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  1. It's stuck. This is not good. Thanks to Sakasaiasakas for the art

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  2. Uh oh. What's going on? Thanks to Sakasaiasakas for the art

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    elevator

    If only she had taken the stairs... at least then the producer wouldn't have seen it happen
  4. I know this scene derived from a jav that released many years ago, the actress is so adorable. I have tried many times to find the code but It doesn't work. Please help me, thank you all my dears 🙂 The girl pee her jeans when she could get off the elevator - XVIDEOS.COM.mp4
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    Scene 1 - A desperate woman enters a crowded elevator to her apartment. However the elevator gets stuck and the woman is unable to hold it any longer and wets herself. Scene 2 - The woman on the verge of wetting herself is stopped by her boss who would like a word with her. She struggles to hold it during the conversation and right before he decides to let her go on her way he gives her a hug witch turns out to be too much for her causing her to wet herself infront of him. Scene 3 - The woman now playing as a nurse calls in a patient who is going to need to start using some adult diapers. The patient doesn't know how they work so the doctor asks the nurse if she would demonstrate how to put them on. She agrees and takes off her panties and slips on the diaper. The doctor also wants to show the patient how absorbent they can be so he has the nurse take the diaper off and put it on the ground and pee on it. Scene 4 - While at the movies the woman feels the need to pee. So she then removes her panties and pees. Scene 5 - The woman desperate to pee rushes over to the restroom and pees into the toilet (camera angle is inside the toilet) Screenshots are in order of the files The Full Uncut file has everything above plus sex Enjoy
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  6. View File SOE-924 Scene 1 - A desperate woman enters a crowded elevator to her apartment. However the elevator gets stuck and the woman is unable to hold it any longer and wets herself. Scene 2 - The woman on the verge of wetting herself is stopped by her boss who would like a word with her. She struggles to hold it during the conversation and right before he decides to let her go on her way he gives her a hug witch turns out to be too much for her causing her to wet herself infront of him. Scene 3 - The woman now playing as a nurse calls in a patient who is going to need to start using some adult diapers. The patient doesn't know how they work so the doctor asks the nurse if she would demonstrate how to put them on. She agrees and takes off her panties and slips on the diaper. The doctor also wants to show the patient how absorbent they can be so he has the nurse take the diaper off and put it on the ground and pee on it. Scene 4 - While at the movies the woman feels the need to pee. So she then removes her panties and pees. Scene 5 - The woman desperate to pee rushes over to the restroom and pees into the toilet (camera angle is inside the toilet) Screenshots are in order of the files The Full Uncut file has everything above plus sex Enjoy Submitter omorashi67 Submitted 08/31/2021 Category JAV Collections  
  7. I was at home in bed, asleep dreaming I was at a furry convention. In the dream , I was fursuiting and I had to pee. I made my way to the elevator to go up to my room. I got on the elevator with a bunch of other furries and started ascending up to my floor. It seemed like it was taking forever and I said to guy next to me that I had to pee really bad. He said , "Oh, Just go in the elevator bathroom" then he moved over to the wall of the elevator and opened a door I had never noticed before. I walked over and stepped through the door into what I can only describe as a huge airport sized bathroom with dark marble floors and walls and a row of like 10 urinals, and a number of stalls as well. There was no one else there, and I made my way over to the nearest urinal and unzipped my suit and peed, with great relief. I don't remember leaving the bathroom or going back going back to the elevator. At some point after the dream, I woke up, dazed and soaked. I couldn't believe how much I had peed. I'm glad I had a mattress protector on the bed.
  8. From the album: Furry Omorashi

