos with this particular actress ends with wetting of some kind, their other actress has yet to produce any omorashi (afaik), sadly, cause she is also supercute. Enjoy! Submitter Roze Submitted 05/02/2023 Category JAV Collections
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Told you I'd make you wait until spring. Here is part two of Four Seasons, the fourth volume of the Meagan and Parker trilogy! --------------------------------------------------- “Oh, wow.” “You look pretty good yourself.” “I just don’t think I’ve ever seen you dressed up like this before,” Meagan said. She stepped closer to him, adjusted his tie slightly, then revealed her true motivation as she used that tie to tug him closer for a kiss. “I can’t imagine you in a tux. But this suit… with that haircut… yeah, lover. You clean up real nice.” “Says the woman in the dress that could hand out heart attacks.” “If you think this is impressive, just wait until you see Dacy’s.” “Oh, shit. With her build…” “It’s quite tasteful. And yet insanely sexy. You have my permission to stare.” “I dunno. I’d rather look at you. Twirl for me?” “This dress is too tight for twirling.” “I just wanna look at you. I suppose I could walk in a circle around you?” She grinned and twirled, slowly. Her bridesmaid’s dress was a deep blue. It had no cleavage whatsoever, but it hugged her every curve. The back did plunge, but into cross-hatching that revealed some skin but hid any sight of a bra strap, and a sash across the waist hid the zipper. No heels—not at the wedding of 5’1” Dacy. [That's 155cm, by the way.] A blue hydrangea corsage completed the look. Overall Dacy’s color choices clashed with Meagan’s hints-of-green-and-red aesthetic, but nobody would be looking at Meagan except Parker, and he really didn’t mind. Much, anyway, whispered the videographer in him. Parker wore a cream suit, with a tie and pocket handkerchief that matched Meagan’s dress, and dapper new brown shoes (a gift from his parents). “Ready to go?” Parker asked. “Oh, hell no. There’s so much more to do,” Meagan said with a sigh. “I gotta get back quick. Like I’ve said forty-five times today, being maid of honor is a big-ass job.” “Seems like a perfect-sized ass to me,” he said, running a hand down it. She gave him a grin that could get a glacier hot and bothered. “Wait, what are you wearing under this?” he asked, realizing her dress was revealing no panty line at all. “Even a thong would stand out...” “Play your cards right and you’ll find out.” “All I got in hand is a couple of threes.” “Relax. You’ve got kings showing.” She scooped up her backpack (even as maid of honor, she wasn’t a girl for purses) and headed for the door. “Wait, was that a metaphor…?” “I’m saying you look good, lover.” “If I’ve got kings showing, then you’ve got them, too…” “A win-win situation? I can live with that.” Another grin and she was gone. And just as suddenly back. “Oh, and can you do some quick passes of the bridal party before the limo comes?” Parker checked his watch (a gift from his grandfather some years ago, and suddenly helpful as an additional touch of class). “Shit, that’s real soon now, isn’t it?” “We just need a minute or two of footage, right?” “Yeah, but I want to have good material to choose from.” He hefted the precious camera in its case—high-quality gear, the best he’d ever used, rented by Dacy’s parents’ money for the occasion—and followed her out, slapping the hotel room card key in his pocket to make sure they could get back in. The bridal suite was full of bridesmaids and flowers and confusion. Zephyr could have that effect, although Lucy was generally managing to harness the girl-shaped dynamo and focus it on errands. Gina and Helena, Dacy’s childhood friends, were unfortunately nearer the Zephyr end of the spectrum than the Meagan/Lucy end. And Dacy herself, although she was being remarkably calm, was her usual high-energy self. Meagan sighed, rolled her eyes at Parker, and set about imposing order. Dacy was—well, it was so cliché, but radiant was the only possible word. And her dress really did take his breath away. Like her bridesmaids’ dresses, she’d opted against cleavage and gone for form-fitting instead. On her, with her remarkable chest, the effect was stunning. And the rest of her toned runner’s physique was shown off to good advantage as well. Of course, in this dress pattern, Meagan’s boobs looked remarkably good, too. Parker broke out the camera and filmed what he saw. He’d have to trim out the potential blackmail material in post-production. (How could Zephyr manage to be showing skin with that dress design?) He kept the focus on Dacy, moving around the room a bit to catch her from every angle. And if Meagan showed up quite a bit—sometimes all by herself, looking utterly amazingly hot in all her competence—well, he’d