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  1. Live Action Omorashi

    I've noticed a lot of threads about people holding it, and then posting what is happening to them as time passes. I've decided to consolidate this into a single thread in order to keep the board from getting cluttered. I will keep this short and sweet. Basically, if you're holding it right now and you want an audience, go ahead and post in this thread. Mention things such as your level of desperation and provide as many details as you can. While I would prefer all live action stuff to go in this thread, that doesn't mean you are obligated to do it. If you would rather, you could always hold it, do what needs to be done, and then post a separate thread about what happened. This is subject to change as questions and problems arise.
  2. As an imagination test, could you imagine yourself waking up tomorrow without being able to watch, enjoy, read about or experiment your fetish? I for sure not. How big in your priorities or routine is it for you ? (Asking as someone who spends hours in here almost every day)
  3. hi today i wanted wet my new skinny jeans... so here the pics while the hold till the wetting
  4. The Bulge Diary

    Okay guys, here's my thread :D I know that a lot of people want to see more bulges, myself included, so here's a thread for exactly that. I'll try and upload my own photos once or twice a week, in different outfits and the like :) Also, everyone is welcome, male, female, anyone :) (Even cats, Rini) Rules of this thread; Feel free to post your own bulges; the more the merrier! However, please refrain from uploading photos you've found on the internet. I'm trying to encourage participation from the members on the site, so yeah. Anyway, to start our ball rolling, here's a photo I took a few days ago. Please enjoy my thread! xo Kay
  5. female Made desperate

    Utterly desperate but made wait.. soaked myself
  6. Hey Guys! I haven't posted here in a... couple of year. >_> Thought I'd share some of the art I've done recently as a warm up to getting back into using the site Most art will be commissions, as it's not often I get to draw my own characters so much. (Either Ashi or Kaze the green/blue pony!) Also mostly furry and pony art as I'm not particularly great with drawing humans. I do offer commissions, for those interested, Prices and such are on my Trello I also have Deviantart and FurAffinity!
  7. Driving home from work, I pass a lot of bus stops and looking closer sometimes I notice high school or college girls who clearly have to pee. No more than a day ago I saw a girl standing at a bus shelter bending forward slightly with tightly crossed legs, talking with her friend. Another time, traffic was running very slow, so I had a bit more time to watch, a girl was standing with a group of other girls but it seemed she couldn’t stand still, then she leaned her back against a wall und took her hand on the inside of her thighs, not holding her crotch but she looked like she longed to do so but was too embarrassed to do that in public. Sometimes the "need to pee" signs are not so obvious but as a experienced watcher I think you can develop a view for such things. These are the the small pleasures of everyday life at the end of hard working days. So, sometimes I think about how interesting it would be to live in a house with a view to such a bus shelter. Especially for a real life desperation fan like me, this would lead to a lot of good sightings I think. At all it seems to me that a lot of girls have to pee on the way home from school. Because of my job I am at scenes of accidents once in a while and naturally we have to block the road. Now imagine a bus with a girl I mentioned above is standing in such a jam with no possibility for her to relief herself. This reminds me on a short sighting I had many years ago with a school bus. On this time I had to use the bus myself to get to school and one day, I can’t remember happened, we were standing in a traffic jam in a small city. After a while the driver told everyone who lived in this town better to go out and walk home because he also didn’t know how long we would standing there. A girl, maybe 14 or 15 years old, sitting behind me, got up and said to her friend something like “shit, I had to pee so badly, why does this happen just today, it’s a long walk home”… Then both girls get out and I never saw them again (I know, not a very exciting sighting, but it was the time it become clear to me, I’m interested in such things, today I would be more intent). A more recent sighting I had on a cold winter day. I was driving through a town and the traffic got slower and nearly came to a hold. There were some road work and during the other lane stopped completely we could drive on slowly. I noticed a bus (not an urban bus, more a tour bus) on the other roadside which opened the door and 2 or 3 girls dashed out, running behind what looked like an uninhabited building on my side of the road, clearly looking for a place to pee. Unfortunately the traffic on my lane got faster and without a possibility to stop, I drove by. Normally, such buses have toilets on board so it would be interesting why those girls decided to relief themselves in broad daylight in a semy public place.
  8. here are all of my favourites hope you enjoy beach_peeing_on_spring_break.flv Beach-X-ray pees through swimming suit.avi bikini step.flv bikini_pee_home.wmv Breanna Peeing Her Bikini.flv deliberate_bikini_wetting.mp4 Drew in the dunes 03 DivX503.avi Girl wets bikini on beach - proper edit.avi Pee Pee on Pier- Summer 2009.mp4 pees herself then takes off top.flv
  9. I rub my thighs together and feel the friction of nylon on nylon. If we were in my bedroom you could hear the rasp of that motion, but not here. Here the air is loud with industry. Girls picking up receivers and asking "what's your number?", switches switched and plugs plugged, the distant clatter of Telex machines and the constant jangling, tingling, ringing of phones. Cacophonous. I love that word. Ca-co-phon-ous. It's like tripping down the stairs. I need the loo. Which isn't a surprise. I drank two cups of tea with sugar at my afternoon break and didn't relieve myself even though I already needed to go rather badly. I didn't forget. Though I'll certainly tell people that I did. Everyone except you. You get the truth. Maybe you might even understand. Maybe. I hope you do. There is still almost an hour left in my shift and I don't think I can wait that long. I hope I can't. I've long wanted to have an accident, for as long as I can remember. To Wet. My. Pants. Even the words sound... subversive. Kinky. Naughty. I feel it in my bones. That desire, that need, that hunger. I'm sure that sounds ridiculous to you. Of course it does. It sounds ridiculous to me. Yet still it calls me. So why haven't I? I'm twenty years old, it's not like I haven't had the opportunity. It's not like I haven't tried. But it's just never worked out for me. Maybe I have a strong bladder. Maybe I've just been unlucky. But whenever I'm absolutely desperate for a wee a toilet just seems to miraculously appear. Every time. And you can't wet your pants unless you couldn't help it. It's "the rules". Except this time. This time it's going to happen. To me. I'm tingling with anticipation. I'm going to have an accident. I'm going to Wet. My. Pants. Are you turned on? I really hope so, because I'm making an absolutely tit of myself if this doesn't do anything for you. The supervisors are not unreasonable for the most part. If one of us needs the loo we just raise one of our hands and wait for permission to leave our station. But sometimes if you ask at the wrong time they say no. And if you really need to go that can be crucial. Last week Irene wet the the floor ten minutes before shift change. None of the girls dared make fun of her, they all knew if could just as easily have been them. Today it will be me. Mrs Ramage is the switchboard supervisor today. She's not well suited to the position. She gets stressed easily, and when she gets stressed she gets mean. None of the other supervisors deny bathroom visits nearly as often Mrs Ramage. I've counted. I chose my day with care and precision. "What's your number? Hold please. Connecting you now." I have a script. I can recite it without thought. Pick up the phone. Plug the ringing cord into the correct jack. It's a vaguely sexual procedure isn't it? Is that just me as well? If I intended to make it to a toilet I would raise my hand now. But I don't, so I don't. I'll wait till the last minute. There isn't room to cross my legs beneath my switchboard. Heaven help me if I were a chunkier girl. But this is good. Leg crossing helps me hold on, and I