    Asriel staggered to the elevator door, his hips quivering and his bladder throbbing; He hadn't gotten a chance to use the restroom all day and he was now teetering dangerously on the brink. The sliding metal doors of the lift were in sight, if he could only hold it for just a few more minutes at most, he may just make it! He begged and pleaded in his mind as he approached the elevator's button panel, pressing the buttons over and over as his body uncontrollably spasmed and shook. He stood on the spot, swaying his lower body in a painfully obvious potty-dance, his eyes widened when suddenly his hands began feeling... warmer! Oh no, He was leaking! Not now, not here, he screamed in his head. his attention only leaving his dampened underwear for but a split second when he realized the elevator wasn't opening. He couldn't hear it moving or, well, anything! He panicked, pushing on the elevator in some futile attempt to make it open sooner, but it was no use. The warm feeling was spreading fast, and before he could do anything else his bladder finally gave up. The goat-boy whimpered, pushing against the cold, metal door, as his legs and hindquarters became warm and wet with urine. He stood, motionless as his accident soaked his jeans, and puddled on the tiled floor below. Asriel blushed profusely, his brain torn between sweet, sweet relief and burning embarrassment as he continued to pee his pants uninterrupted for what felt like an eternity to him. A sudden, sharp noise pulled him back to reality, as the elevator chimed, and the doors the goat was resting against moved from under him and opened up.
  9. I had just arrived at my hotel in Myrtle Beach late in the afternoon, after a 6 hour drive to spend a long weekend with some college friends. Because I didn’t want to waste any time getting there, I didn’t want to stop for a restroom break on my trip down. I decided I could wait long enough to go through the check-in process to empty my relatively full bladder and left my bags in the car to move a little faster. I could grab them just a little later. I only had to wait for one person ahead of me and they were nearly finished with the process. My check-in went smoothly which was great because I would need some relief soon. As I stood in the lobby waiting for an elevator up to my 15th floor room, a nice looking woman who appeared to be in her mid 30s walked up beside me waiting for a ride up to her room. A ride arrived and we both got on. After I added my floor, She pressed the 12th floor button and politely smiled and I said hello. I was thinking about relaxing in my room for a while after the long drive and then meeting my friends for dinner. The elevator was on its way with a smooth ride followed by a slowing and a slight bump as it appeared to stop at the 9th floor. The pleasant woman exclaimed that there were thunderstorms in the area and wondered if there was a problem with electrical power. I didn’t really care why the thing stopped, I was immediately aware of a bad situation developing, being stuck in an elevator with someone with the knowledge that time was limited before I may be forced into the most embarrassing situation in my life; the prospect of losing bladder control in front of a stranger of the opposite sex. I quickly used the intercom system to inform the authorities of our predicament. We were told that it would take awhile to get someone out to our location to deal with the stuck elevator. I was very distressed at hearing this response and asked how long it would be and they said at least 45 minutes and possibly around an hour or longer. I tried to maintain composure in the presence of my elevator companion, nonchalantly telling her that we might as well settle in for a long wait. She wasn’t too pleased with the fact that it would take them that long to rescue us. After at least 15 minutes of conversation, I learned that her name was Stephanie and she was actually in Myrtle Beach on business but decided to extend her stay to enjoy some sand and sun. After about 30 minutes of trying to make it appear that I was not becoming increasingly in need of urinary relief, my bladder started moving into spasms strong enough to overcome my sphincter muscle structure. Worried that I seriously