edit that out in post, too… and put it in an entirely different video. “All right, ladies,” Meagan said, hanging up her phone, “The limo is back and we are half an hour to walking down the aisle.” “Do we have time for…” Gina asked. “Probably not,” Meagan interrupted. “It’s only a ten-minute drive but we’ve only got thirty minutes to work with.” “Meagan,” Dacy said, “I need a bathroom break…” “It took us an hour to get you into that dress, sweetie,” Meagan said. Dacy spread her hands, helplessly. “I gotta, Meagan.” “You’re nervous. It’s natural. We’ll deal,” Meagan said, putting her hands on her friend’s shoulders. She whirled quickly. “Parker. Out.” Her eyes were dancing even as she rolled them, and her lips quirked in the slightest smile. “Yes ma’am,” Parker said, shutting down the camera. “Oh, and you’re taking my car over to the venue, remember?” “I got your keys right here.” “And when we get over there, you’re waiting right by the door.” “Yes ma’am!” “Meagan…” Dacy said plaintively. “And, Parker—aw, shit, just go, it’ll all work out.” ---------------------------------------------------- And it did! It didn’t go off with a hitch, but the hitches were so small it didn’t matter and were instantly forgotten. Dacy walked down the aisle with a smile as big as her personality (which was even bigger than her bustline), Clark looked incredibly dapper and incredibly nervous, the vows were exchanged, the groom kissed the bride and the bride kissed enthusiastically back. And Parker caught most of it on tape, and Meagan managed to remember to ditch her backpack before the procession, and then the wedding photographer took over. The buffet table and the bar opened up. Parker snacked, sipped, hung out, caught up, re-met, people-watched, and generally schmoozed as the photographer’s dominance continued. Then finally the announcement was made to be seated for dinner, and for the first time since that moment in the hotel, he had a moment with Meagan. “Hey lover,” he said. “Ya done good.” She kissed him and fell—almost sagged—into his arms. “Whew. Yeah, it went good. Now we can relax a little. Until the toasts…” “Want something to drink?” “Yes, please. Not a lot. But something.” She tapped his nose, warningly. “And you better not have a lot, either. If you get yourself too drunk to fuck, boy, you’re sleeping in the car.” “Yes ma’am.” “You keep saying that.” “I like saying it. To you.” “Well. I can live with it.” Then there was the four-course meal and the toasting (Meagan was breathless and yet flawless—according to Parker, who was filming), and finally the first dance and the other arranged dances (Meagan danced with the Best Man the first round, and then made Parker put the camera down and get out on the floor). Then came the bouquet toss. Meagan was out on the floor with the rest—but she looked a tad uneasy. He couldn’t think why, especially as she’d barely had to move to snatch it out of the air. Then the implications set in. That’s commitment she’s holding, he thought, and does she want it? I mean, it’s a silly ceremony, but… His thoughts were swirling as Meagan unceremoniously tossed the bouquet onto the table next to her backpack. He skipped the garter toss. He couldn’t skip “Hey Ya!”, though—practically everyone under 40 converged on the floor at once, and Meagan barely gave him time to put down the camera. “This is so not a wedding song!” he shouted to her. They say “Nothing lasts forever,” But what makes, What makes, What makes Love the exception? “Shut up and dance,” she ordered. He had to admit, he did love her “baddest behavior.” As the last bars played out, Meagan took him by the hand and led him off the floor. She just about collapsed into her seat, still holding onto him. He stood behind her and rubbed her shoulders. “You’re tense,” he said. “Long day.” They watched the dancing for a bit. The bouquet she’d caught was sitting beside them. He snaked one of the small white flower-stems out of the arrangement and began weaving it into her intricately-done hair. It worked surprisingly well, and he did it again on the other side of her head. “What are you doing?” she asked. “Crowning you with flowers,” he said. He’d meant it as a joke. Somehow it didn’t come out that way. She leaned her head back against him. He started on a third flower. “When you’re finished,” she said, “take me home with you?” “You mean the hotel?” “You know what I mean.” “I do.” They walked out into the cool of the evening—cool, verging on chill. She shivered; instantly he had his sport coat off and draped around her. “Well, this is a classic look,” she said. “Maybe not the flowers, though.” “Sorry.” “Why?” “I meant ‘You’re welcome.’” She grinned. He was driving her stickshift easily now. “How you doin’, love?” he asked as he maneuvered them out of the parking lot. He thought she