wouldn't be able to justify not doing it if I possibly could. So instead I just sit at my board and do my job. God, I need a wee so badly. Do you mind me talking about this? You should probably stop reading if you do. I can talk to myself. It's OK. The switchboard two machines down from me is malfunctioning. They do that often enough. Mrs Ramage is yelling at Alva for doing something wrong and breaking it. Maybe she did, but probably it just broke on its own. They do that. I raise my hand, now is the perfect time to ask permission to take a break. Obviously she tells me no. I couldn't be happier. When I wet my clothes no one will blame me, it'll be nothing but sympathetic pats on the arm. And it'll be real. Almost real. Realesque. Close enough for horseshoes. I'm biting my lip as I work. The pain is distracting from my other pain. I feel it where the waistband of my skirt presses against my bladder. Light grey. I want it to show. I feel the pressure between my legs. A constant surging, throbbing pain. I want to feel you between my legs. I want to score my fingernails down your back. I want to bite your neck. I want you inside me. Irene's skirt was black the day she wet herself. You couldn't even tell if you hadn't seen the puddle beneath her chair. She looks over at me now and catches my eye. She mouths words of encouragement. I wonder if she really, really wants me to hold out or not. If I were to have an accident as well it would justify her failure. I shouldn't ascribe bad faith to her. She'll want me to avoid the embarrassment she felt. The hot, wet, dripping embarrassment. I'm jealous for a moment. I want to be her. I want the memory of hot wee running, pouring, gushing, out of me and into my clothes. I want the memory of people looking at me in shock and sympathy. I want to know the feeling of my soaking skirt slapping against my thighs as I walk to the loo in tears to freshen up. As always I'm tempted to simply let go, to let it happen. But then it wouldn't be an accident would it? And it has to be. It just does. The rules. Rules matter. So instead I just concentrate on my work. "What's your number? Hold please. Connecting you now." Time gets away from me. And then it happens. The end of my shift. I connect my last call of the day and hobble out of the exchange room. I wish I could tell you that the loo was further away, in a different building, across the yard maybe. That I wet myself halfway there. I broke-down into a sudden puddle amidst the scorching asphalt. I wish I could say that the other girls had taken all of the available stalls, leaving me waiting politely in a queue. Looking with longing at a toilet door until I burst and soaked myself all over the lavatory floor just meters and moments from the toilet. But it isn't, and I can't. It's the first door on the right. I think the others are making sure a stall is available for me. I could just let go on purpose. But the rules. I can't do that. I'm so sorry. I wee in the toilet like a good girl. Like always. Are you disappointed? I am as well. But there is always a next time. Next time it'll happen for sure.
  10. So many good comments about last video... and I enjoyed it so much I decided to get desperate and try some silk tights... let's just say I rubbed through them , and showered in them too 😙 IMG_0051.MOV
  11. female Last night at work

    Okay before we begin as many of you know I work at a drag strip bar. And I love it, I normally don't go home with customers, but she asked nicely, and offered to make me food, plus she was very attractive and i worked morning shift today so staying in town would be helpful instead of driving the hour back home. "Stormyie table 3 needs assistance" shouted Ben(who goes by Bonnie in character). "I'm on it" I replied quickly and hurried to table 3. "How may I help you?" I said with a curtsy and a smile. A girl sat alone, she had the most beautiful hair I've ever seen, it was snow white and she had bright gorgeous blue eyes. Her build was petite with at highest B cup breasts. She was about 4"10" and looked young enough for me to ask for her i.d before serving her alcohol. Turns out her name(I always use fake names when I write about people so we will call her Trish) Trish was 23 and works at a bar down the road. She stated she had a fetish for cross-dressing men and asked for my personal service. We procceeded to go into the back booth. She was wearing a mid length dress blue and white. It reminded me of an Alice in Wonderland look.her white hair was shortish she told me when I asked her about it that she had very little pigmentation in her body, but too much to be albino. I thought it was pretty epic, I want white hair! :'( So we talk and she drinks captian morgan rum with dr. pepper as chaser. I sipped on a sprite as we played poker. I had to purposely loose and strip for the costumer. Anyway I get down to underwear and tell her she won, congrats. and she says "How much for the whole deal?" I reply sarcastically, "Piss ur pants, and make me waffles and you can take me home." "Deal" She replied quickly. "When do you get off?" She asked. "Whenever you hop on top... Oh of work... in 5 minutes"I say with some surprise to my voice. So i get dressed into my normal cargo khakis, black shirt with kaneki from Tokyo Ghoul on it, and black, camo hiking boots. My hair in ponytail and makeup off I was ready to go. I met her at her car and we drove 15 minutes to her house. "Do you want waffles now or in the morning?" She asked "Trish I'm only doing this for the waffles, but in the morning please" I reply with a small laugh. She turns around once inside pinning me against the wall and french kissing me. her mouth tasted like the delicious rum she'd been drinking she backs up and grabs herself then moans softly as a dark patch begins to spread across her dress and puddle onto the floor. At this sight my little friend rose to attention like a marine in the morning. We preceded to go to the master bedroom making out she pushed me onto the bed, removed my pants in a flash and hopped ontop of me. "You said you'd get off with me on top, lets make that a reality." she said in a sexy voice. We had sex for about an hour before falling asleep cuddling. I woke up to the smell of waffles being cooked and getting to eat homemade delicious waffles. Oh god were they delicious. She let me borrow an outfit of hers for work today and met me after work to get it. I got her number and we chat, she said she never has 1 night stands but, at least i wasn't a wierdo and we hit it off really well. Plus I cross-dress which she is into and said if wetting was the worst fetish I have then it would definitely be possible I see her again at the bar... The End
  12. Hey guys. After seeing some youtube channels with videos of desperate girls from live TV chat shows in the General Discussions forum, I went through all these vids and uncovered some real gems, where desperation is really obvious. I have thus downloaded these vids and will gradually post the really good ones on this thread. Hopefully, if anyone else has similar kinds of videos, they can post them here as well. (Note to moderators: I was unsure whether posting this stuff is banned or not. I've read the rules and there doesn't appear to be anything banning the posting of such vids. In fact, almost all these vids are publicly available on youtube, and since they're take from live TV stations, the girls do know that they are being filmed. However, should you really wish me to stop posting them, just inform me). The first video is from hot blonde Mikki B from red light central. You can see her obvious desperation - she holds herself, crouches on the floor, leg bouncing, and any person with no experience of lip-reading (myself included) can tell that she is pleading to be let off screen. (Note: this video originally came in two parts....I have merged them together for convenience). Enjoy RLC1 to09 10 2014 827 flv 010(1)(1).mp4
  13. Hey guys! im a huge fan of real accidents and I downloaded a very vast collection onto my device. One of my favorite videos, that I believe was from one of the accident threads, seems to have been accidentally deleted and I cannot recover the file. Description: There are two or three girls age 18. One of them is wearing a mask of some sort and they are laughing and goofing around. The girl in the mask runs into the bathroom, grabs a towel, and lays it on the floor. She says something like, "I'm gonna piss" then she leans back, spreads her legs, and starts to pee through her jeans onto the towel. The video had some weird name like "Shaneequa Be Peeing Her Pants" or something of that nature. It is kind of old so I'm not sure if it is still floating around p. Does this sound familiar to anyone?