may wet my tan slacks standing only three feet away from her, I told her that I was actually in really bad shape and needed a restroom very, very soon. At first, she appeared to be alarmed about my sudden change in demeanor, but then told me she was sorry I was in such bad shape. I figured I could loosen my belt just a bit to pull some pressure off my stomach. I faced away from her to accomplish this task and hoped it would buy me some time, but my urgency just kept increasing to where I may lose muscle control. She was kind and told me if I needed to relieve myself to just go ahead and let go before I wet myself. Almost the same time she said this, a jet of urine escaped into my underwear, and it was so strong, it soaked a large spot on the front of my slacks. I immediately turned around facing the wall, unbuckled my belt and was just getting the zipper pulled down when I totally lost control releasing a powerful two second stream into my briefs before I was able to free my penis for a lengthy release from holding back about 7 hours of pent up urine. As if soaking my underpants and the elevator wall wasn’t enough embarrassment, I farted really loudly before my stream faded to a trickle. It was hard to believe this had happened to me, and I had to suffer the indignity of losing control of my bodily functions in front of a lady I didn’t know. I pulled my pants up and buckled my belt and put my hands up against the wall with my head down. Stephanie put her hand on my back and said she was sorry but told me I didn’t have any other choice. I turned around and she stepped back trying to avoid the shockingly large puddle I had created. I gathered myself and tried to make pleasant conversation standing there with a noticeable wet stain on the front of my pants. I noticed Stephanie became less talkative as we approached the one hour mark. I asked her if she was ok, and she said that she was becoming worried about how much longer it would take to get out of this elevator. Then she revealed that she was going to need to get to a restroom very soon. She started pacing back and forth obviously nervous about her ability to hold on for much longer. She angrily said this shouldn’t take this long to get people out of an elevator which has already been stuck for one hour. It was obvious that her bladder was nearing its functional capacity. I told her I would face the wall and she should relieve herself before she had an accident. She would have an easier time of it because she was wearing a knee length skirt and could quickly pull the skirt up and lower her panties and let go. She started moaning with pain after I said this and then was silent for another several seconds. I turned around so she could do what she needed to do and I heard her gasp as if trying to catch her breath and then I heard a powerful stream of liquid hitting floor with obvious force. She started crying and it was obvious that she had no time to remove her underwear and had immediately spread her legs apart when her bladder involuntarily released. It seemed like forever before she fully emptied, but it was probably not more than a minute. After she was finished, I tried to comfort her, and remind her that a check of the back of her skirt didn’t reveal any large wet spots other than a couple small vertical lines near the hem which would quickly dry. My pants were a cotton blend and I wouldn’t be so lucky. It would be obvious that I wet myself when the rescue authorities arrived. I told her there was so much urine on the floor, it appeared to be one huge puddle, and because I was wearing the noticeable “evidence” of a bladder failure, I would tell them that I was the one that couldn’t wait any longer and lost control. I told her a few lighthearted jokes about being in the nursing home with depends diapers and I finally got her to smile and laugh just a bit. The elevator repair guys arrived a little while later and after being stuck for approximately an hour and twenty minutes we were released from that small room. Obviously, after this incident, I had a phobia of elevators and never get on one anymore without a visit to the restroom.
  10. To end this comic on a high note, Nopetrol leaves us with a word of advice. Thanks to Nopetrol for the art