looked tired and maybe a little uncomfortable. “Ready to get out of this dress,” she said. “Of course, you might want me to wear it a little longer.” “Oh?” “There’s one thing I can’t do very well in a dress this form-fitting. Well,” she immediately added, “a lot of things. Starting with really dance. I swear I nearly ripped a seam on ‘Hey Ya’. But one thing for sure.” “Wait, you mean…?” “That’s absolutely for your benefit, by the way.” “You really haven’t peed since you put that dress on?” “It’s too tight over my hips to pull it up. I have to take it all the way off to pee. Undo all the buttons on the back. Which isn’t easy by myself.” “Oh, wow. How long…?” “I don’t even want to know. I really had to pace myself tonight. The toasts were kinda murder. The dancing at least let me move around…” “Holy shit,” Parker said. “Um. If you wanted me turned on, that worked really really well.” “Oh, good,” she said, stretching. Just as they arrived at the hotel, Meagan’s phone beeped. It was a text from Zephyr: Bridal party meeting in the hot tub in 15 minutes. Meagan groaned a little. “What’s wrong?” “Not enough time to fuck you properly. And then I’d want to clean up a bit before I got in the hot tub…” “We can wait to fuck.” “And waste all this pee?” she said. “Lover, the only way I made it through the last few hours was the thought of getting you so fired up.” “Well, all right. I won’t let your sacrifice be in vain!” “Fuckin’ right you won’t—but how?” “Tell ‘em we’ll be late.” By now they were up on the second floor, nearly to their room. “I don’t wanna shower twice.” He slid the card key through the slot, and the door clicked open. “Any way you wanna play it, love. I’m yours.” “I know,” she said. She stretched out her arms, fists clenched—one of her signs of being in lockdown. How had he missed it before? Misread it as tension and anxiety and stress, apparently. “The hot tub’s gonna make me wanna relax,” she said. “You should relax. It’s been a long day.” “I know. But if I get in that tub and relax, I’ll pee.” “Yeah, that’d be a challenge.” Her chin came up, her eyes glinted. “So in other words—you’re challenging me?” “That’s actually the same word, beautiful.” “Details!” she said, dismissively. “Very well. I accept your challenge.” “Wait, you’re gonna hold it in the hot tub?” “I am. And then you are going to take me back her and make passionate love to me and get me all the relaxation that I’ll be missing out on in the hot tub.” “Deal.” She laughed. “Let me get my makeup off.” “Need any help getting the dress off?” “Oh, I will—but not yet.” She removed her makeup using the mirror in the main room, not the bathroom. Then she said, “Grab me a towel, please?” “Sure. But how come?” “In case I leak, that’s how come.” He spread it out at her feet—she’d kicked off her shoes and unfastened the sash around her hips. She stepped onto it and turned her back to him, stretching her arms up over her head. “Unbutton me, please.” He did. This took a while. As he did, he observed with interest how her bra strap had been camouflaged by the crosshatching. When he’d gotten the buttons undone, Meagan shrugged out of the shoulders and drew the dress down. He discovered the answer to her earlier mystery: she was wearing sheer pantyhose and nothing else. As the dress peeled away, Meagan let out a sigh. “Ah, that’s better,” she said. “I hadn’t realized just how much all this was pressing on me.” “On your bladder?” “On everything.” She unhooked the bra. “Whew. The twins could use a breather, that’s for sure. I know that dress looked amazing—” “Uh-huh.” “—But it’s nice to get it off. I’m glad my bikini isn’t nearly so constricting. Now for the hard part.” She clenched her fists, a sign of clenching everything. Then she peeled off the hose. “Errg.” “Did you leak?” “No. Close, but no.” She stepped out of the puddle of nylon (and only nylon) at her feet. She was still clenching everything. Parker stepped up behind her and held her, gently, running his hands lightly over her bare body—and letting her feel his erection. “You gotta change too, hon,” Meagan said, turning in his arms and poking him in the belly. “And you’d better not be packing that hard-on.” Now it was Parker’s turn to “Errg. That’s gonna be tricky. Could you stop being so amazingly sexy for a bit?” “Do you really want me to?” “Fuck no.” “Right answer.” She walked over to her suitcase, moving gingerly. “Now. Somewhere in here, there’s a swimsuit.” -------------------------------------- Stay tuned. The rest of the story will come later this week.
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View File Wetting in her bikini in the bathroom A cute girl wetting her bikini in the bathroom. (Includes some nudity). Submitter WettingMaster Submitted 03/19/2023 Category Female
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