  14. Home alone for the weekend

    Hi there omo.org! My name's Rosie - I'm eighteen years old, there's no one at home, and I'm bored! So - there's nothing for me to do on my own at the moment, so I thought I'd come to you guys for some fun! Right now I'm sat in my room in my PJs. I've got a full wardrobe, I've got three bottles of water, and I've got the whole house to my self! Mom and Pop are on holiday, my elder sister and younger brother are with them, but I've exams to study for so I'm stuck here. At home. With nothing to do. That's where you come in! So - anything you want me to do? Name it! I'll do whatever so long as it's within reason! There's coffee or tea in the kitchen, the garden's kinda empty, my sister's home-gym isn't being used by anyone, Pop might have left a couple beers in the fridge - oh the opportunities I have! Just so you know though - I really need to pee - I'd say like a six out of ten - so keep that in mind!
  15. Just one I thought I'd do for fun, while I have a bit of time to myself. Starring Princess Peach and Princess Daisy as featured in Mario & Sonic at the Olympic Games. No one else seems to want to do one for them, and at this point, I'm used to turning to my own stories for fetish fuel. Princess Desperation at the Olympics Princess Peach and Princess Daisy were relaxing at Hyde Park after a long and exhausting game of beach volleyball against Mario and Luigi, which they had won. They were dripping with sweat and very thirsty, due to the length of the game and it being on a beach on a hot summer day, so they drank at least ten glasses of water and five bottles of Gatorade each. After their refreshing drinks, they felt a lot cooler, and stopped sweating. And, after some Equestrian show jumping, which Daisy won, the sweat dried off their shorts as well. For they were wearing their usual sports attire: Peach was wearing a pink tank top and short, tight pink shorts, and Daisy's outfit was similar, but with a yellow tank top and orange shorts. (Note: In this story they don't change for Equestrian) Their next event was the 100M Sprint. "Good luck," said Peach, playfully slapping Daisy's butt. Daisy laughed. "Not sure I'll need it. Daisy. But, good luck to you too!" "On your mark... get set... go!" They ran as fast as they could. Daisy was fast, but Sonic was also in the race and they were neck in neck. Sonic beat Daisy by a nose. "Oh, you were so close," said Peach. "That's all right," said Daisy. "It was still a fun race, and I got second." They drank two more glasses of water each, hot and slightly sweaty from the race. Their next event was Rhythmic Ribbon. Daisy did hers first. As Eggman took his turn next, Peach and Daisy felt a sudden urge to pee. They had drank a lot. They crossed their legs and fidgeted slightly as Eggman and Metal Sonic did their Rhythmic Ribbon, just wanting it to end so they could get to a bathroom. Once Metal Sonic's turn was over, Peach did her Rhythmic Ribbon. Usually she was so graceful she won first prize easy, but she messed up several times due to her need to pee, occasionally holding herself. She got last place, while Daisy won. "I need to go, bad!" said Daisy. "Me too," said Peach. "Hey, Princesses!" said Toad. "Your next event is about to begin!" The princesses groaned and made their way to Football (soccer). Peach and Daisy were on the same team as Knuckles and Silver. Their opponents were Shadow, Vector, Donkey Kong, and Yoshi. Daisy was usually very good at this game, but her full bladder distracted her and made it harder for her to run fast, let alone tackle or kick hard. Peach was having even more trouble than Daisy was, holding herself the entire time, and barely able to kick the ball. Daisy got the ball and ran with it, but held herself with one hand and walked slowly, feeling the pressure in her bladder slowly increasing. Shadow tripped Daisy with a Sliding Kick and got the ball. However, Silver got it back from him. At the end of the first round, neither team had scored. Five more rounds went by without anyone scoring, and the match dragged on and on. Peach and Daisy's desperation grew with each passing minute. Not only that, but they were going to miss their Synchronized Swimming. Which would have been a good opportunity to go, to pee in the water without anyone noticing. Knuckles got the ball and passed it to Peach. Peach was now holding herself with both hands, and walking at a slow pace with the ball. She really needed to go, but the game just wouldn't end. Then Yoshi took the ball from her, and Peach could feel herself leak, dampening her pink panties. "I don't know how much longer I can hold it..." said Daisy. "I have to finish this fast!" Using her desperation to motivate her, Daisy ran over to Yoshi and took the ball. She ran as fast as she could towards her opponents' net, though, in her desperation, she lost the ball. She quickly ran back to the ball, but Vector tackled her. She fell facedown, and leaked a little into her shorts. Daisy whimpered as Vector scored on her team's net. Daisy and Peach were both relieved that someone had scored. Once this round was over, the game would be over. There would be time before their next event to use the bathroom and prevent greater damage to their shorts. Unfortunately for them, right before the end of this round, Silver scored, tying it at 1-1, and leading into another round. "I need to pee SO BADLY!" said Daisy. Peach only whimpered in response. She wasn't as athletic as Daisy and didn't think she could hold it as long as her. She was about to burst. The game extended for three more rounds. Knuckles passed the ball to Peach again. Shaking with the effort of holding it in, Peach just kicked it out of bounds. As Donkey Kong kicked the ball back into the field, Peach couldn't hold it anymore. A soft hissing noise could be heard, and Peach's shorts grew warm and wet. Rivers of pee flowed down her beautiful legs and onto the grass below. Daisy ran by Peach as she chased Yoshi with the ball. She caught sight of Peach peeing herself, and leaked a little more. After just under a minute, Peach finished peeing. She was blushing beet red. She, a princess, had just wet herself. She sat down and hung her head in shame while the audience laughed. Daisy got the ball, holding herself with one hand, ran to the opposing net, and kicked as hard as she could, leaking slightly in the process. Daisy scored, putting the game at 2-1. Fifteen seconds later, the round ended. Peach and Daisy's team had won! "Right on time too," said Toad, "cause your next game is gonna begin in a minute!" "Can it wait?" said Daisy. "I have to go to the bathroom really badly!" "Hold it until the end of the game," said Toad. "It's an hour before your fencing match." "But I REALLY need to go!" Toad wasn't listening, as he was getting Peach to her feet. "At least you can play well now. And the same thing happened to Amy once." Peach's face was still red, but she felt a little better as she and Daisy ran to Badminton. Their opponents were Wario and Waluigi. The audience snickered at the sight of Peach's wet shorts, but Espio ignored it and gave the signal for the game to begin. At first, Peach and Daisy dominated. Well, Peach did better than Daisy, Daisy could barely swing because she was holding herself with one hand and was now crossing her legs where she stood. The princesses got up to four points, but then Wario and Waluigi started doing better, and Daisy started missing the birdie. Soon, they were tied, 4-4. Peach was able to score, but every time she scored, Waluigi would score immediately after, keeping the game tied, and every time the game was tied at this point, a team needed to get two points in a row to win. Daisy dropped her racket and held herself with both hands, crossing her legs and fidgeting. She didn't care about the game anymore. She just wanted it to end so she could get to a bathroom. She could feel the pee sloshing around inside her and knew she was about to burst. Then, Wario deliberately spiked the birdie directly at Daisy. It hit Daisy in the face and knocked her on her butt. The sudden impact combined with the surprise, and her uncrossing her legs and taking her hands off her crotch, was too much for her. Daisy's already-damp shorts darkened, and a puddle grew where she sat. *ppppssssssssssssss* "Ahhhhhhhhhh..." Daisy blushed as she continued to pee like a race horse, but greatly enjoyed the relief, almost forgetting about her humiliation. Peach blushed lightly at the sight of Daisy wetting her shorts. But, it did make her own experience a little less embarrassing. Wario and Waluigi laughed as the tomboyish princess continued peeing herself in front of them. Daisy peed for over a minute, and felt immensely relieved when she was done. "Ahhh, that's better..." She sat in her puddle of pee for about a minute before Espio said "I'm sorry about your accident, but it's time to continue the game." Daisy blushed and stood up, her shorts absolutely soaked. "Now that I don't have to pee anymore, you two are in big trouble!" The score was 12-12. As they went back and forth, Daisy scored twice in a row. The first time was easy because Wario and Waluigi were still too distracted laughing at Daisy's accident. Daisy, meanwhile, was thinking about the game, she'd