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  11. The doors are going to open anytime soon. At least she's done peeing. Thanks to Nopetrol for the art

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  12. While I'm working on some much needed commissions and other things, I thought I might as well break out another story of mine! Chapters will be posted every day, so make sure to come back for updates. Let me know what you think in the comments! If I'd known that the three bottles of the fancy Flouron water I'd been so kindly gifted would rush through me so quickly, and right in the middle of my commute, I'd have happily just ploughed through my workout and dealt with the dehydration. As it was, I was quite hydrated, and I really had to pee. Clinging to the steering wheel with enough force to indent its patterns into my palms, I tried to keep my focus on the road, both for my own safety and for the blissful distraction it offered. Traffic was low thanks to it being a Saturday, so thankfully I was able to cruise at a decent speed without hiccups into the city as early morning light streamed in through the windshield. Unfortunately my usually perfectly fitted skirt felt like a binder over my bladder, and every minute shift in speed or imperfection in the road seemed to jostle me with a purposefully cruel amount of motion. Even the tiniest shift in my seat seemed to bring a hard, stinging pressure between my legs, as if the weight of the drinks was being squeezed right up against the sealed exit. Having my cute little pink button up blouse tucked in so tightly to my skirt was also adding some much unappreciated pressure. Gulping as another tiny bump from turning into my exit sent my bladders cargo sloshing, I tried to remember ever needing a bathroom this much, mostly so I could assure myself that I'd been in this kind of situation before and come out dry. To my greater discomfort, I had nothing. Being so shy in general, and especially about such topics, meant that I had always been impossibly quick to tend to such matters before they ever got serious. I'd never even come close to having an accident, and had certainly never reached a point where any kind of crotch holding or other debasing display had been necessary, especially in public. This was all the faultless but unfortunate result of bad timing and too much hydration. Fault aside, things still weren't ideal. I was still firmly in control, but there was an unshakable, dreadful anxiety that I was in a very real and very uncomfortable predicament. The possibility was there, that there could be a car crash or other unforeseen disruption, and I'd be kept from a toilet for too long... Forcing the thought aside with a very purposeful squeezing of my thighs, I refused to acknowledge the thin layer of sweat on my brow or the jiggling in my free leg and the resulting tapping of my little black heels against the mat on the floor. This was absurd! I had plenty of control over my bladder, I was an adult, and an accomplished one at that! At this very moment I was going to a private meeting with my boss, Scarlett, for a performance review I was certain would be glowing, and I had no reason to believe that I couldn't go to the bathroom beforehand for a much needed pee and be done with this whole ordeal. Arriving early would certainly allow me that much. The parking lot was a welcome relief at the end of a drive that had felt far longer than it really was. Hoping the bulge of my bladder wouldn't be noticeable, I found easy parking beside the entrance and started planning my route immediately, confident but not daring to take a single risk. There was a bathroom on the first floor just beyond the elevators that led to the top of our considerable building, and without coworkers around I wouldn't have any fear of being delayed by unnecessary small talk. I could hurry back, have a perhaps not so quick pee, and be waiting in the lobby for Scarlett before our proposed meeting time. Unbuckling my seatbelt, I couldn't help but gasp at the freedom and relief the tiny release offered, the considerable bulge of my bladder sticking out in a very noticeable ball on my tiny waist. Squeezing my thighs together and ignoring the sweat now on my legs as well, I braced myself for the hazard of motion, knowing all too well how much pressure the wrong move could put in the wrong place. Swallowing just enough pride to press a firm hand between my legs, I was thankful for the still dry panties that greeted my fingertips beneath my skirt. I'd made it this far without incident. Grabbing my purse in my other hand, I allowed myself to gasp as I maneuvered out of my small car, letting myself show a little struggle with other quiet sounds of discomfort since there was no audience to judge me. Every motion made my bladder slosh its contents almost in warning, and the mere attempt to straighten myself out and stand brought a hard pain in my pussy that I knew was watery weight pounding down on my urethra. It was torture just to stand to my full and unimpressive height. Regretting even my small heels for the wobble they gave me, I took quick but careful steps to the entrance, knowing but not daring to think about what a single misstep could cost me. Peeing was all I could think about as I crossed the distance with my arms firmly at my sides, thoughts of the toilet that awaited me less like a simple step of a plan and more like a promise of untold relief I couldn't bear to wait much longer for. Despite all the struggling I'd made it, and I would be in and out of there with no one being the wiser- "Oh, Tanya! You're early." My heart sank and almost crashed into my full bladder as I recognized my boss sitting casually in a chair in the lobby, her phone disappearing into her pocket as she stood to greet me with a wide and genuine smile. Ordinarily I'd have been thrilled to see her. Scarlett was a beautiful woman; tall but thickly built with curves like no other and a bust most would have had to pay for. Chocolate brown hair as voluminous and shiny as could be crested her shoulders in thick