worry about her embarrassment later. Besides, she almost enjoyed playing in her wet shorts. Peach and Daisy won that game. There was still some time to go before their fencing match. Daisy drank six bottles of water. "Aren't you worried you might... um... have another accident?" said Peach. "I don't think my shorts can get any wetter," said Daisy, "and it wasn't so bad." She giggled, and so did Peach, who, feeling thirsty herself, drank just as much water. Their fencing match lasted longer than they had expected. They both got eight hits in, but continued to block and avoid each others' attacks. It went on for half an hour, after which both princesses needed to pee again. Their new drinks having gone through them, as well as what was left over after Peach's accident. "Ahhhhhhh..." sighed Daisy as she peed where she stood, enjoying the warm release as the pee flowed down her legs. The audience laughed but she didn't care. Her shorts were already wet, after all. Too caught up in the pleasure she took from wetting herself, she forgot about the match, and Peach hit her with the practice sword, knocking her on her butt. Her rear splashed into her puddle. "Hey, I hadn't finished!" said Daisy, still peeing. "Peach wins!" said Espio. "Yes, that's all good, but I really need to go!" said Peach, dropping her sword and holding herself. "Just go in your shorts," said Daisy as she finished peeing. "They're already wet! And it feels really good!" "I don't want to do that again," said Peach, and she ran for the bathroom. But, she didn't make it. Again.
  16. Kisekae Peeing (my attempt)

    I recently learned that those cool paper doll comics were called Kisekae and there was a maker online where you could set up scenes. So, I taught myself how to make the comics in paint and, well, did so. But, me being me, wanted to learn how to add peeing to it. So, I set up a test image and tried to modify it using paint. This was the result. I was wondering if anyone had any advice how to improve it, so it would look good in an actual comic. I think June (second to last on the left) looks decent, though I'm not sure if the wettings and the peeing-though-skirts look good. Anyone have any input or advice on how to improve it at all?
  17. So in case you couldn't tell I really, REALLY enjoyed making a comic out of my all-time favorite story from the ToiletStool forums. And by that I mean there are dozens of others I've saved for their quality, and they deserve similar treatments I think. The only problem is these comics take time, I treat them as full productions so each one I gotta design the characters for, possibly some sets to flesh out the story, and all the coloring..I know you guys liked my last one but in order to take up so much of my time away from work for these I feel like this is my best option. Below are a collection of stories that I've set my eyes on for the next rounds. 5 wetting stories plus a 10-in-1 comic from one accident prone poster from around 5 years ago will definitely be made, and those are at the top marked with tentative prices. Since the site now has the option to sell content and I feel my content qualifies as merchandise, these full scale comics will follow the style of the first with a little more solidity to them. And since I don't intend any misrepresentation you can read the stories they're based on in full so you have a pretty good idea of what you're paying for. That said I've also marked some much shorter stories that will become comics about half the size of Silly Sarah, since the desperation buildup and/or aftermath isn't there. Those shall be free, as a lot of stuff here is free and these ones won't take as much. And then there's also a list of stories I'd like to do but they're lower priority, season 2 I guess. That's where you guys come in, tell me which ones you wanna see happen and how much you'd be willing to pay. This is all for you guys so I wanna provide the best service possible to turn this perverse hobby of mine into just some pocket change for me and a lot of wetting comics for you. One final note is although these are all either wetting or peeing stories, some of them contain messing content, so those have been marked for your discretion. Right now the only definite poop story is part of the Stephanie series, which is going to be a pretty huge scope comic even for me so I may split that one up minus the earlier scenes. The ones definitely happening: Aimee M_Hospital_Burst.docx $2 Amy_Peed_my_pants_in_Disney_World.docx $2 Brittany_twins_universal.docx (2 in 1, one fear wetting one laughing) $4 tabitha_held_it_too_long.docx $2 Stephanie.docx (10 stories in 1, contains 3 poop scenes at the moment) $10 These ones are shorter and will be free. Yogi will be the first one. yogi.docx Vanessa_movie_accident.docx Kaitlin_Another_story.docx Jane_Road_Trip.docx Ashley_car_poop.docx (warning needed?) Allison_doctor.docx And then these are bigger stories I wanna do but not before the first five, so give em a read and tell me what you think, or link to your own discoveries - it really is a mine there. Mostly shit but traces of gold ;) There are 2 graduation stories and 3 babysitting stories so that as well might need some voting on to narrow down. Ashley_O_Two_Accidents.docx (contains a poop accident) Carla_Darn_Dog.docx Graduation_wetting.docx Jennifer_Accident_in_College.docx Jessica_Rest_Stop_Accident.docx Maddy.docx (contains poop) Marissa.docx Mylissa_Graduation_Pee.docx Sonya_Sue_Babysitting_Braxton.docx the nanny.docx (contains poop) Danni_Disneyland_pee.docx
  18. female I was too cozy to get up and pee

    I got home from a long stressful day and just really needed some me time! I poured me a glass of tea and drank half the glass then filled it back up And went up stairs to put it in my room. Then I went to take a long hot shower and got in my comfy pajamas that I had just washed (thin Pokémon cotton pants and a oversized gray t-shirt. I was all clean, cozy, and to make it better I had this new comforter that was soft and puffy that I loveeed! I turned on my tv and plugged my ps2 (I know old lol) in and decided to play some kingdom hearts while I laid in bed! I propped my pillows up and got ready to lay in bed, I like to to wrap myself up in my comforter like a cocoon, so I laid on top and then folded the blanket all around me so I was covered all over but can still hold my controller and started playing. I played for 40-45 mins sipping my sweet tea and just all warm and cozy nuzzled in my blanket. n_n but soon was squirming around as I realized I had finished my tea and really had to go and there was no way I was gonna get up anytime soon when I was so cozy in bed finally relaxing...I kept playing but my bladder felt completely full and I couldn't stop squirming around and would Shove one hand between my legs during the cut scenes. one part during a cut scene I had my hand cupping myself and was rubbing my thighs together trying to ignore the pressure.. it was hard to! I was half paying attention to the cut scene when it ended and Im being surrounded by heartless!! (evil dudes in kingdom hearts if you don't know!) I quickly sat up more and pull my hand out to grab the controller and started fighting the heartless! As I mashed my controller I could tell my bladder was NOT happy about me sitting up fast as I felt the pressure get more intense. I squeezed my legs tight trying to quickly defeat the heartless so I could concentrate on controlling my bladder again but a leak came out that I could tell left a big damp spot in my undies >\\\<.i clamped my legs tight cutting off the leak and kept playing for a few secs... finally I had killed all the heartless!! My body was tense and my bladder was literally overflowing. Once i was done fighting I sighed, relieved, and relaxed my body.. pee filled up warmly and quickly in my undies and soon felt warmth spreading underneath me! I just sat there eyes wide staring at my game as mixed emotions of surprise, a little embarrassment, and a lot of relief to finally go pee went through me. I could feel the warmth spreading to my comforter and pooling around me thighs and quickly placed my controller to the side and tried to stop the stream with both hands shoved between my legs and my thighs pressured together. Pee spilled into my hands and slowly turned into a few leaks then finally stopped... I sat there in my bed blushing as i felt the pool of warm liquid soaking into the comforter. When I felt more in control I took my hands out and peeked under the covers discovering my clean pajamas were now soaking damp between my thighs and all over the back of the legs...I pulled my legs up to see a damp spot soaked in comforter right under me.. and since I had in an oversized shirt the bottom back of my shirt had a wet patch.. I quickly covered back up blushing but also my bladder felt better >\\\<. Someone was upstairs neat my room so instead of cleaning up I just sat in my accident and played games like nothing was wrong! n///n' after that person went down stairs though I quickly got up and changed to my old comforter and stuffed my wet clothes and comforter in an old suitcase and stuffed it in my closet! A little embarrassing but also felt really good when i finally went .. I really had to go!
  19. Version 1.0.0

    Here's the next chapter in the Stephanie series, where she recounts her first accident after being too old to have them (we're keeping her age ambiguous...) She was at a birthday party and kept swimming even though her bowels needed a movement. You'll learn here that Stephanie tends to wait a minute too late to finally stop what she's doing and use the bathroom, and as she runs home she not only finally drops her load but also releases the urine she was holding into her bikini as well. This story is one of her shorter ones and is only 10 pages long, and since she only wore a bikini and towel during this I only made one version of the comic that does contain NUDITY. While there is wetting in this issue, it's brief and the focus of this one is poop just like the introduction story. The next installment features much more intense desperation from both ends, and that'll be when the omorashi side of Stephanie's adventures really begin to kick in. In the meantime, enjoy Stephanie's first accident and thanks for continuing to support me and my work!

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  20. Bianca's Adventure

    Hello again! This is now my second time delving into the interactive stories forum. My first one, A Little Assistance, went unfinished, most likely because I had gotten too involved in the plot and it started to not mesh very well with the interactive story format. As well as that, the updates were getting kind of lengthy and it was pretty hard to keep going with it. So for this story, I'm going back to the basics, and starting off with something a little simpler, inspired by RPGs. I don't have any goal in mind, so we'll see where this goes. It should hopefully be fun! _____________________________________________________ (note: this story will not be illustrated, i just wanted to doodle the protagonist!!) Your name is Bianca Liette, and today is your fifteenth birthday! Ever since you were little, you've been helping your father manage the village general store, which was a task you took to enthusiastically. All sorts of people came and went, buying and selling, with all sorts of stories to share, and the more you heard from merchants and travelers and mercenaries and old wizened wizards, the more you longed to see the world yourself. You're a girl with an adventurous spirit, a girl who wasn't meant to be trapped up in a shop all her life. Today, you have reached the age where young villagers are said to be independent and able to fend for themselves, and you are naturally very excited! Dad has always been telling you to wait until you were older before you were allowed to go beyond the village gate alone, and so today is a day you have been looking forward to for a very, very long time. Your very own adventure is about to begin! --- You're sitting in bed in the store's upstairs room, tucked underneath your blankets and wearing your silken nightgown and yesterday's panties. Your curly brown hair is a bit of a mess from your slumber, and since you just woke up, you're a bit thirsty, hungry, and need to use the restroom. Although you feel a bit drowsy, you're also very eager to get up and see what your dad has gotten you for your birthday! You should probably get dressed, and take care of all of those things mentioned previously, but you are also very excited and they are not the most important things on your mind right now. 9:30AM 1st day of the 1st month (In this universe, all months are 30 days long, and measured relative to Bianca's birthday, for convenience!) HP: 100/100 MP: 0/0 Belly: 30/100 Hydration: 20/100 Bladder: 60/100 Tiredness: 0/100 (These are your stats! HP is a measure of your health, which is your overall wellbeing! Doing unhealthy or harmful things, or getting into fights will cause you to take damage! If your HP reaches 0, you will die. Let's try not to die! MP are your mana points, which represent how much magic you are capable of using! However, at the moment, you do not know how to use magic. You'll probably need to do something about that first. Belly is a measure of how hungry you are, and Hydration is a measure of how thirsty you are, with 100 being sated/quenched and 0 being starving/dehydrated. Your bladder fullness is obviously a measure of how much you need the restroom, and your tiredness is how sleepy you are. You may earn more stats over time depending on what you do, and these will be added to the list as they become relevant.) Equipment: Nightgown, worn panties Hands: None (Your equipment is a list of the items you currently are wearing on your person, whereas your inventory lists the items you are carrying. At the moment, you can only carry two items in your inventory, as you do not have a bag, only your hands! You should try and acquire a bag at some point.) What should you do? (Actions will usually be left entirely to the readers (such as in this case), in which case the general consensus will decide the outcome, assuming it fits the current situation. When it comes to specific choices, the choice with the most votes will win. The story will usually try to leave you with some freedom, and only restrict you if it is important to do so!)