and luxurious waves, matching perfectly with her fitted cream business suit that probably cost as much as my car. She radiated success in a way most could only dream of, and her beautiful sculpted smile and plump lips made her natural joy feel infectious. I'd been harboring a crush on her from the moment I'd met her, but in that instant, with my hopes of a sneaky trip to the toilet dashed, I couldn't have been more mortified. Concern graced her beautiful features, and she closed the distance between us quickly with her long legs, her high heels clicking with purpose on the tile as she came close enough to tower over me. "Are you alright? You look a little flushed..." She asked without the judgement I was so certain was coming, her kind and gracious nature focused entirely on me. In an instant I was paranoid she'd figure out what was wrong. My posture was stooped and apparently I was blushing like a cherry and who knew what other signs, what if she put them together? How could my glowing performance review stay glowing if it didn't even look like I had control over my most basic functions? Tilting her head, Scarlett remained apparently heedless to my internal dilemma and continued only to be worried for my sake. "And sweaty... do you have a fever?" "N-not at all! Just uh... AC doesn't work in the car! So, I'm a little sweaty and... yeah..." I babbled in a voice that shook far too much, my throat ironically dry in the midst of my panicked lie as I tried to casually push back errant brown locks. A backup plan was not forthcoming with my mind lost in a desperate haze. My first plan for relief had been destroyed in moments, and yet I was still unimaginably in need of a toilet, perhaps more so than I'd been just minutes before. A normal person would have just indicated a need for a quick bathroom break, but even with my bladder near to bursting I couldn't dare say that out loud, my bashful nature like a lock over my lips that refused to let anything remotely improper pass. I couldn't even get myself to pee under normal circumstances if there was anyone else present in a bathroom, how could I say I needed one to my boss? "Poor thing, let's get up to my office then and you can sit before we have our meeting. I have some cold drinks in my personal fridge to help you cool off." Scarlett offered helpfully, the mere mention of a drink sending a painful spasm from my bladder to the fork of my legs. She'd been the one to give me those energy drinks in the first place, and that link in my mind started some painful connections. Picturing anything liquid somehow made it worse, and the burst of discomfort combined with the unimaginable need to pee spurred me to go beyond my shyness and to at least open my mouth in the faintest hint of an objection. "But I..." Concerned still and likely more so at my fade off, Scarlett waited attentively for the words that died in my throat, and I tried in vain to force out what I knew I couldn't say. It was so terribly easy; I need to use the restroom first, please excuse me! But I knew I couldn't, and so I only closed my mouth in awkward surrender. It was just too much... Finally, she broke the silence for me long after my nerve had disappeared. "Yes? Is something else wrong?" Whatever ability I had to speak up was gone. A fake smile pulled in my lips as I straightened my stance, biting back a grimace as the pressure on my bladder increased even further. “Not at all! Drinks sound... great!" I said as enthusiastically as anyone could in my situation. Trying to fortify myself, I told my overburdened bladder I could do this, especially with a potential promotion on the line. A good performance review was the key to moving upwards, and I could certainly hold it long enough to get through that... I had to. Smiling, Scarlett took the lead to the elevator, and I did everything I could to follow at a normal pace with an unassuming gait. Every step sent agonizing spasms through my practically bursting bladder and made it slosh inside of me like a wave, leading me to force my thighs together as subtly as I could whilst clamping down on the aching hole it was all pounding down upon. The elevator may as well have been a mile away for how much every step exhausted me. Sweat was already building again and my breath was fast as we made it, leaving me looking like I had just finished a good run. Scarlett was kindly oblivious as she swiped her identification card and opened the doors, stopping by them to politely allow me first entrance. That was something I would have ordinarily felt quite happy about given my little crush... Now I could only pray that nothing about my posture or body language would give me away as I stepped inside the posh interior with a fake smile. The first thing I did was lean against a handrail and cross my legs in an imitation of a casual stance, the added aid of pressing my thighs so tightly together helping me to regain some level of control as Scarlett pinged the button for the top floor. White marble for the floor and golden rails with gilded sides made the whole area feel more like a tiny but fancy room. Thankfully she didn't seem to notice a thing about me as she took out her phone and the doors closed behind us, and I allowed the tiny victory of having made it this far to pump me up. All I had to do was make it through the meeting and I'd be clear. Scarlett would be impressed, I would be dry, and a promotion would certainly be in my near future. Of course it would be far easier said than done; my legs were already quivering and sweat was building between them again from the strain, but nothing worth doing was ever easy. Every minute was going to count, but if I could focus, then I could absolutely do this. "Did you try those pre-workout drinks I gave you? They should have kept you hydrated through your morning routine." Scarlett asked casually, turning away from her phone and putting all her attention on me in one terrifying instant. Hearing even a mention of the drinks made my bladder ache. Biting my lip to hold back a whimper, I kept up my smile like a shield, not daring to