  21. The goal of this particular interactive is to not pee your pants. Or to pee your pants in an interesting way. There are 10 possible endings and dozen of exciting paths! :p *** You wake up to the sound of your phone chiming an aggressively loud tone. Bleh. You hate walking up to an alarm. Particularly on a Saturday when you didn't even need to get up. You really need to go into your phone's settings and set the alarm to weekdays only. But not right now. Right now you are bursting for a pee. As you force yourself out of bed you idly wonder if everyone needs to pee as soon as they wake up? Or if it's just you? You don't bother with a robe. It's not that cold and your roommate Dee is the only other person in the house. Pajamas are plenty formal enough for Dee. They are even nice pajamas for a change. Your Mom decided for your birthday last month that you needed better than sweats and a T-shirt in case you ever had "company" and picked you out a cute pair of flannelette polka-dot pj's. It's getting almost too warm for them, you muse, might need to switch to just panties and that old T in a couple of weeks. When you reach the bathroom door you are annoyed to find it locked. You can just hear the sound of running water behind the door. Dee must be having a shower. Damn it. You really need to pee. Like now. Would you like to; Knock on the door and yell at Dee to hurry up? Turn to page 12 Wait until she is done showering? Turn to page 31 Pee in the kitchen sink? Turn to page 26 Find something else to pee in? Turn to page 28
  22. Fire Emblem: Tales of Journey

    [[Authors Note: Hello. Well, I’ve been seeing a lot of these interactive stories and participating in some of them, so I’ve decided to give it a try myself. I’ll see if there is any interest after my first post and, maybe if a few people seem to enjoy it, I’ll continue it. This story will mix combat and character based conversations, with the typical Omo.com twist of adding bladder meters to your party members. When in combat, one’s bladder (and perhaps something else if interest is shown in it) may give out, causing them to wet themselves in battle. The bladder meter will be active at all times, for both genders of character. In addition, with few exceptions, most characters can be romantically/sexually paired up. This story will be based on the Fire Emblem series of games, with original characters. Character classes and appearances will be based on Fire Emblem series, specifically FE: Awakening and FE: Fates. In addition, stats will be loosely based on games. The Strength stat concerns all physical based attacks. Magic concerns all magical attacks. Defense concerns one’s ability to absorb physical damage. Resistance concerns one’s ability to absorb magic attacks. To make combat more simple, the speed and skill stats will not be used. The Luck stat, however, will be used, and will dictate critical attacks and one’s ability to catch themselves if they are about to wet themselves in battles. All party members will have an unique stat, which will be unexplained, but may help them depending on certain situations. Health will not be visible for the fight and will rather be displayed as a status condition. In addition, combat will be considered ‘casual’ by Fire Emblem standards, as party members do not die in combat and are instead knocked out. With this being said, if interest is shown, we may begin]] Three figures sit around a small fire in a clearing in a forest. The sounds of the forest ring out around them. An owl howling in the distance. The wind blowing against the trees. The fire roaring softly. Our protagonist looks up at their two companions and sighs, tired from a long day with a clear twinge in their bladder. [Pick a Protagonist, a supporter, and a mentor from the list below. Each potential character will be marked as either a protagonist, supporter, combination of the two, or a mentor.} Morrigan (Protagonist/Supporter) [the student of magic] Age: 18 Physical Description: A young looking girl with purple hair in curls. Shorter than average height, Five foot two. Covers herself with the basic blue robes of a student of magic. With pale skin and a slim build, she has equally slim breasts and a small bladder. Very modest about where she relieves herself. Background: Naturally gifted in magic and naturally able to use dark magic, Morrigan was unaware of her powers until her 13th birthday, when her normal life with her parents in a small town changed forever when she fell into a mirror. After five years that she barely recalls, her powers have became stable and powerful as she awoke in a forest. If chosen as protagonist, the Coming Home quest will be activated. Class/Starting Stats: Mage, Level 10 Strength: 0 Magic: 7+2(Magic +2) Defense: 2 Resistance: 5 Luck: 5 Cuteness: 10 Skills: Shadowfaire: Allows this unit to use dark tomes, even if not a dark mage. Magic 2+: Gains a natural +2 to magic stat. Starting equipment: Flux: Dark Magic, 60% Accuracy, 5 base damage, 10% natural crit chance Wind: Wind magic, 90% Accuracy, 1 base damage, 0% natural crit chance Ace (Protagonist/Supporter) [the sharpshooter] Age: 18 Physical Description: A young man with short, brown hair. Five foot five in height, tan skin, and an athletic build. Wears the light chainmail coat with his family crest, a gold bow with a white arrow, on his arms. He has a medium sized bladder, reserved about where he relieves himself. Background: Ace was the son of a noble family who were known for the great archers who belonged to the line. As such, Ace was trained in archery from a young age. After joining the military, Ace and his squad were sent on a mission deep into enemy territory. Ace and his squad were separated, with the rest of his squad presumed dead. If selected as protagonist, the starting mission “Mission Report” will be activated. Class/Starting stats: Archer: Level 10 Strength: 6 Magic: 1 Defense: 4 Resistance: 4 Luck:4 Focus: 10 Skills: Headshot: 30% additional chance to crit +20 Hit: Additional +20% to hit Starting Equipment: Iron Bow: A common bow: 70% Accuracy, 4 base damage, 0% natural crit chance. Vera (Protagonist)[the vengeful one] Age: 20 Physical description: A woman with half her face scarred, her long hair dyed a dark shade of pink covers the scarred half of her face. Her skin is deeply tanned, her build athletic, and her breasts firm B cups, she wears a white tank top and long black pants, which she doesn’t mind emptying her bladder into. She has a medium sized bladder, but isn’t reserved about where she empties it. Background: Vera was once a high school student in a foreign land, but after an encounter with a devious magic user, she ‘died’. However, she woke up in a forest, in an age which to her seemed distant, less advanced than what she was used to. If chosen as protagonist, the starting quest Revenga will be activated. Cannot be chosen as a supporter, as Vera follows no one. Class/Starting Stats: Samurai:: Level 10 Strength: 7 Magic: 0 Defense: 5 Resistance: 2 Luck: 3 Angst: 10 Skills: Bloodlust: Boosts all stats temporarily by 1 after successfully felling an enemy. Vantage: 20% increased chance to dodge attacks of any type. Starting Equipment: Iron Katana: A standard katana: 80% accuracy, 4 base damage, 15% natural crit chance. Rose (Protagonist/Supporter)[the loyal friend] Age: 21 Physical appearance: a young woman with long flaming red hair. With tan skin and B cup breasts covered by her suit of leather armor. She has a large bladder, but is somewhat reserved on where she releases it. Background: Vera’s best friend, after discovering that her friend was actually alive somewhere, she hunted down an associate of the man responsible and forced him to send Rose after Vera. Donning a set of plain leather armor and a straight sword to fit to her new surroundings, selecting Rose as a protagonist will activate the starting quest Vera. In addition, if she supports Vera, she will gain a different unique stat. Class/Starting Stats: Mercenary: Level 10 Strength: 8 Magic: 0 Defense: 3 Resistance 3 Luck: 3 Determination: 10 (If not supporting Vera) Persuasion: 10 (If supporting Vera) Skills: Duelist: Deals increased damage when facing a single opponent Patience: 10% increased chance to dodge and hit when enemy attacks first Starting equipment: Iron Straight Sword: A standard straight sword: 85% Accuracy, 3 base damage, 5% natural crit chance. Iron shield: A common shield used throughout the land. Kara (Supporter)[the allied knight] Age: 22 Physical description: A tall ‘women’, six feet tall, with brunette hair that reaches her shoulders. Wrapped in light plate mail that covers her dark skin. She has a large bladder and is willing to empty it anywhere, but only in front of people she trusts with her secret. Background: Kara once trained as a knight and in the way of using a lance. Though, after complications arose when trying to join the military, she joined a mercenary group. After her group was annihilated in battle, she disappeared into the woods until she found the protagonist. Has always been a follower, and therefore cannot be the protagonist. Class/Starting Stats: Knight: Level 10 Strength: 8 Magic: 0 Defense: 7+2 (Defense +2) Resistance: 1 Luck: 2 Defense: 10 Skills: Sworn Shield: 25% chance to defend the protagonist from attacks when nearby. Defense +2: Additional 2 points in Defense) Starting equipment: Spear: A lance that can be easily thrown: 70% accuracy, 3 base damage, 5% natural crit chance. Steel shield: A well made shield meant for a knight: Evans (Protagonist/Supporter)[the rogue ninja] Age: 22 Physical description: A blond haired man of average height and athletic build, clad in plain green robes. Usually keeps to himself when it comes to his private needs, unless he’s drank alcohol recently, a common event, in which case he’s usually open with it. Background: A self-taught ninja, who learned the art from a series of scrolls rather than formal teaching, His main purpose from this was to sell his skill to the highest bidder, though eventually learned of his true calling. Choosing him as the protagonist activates the starting quest Revolution. Class/starting stats: Ninja: Level 10 Strength: 4 Magic: 0 Defense: 3 Resistance: 5 Luck: 7 Cunning: 10 Skills: Acrobat: Has a 40% chance to dodge all attacks. Vanishing Act: Can disappear from enemies for a short time using smoke bombs. Starting equipment: Kunai Knives (x2): A ninja’s knife, good for close and ranged combat: 90% accuracy, 3 base damage, 40% natural crit chance Smoke bombs (x5): A small package which causes an explosion of smoke when thrown to the ground. Sif (Protagonist/Supporter)[the murder doll] Age: 19 Physical description: A small looking woman with short black hair clad in chain and cloth armor. Pale skin, making her resemble a large painted doll when not moving. Has tiny breasts and an even smaller bladder, which she will relieve whenever she pleases. Background: A skilled fighter, Sif’s doll like appearance makes her enemies underestimate her. By the time they realize their mistake, it is too late. Little is known about Sif’s past. If chosen as the protagonist, starting quest The Doll is activated. Class/Starting Stats: Spear Fighter: Level 10 Strength: 6 Magic:0 Defense: 4 Resistance: 2 Luck: 4 Brutality: 10 Skills: Merciless: 40% chance to instantly finish off an enemy when they are wounded. Lethality: 10% chance to instantly finish off an enemy. Starting equipment: Iron Nagitama: An eastern polearm: 70% accuracy, 5 base damage, 15% natural crit chance. Ciel (mentor)[the witch seer] Age: ??? Physical description: A young looking woman with short purple hair and a golden eye patch. Her purple robe and black witch hat cover her body, making it unsure what her body looks like. She also never seems to relieve herself, which means that either she can relieve herself magically or the inside of her robe is usually soaked. Background: Ciel is a witch who has forgotten how long she has known magic or been able to see into the future. All she is certain of is that the protagonist needs her assistance, whether Ciel likes it or not. Class/Starting Stats: Witch, Level 25 Strength: 2 Magic: 9 Defense: 3 Resistance: 7 Luck: 4 Wisdom: 10 Skills: Future Sight: 60% chance to avoid enemy attacks, after seeing them happen in the future. Witchcraft: 5% chance on turning enemies into small animal when attacking with dark magic Starting equipment: Nosferatu: A dark tome: 60% accuracy, 6 base damage, 5% natural crit chance, absorbs half damage dealt as health. Alice (Mentor)[the assassin’s legacy) Age: 31 Physical description: A woman with a long brown hair in a pony tail. Standing five foot ten, usually in tight leather, pressing her B cups close to her body, she is more concerned about who sees her relieve her medium sized bladder rather than where she does it. For example, she will not pee in front of her daughter. In addition, she won’t cheat on her husband, but if pushed to her sexual limit, she imagines her husband would forgive her if it was with another woman. Background: Working as an assassin for many years while her husband raised their daughter, Morrigan. Once her daughter and husband went missing, she retired from assassination and went out into the world to find them, helping whoever she could along her along the way. If mentoring Morrigan, starting quest is changed to Father. Class/Starting Stats: Assassin: Level 5 Strength: 7 Magic: 0 Defense:3 Resistance: 4 Luck: 7 Dexterity: 10 Skills: Heartseeker: All attacks have an additional 30% chance to crit Lethality: Has a 10% chance to instantly kill her enemy. Starting equipment: Estoc: A deadly thrusting sword: 80% accuracy, 7 base damage, 10% natural crit chance Steel bow: A well-made longbow: 85% accuracy, 6 base damage, 10% natural crit chance Z (Mentor)[the grim knight] Age: ??? Physical description: An imposing six foot one figure clad in black plate mail with a featureless black mask. The only piece of skin that can be seen is his impressive manhood in one of the rare moments that he relieves himself. Background: A mysterious man who refuses to say why he is here, but has shown how prowess in combat enough for few to question him or his loyalty. Class/Starting stats: Revenant: Level 5 Strength: 6 Magic: 6 Defense: 5 Resistance: 4 Luck: 2 Dominance: 10 Skills: Soul Crash: When using magic, high chance to stun enemies Soul Crush: Has the ability to make sure that fallen enemies don’t get back up. Starting equipment: Dark axe: A large axe made from a black metal: 50% accuracy, 8 base damage, 20% natural crit chance. Black fireball: a burning orb of darkness hurled at the enemy: 60% accuracy, 6 base damage, 10% natural crit chance. With the options available, please vote for the combination you would like to see. If I see a trend, I’ll continue this story with Chapter One. In addition, if you would like to, please vote from a scale of one to five (one being dry, five being completely soaked) on how much you would like omorashi to play a factor. Also, vote whether or not you’d like to see messing make appearances in the story. With that being said, fingers crossed that this little story of mine turns out well.