let it be known that those cutesy colored bottles were putting me through hell. "Yes! I felt energized and comfortable the whole way through, I'll definitely try them again!" I said as happily as I could, somehow pained by every word as if the mere thought of liquid would be enough to push me over the edge. I would have happily strangled my morning self for downing three full bottles, though in her defense the fruity taste had been beyond refreshing and I had really needed the help... Being so incredibly tiny meant I usually wilted mere minutes into exercising with any kind of challenge, so I'd been in desperate need of a boost to allow me to work out with the intensity I dreamed of. It had worked very well too. How could I have known they would all pass through me just as I started driving to this very spot, only to gather in my bladder with impressive speed and fill it like a painful balloon? Thankfully still buying my show, Scarlett smiled happily at the news. "Excellent, I'll buy you some more cases if you want. It's the least I can do for making you come all the way out here with a busted AC." The grateful nod I acted out coincided with a mortifying trickle of sweat down my inner thigh. Gripping the handrail for dear life, I tried to keep more of a flush from forming in my cheeks, desperate in a way I'd never known could be possible. There was nothing in my mind except the painful, agonizing, unrelenting need to pee and everything I could do to make it happen as soon as possible. Reality seemed a little looser as I struggled with the weight of it all, the less reigned in corners of my mind taunting me with the possibility of forgoing anything resembling decency and just giving up, letting it all flow down my legs in a hot and blissful cascade of relief- Cracking a mental whip, I shut down such a fantasy with an inner frenzy of panic and disgust, unable to believe that I'd dropped so low as to consider anything of the sort. I would have been fired on the spot for sure! What would Scarlett think of me? The up and coming woman who'd so endeared herself to her, wetting herself in the elevator without control? Surely she'd be mortified, a proper business woman like herself had to prioritize control and appearance above everything else. But then... why couldn't I stop picturing her staring? Why did the idea of her catching me debasing myself send such delightful tingles to the otherwise very occupied fork of my legs? I must have had to pee so badly I was losing it. "H-how long do you think this will take?" I asked as casually as my cracking voice allowed, hoping I wouldn't sound impatient or unenthusiastic but in dire enough need of some information to risk it. If it would be quick I was certain I could just hold it until the end, but if it would be more in depth... I would need to plan some way to get to a toilet. Perhaps I could fake an important phone call, and use the bathroom while I went out to pretend to answer it? Looking thoughtful and blessedly not offended, Scarlett pondered the question for what could have only been a few seconds, but in my current state felt like hours. Even the elevator felt like it was crawling, the ding of every ascended floor mocking me with an agonizingly slow progression... "I doubt it'll be long." She answered at last. "I've got some very good things to say, and some nice offers too, and we won't have to worry about interruptions." It was the best news she could have given me, and after I finally had a much needed bathroom break I'd probably be a lot more excited by the potentially life changing parts. As it was, I knew I could hold on for a quick meeting and get to a bathroom just in time. I would make it through this with my dignity intact and my panties dry, and as difficult as it would be I had full faith in- A solid, mechanical clunk scared me badly enough that a small, hot squirt dampened my panties before I could stop it, the entire elevator coming to a halt with a bounce that would have undone my efforts if I hadn't been clamping down with everything I had. The shock of adrenaline from the tiny leak that now mingled with the sweat of my thighs momentarily blinded me to whatever had just happened. Never in my life had I had an accident, and even though it was only a few errant drops the leak still shocked me beyond the telling of it. "You've got to be kidding me." Scarlett's exasperated comment returned me to the far, far worse predicament unraveling before my very eyes. Tapping the button for her floor and swiping her card for good measure, she frowned in absolute frustration, her actions resulting in nothing but silence from the elevator. We were solidly stuck.
  13. The struggles of being a two headed giraffe. Thanks to Zombiecat for the art
  14. When she realizes she sulking, she tries to act quick but slips on her own urine. Thanks to Nopetrol for the art

    © Furaffinity.net

  15. Looks like there's nothing she can do. The elevator is still moving. And she's still peeing. Thanks to Nopetrol for the art

    © Furaffinity.net

  16. She's letting it all out. It's going everywhere and she can't stop it. Not that she cares anyway. She's enjoying it. Thanks to Nopetrol for the art

    © NoPetrol

  17. And she's really doing it.. wait, is she enjoying this?? Thanks to Nopetrol for the art

    © NoPetrol

  18. I think she was getting tired the this waiting game already, so she's going on the elevator. Thanks to Nopetrol for the art

    © NoPetrol

  19. She's made it to the third floor, but she leaked alot. Why not go on the elevator? Thanks to Nopetrol for the art

    © NoPetrol

  20. Then suddenly, the elevator binged and it's going up. I can't see this ending good. Thanks to Nopetrol for the art

    © NoPetrol

  21. Well, the leaking is getting out of control as the elevator is getting slow. Thanks to Nopetrol for the art
  22. Peafowl

    female Stuck in a Lift

    From the album: Peafowl's Fan Art

  23. Now she got the elevator and the leaking is getting worse. Thanks to Nopetrol for the art
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