  23. These side stories are part of a series known as Planet of Desperation, set in a fictional future with alien federations, toilet-regulations and omorashi-based science, oh my! You can read the first part of the main story here. Reading the first two chapters before delving into the side stories is probably a good idea, to get a better feel for the setting. The first side-story, Sleeping Beauty, will feature supporting character Ceel Heart and takes place before the events of Planet of Desperation, part 1. Ceel Heart - Sleeping Beauty [Desperation] [Free Peeing] Ceel Heart was a mess. A half-asleep, frantic, stressed out mess. She was sitting in class, but the lecture was hardly registering. This was her final class of the day, which in Ceel's head meant that in just a few hours someone was going to drug her and poke her eyes with various sharp objects. She'd had a vision fault most of her life, and last week she had finally worked up the nerve to get it fixed. It was a simple procedure, Federation technology made it so, they even did this to little kids! That is what Ceel had been telling herself, but it was still affecting her gravely. She had barely slept this past week! After class she immediately made her way to the school toilets. She had a toilet time scheduled, and it was going to be her last one before the procedure. Removing her panties and plonking her butt on the seat, she readied her body to release her waste and stress. But for some reason, she couldn't. Even spreading her legs and nethers, her body was too tense to relax. After a few minutes, she became very annoyed, having her nude butt on the toilet without actually peeing was very uncomfortable. She decided she didn't need to go that bad and left the bathroom before it kicked her out. Ceel had always thought that the hospital building was a little strange. Half of the thing was a normal-looking hospital building, but the other half was a federation facility, like some freak science experiment had fused the two buildings together. Ceel entered the building and grabbed a waiting ticket and took a seat. While waiting, Ceel stared intently at her ticket and tightly held it in both hands. After just a minute her number was called. She walked up to the counter. "U-um. I have an appointment booked. Ceel Heart.." At this, the lady at the counter swiftly went through some papers. "Ceel Heart... Yes, just follow the red hallway until you reach a room with a big four on it. I will inform the doctor you are here, as well" After a slight pause, Ceel followed the instructions. The doctor was slightly intimidating. He was very tall and seemed to take up a lot of space in the room, even though he was fairly scrawny. When Ceel entered, he flashed a disarming smile. Ceel awkwardly tried to smile back, but at this point she was quaking in her boots. "Please have a seat, Miss Heart." The tall man pointed her in the direction of a comfy-looking chair. "As you may be aware, this hospital is connected to a federation facility. In there, only federation operatives and select medical professionals are allowed. However, your operation will take place in there. As you have been made aware, you will be drugged during this procedure. Not only for your comfort, but also to preserve Federation interests. Now, a lot of people might find this uncomfortable, however..." The doctor went on a tangent about fears and phobias about being operated on by federation people. Ceel wasn't worried about aliens, she was worried about people digging around in her eyes. "...And that is why you have nothing whatsoever to fear. Please change into this gown, then lie down on this table, I will return in just a minute or two and we can start with the procedure." Ceel stiffly followed the instructions. While waiting for the doctor to return, Ceel felt a bit of a twinge in her bladder. It was getting fairly full. Ceel had a particularly large bladder, and she hadn't wet the bed since early childhood, so she wasn't particularly worried. Still, it annoyed her; if she had been able to pee before she wouldn't be uncomfortable now. But moreso than that, waiting was making her extremely anxious. When the doctor returned, she knew she would have to be ready for the operation to start. Ceel's mind was a haze. The doctor had returned with a nurse, and administered the sleeping agent. Yet, she wasn't sure if she was asleep or awake and seemed to have lost both the track of time and location. She could see two figures above her, maybe the doctor and nurse. Yet, one of them seemed strange and blue, had the operation started yet? She felt something in her arm, and suddenly her entire body relaxed and felt very, very heavy. In her dazed state, Ceel worried that she would start peeing, her bladder felt fuller than before and her muscles couldn't clench. A vague state of urgency gripped her, but she had no strength left to resist. Ceel was sitting in a cave, nude. She had never been in a cave before, but she knew this was an unusual cave for a few reasons. First of all, it was gently lit, despite lacking a light source. The ground felt soft and a little warm under her butt, despite consisting of rock. She was alone in the cave, and her pose was quite relaxed, with her legs crossed by her ankles. Ceel's bladder was very full. Looking down, her lower belly seemed to stretch a little. Even so, she was in full control and in no risk of involuntarily peeing. Much better than before... Tracing her train of thought back to the eye operation, Ceel realized that she was dreaming. In her dreamscape, she felt very safe and in control. Gone was the anxiety of the people poking around in her eyes. In addition, her bladder felt like an ironclad fort now, reinforced to last for as long as it would take. It had been a while and Ceel was getting a little bored. Sitting around in the cave was comfortable, but there wasn't a lot to do. She decided she would search around the cave for an exit; maybe she could make one for herself, it was her dream after all. Walking around the cave revealed no way out, and walls had a frictionless smoothness to them, completely lacking any holes or imperfections. She decided to try plan B, closed her eyes and tried to imagine a way out. As she did, a strange mix of adrenaline and dizziness overcame her, forcing her to her knees. At first, Ceel couldn't figure out where she was. The harsh light and the people gathered around was rather unsettling at first, as she could faintly remember being somewhere comfortable and homey just moments ago. "Ceel..? Are you awake?" It was her mother's voice. It helped her make sense of what was going on. Operation. Eyes. Right. She rose, as she had been lying down, and turned toward the sound. When she saw the clothes her mother was wearing, she was overcome with a strange emotion. Pride in herself for going through with the operation. Fear- had there been any complications? But above all, absolute and total wonder- her mother's dress was a color she had never been able to see before today. "Umm.. Ceel..!" Now that Ceel's vision had cleared, she noticed her mother was pointing somewhere. She followed the trajectory of her mother's finger. It ended at her legs. It was only now Ceel noticed it all: her legs were twisted together several times over- that her nude bottom was just barely covered by the surgical govn in her current pose, and that she had to pee so, so bad. Her bladder felt like a concrete balloon, and bulged out farther than she had ever seen before. Her body still felt numb and strange in all over, and now that she had become aware of her need, it seemed as though she might turn into a living fountain any second now. "Ah..! Gotta.. Pee...!" Setting her modesty aside for a moment, Ceel grabbed herself hard under her gown. The pressure, however, was mounting to new levels as if her bladder had been frozen solid during the operation and was now starting to thaw. "I-I'll go get something..!" Ceel had barely noticed the flustered-looking nurse beside the bed, who quickly left to get a bedpan. The following minutes were torture. Ceel was rocking back and forth, clutching herself, and massaging her bladder. Her mother would offer words of encouragement from time to time, but seemed a little distracted herself, maybe? Ceel barely noticed, almost all of her attention had to be directed toward the losing battle fought with her pee hole. Still, she had not yet spilled a single drop; the white sheets were pristine still. When Ceel was sure she had reached her end, the nurse returned with the bedpan. In one lightning-quick motion, Ceel snatched the pan and covered her quivering pussy with the funnel. "A-Ah, please wait..!" The command was torture. Her legs now spread, Ceel contained the ocean for a few precious seconds while the nurse fiddled with some dials on the side of the pan. "U-Um, you can go now." Ceel had expected to explode into the pan as soon as the words reached her brain. But for some reason, nothing was coming out. Ceel started panicking. Why wouldn't she pee? She was about to explode. It hurt, the pressure was- Pssssssssssssssssssh! The stream was shooting into the back of the pan. It was incredibly thin, yet absolutely fierce, like some sort of precision laser. Ceel's back arched in relief as the Nurse helped her adjust the pan. For almost a minute, Ceel lost herself in her pee. Her laser-stream became a full-on torrent, splashing the sides of the pan. She was still peeing up an absolute storm with no sign of stopping, but the pressure in her bladder had decreased to a much more manageable level. Now that her mind was less preoccupied, she once again had time to examine her surroundings. The bed she was lying in was surrounded by white screens, so this was likely a rest area for patients. She noticed that her mother and the nurse were both acting a little strangely- her mother had a rather stiff posture and was occasionally fidgeting while looking away from her. The nurse, too, had a rather tortured look, blushing and biting her lip as she held the pan straight. Another wave of relief wracked Ceel and she let out a moan. At this, the other women in the room seemed distraught. Ceel's fierce piss finally came to an abrupt close. She pushed a little to empty the remainder of her bladder, a hiss and some drips, and then she was done. When she was finished, her mother spoke. "U-Um.. H-How do you feel, Ceel?" Ceel gave her a knowing look. "I'll be fine, mom, you can leave me for a bit." "Mmmph.. I'll be right back..!" Her mother stiffly walked out of the enclosed space, leaving Ceel alone with the nurse. The nurse was pretty obviously desperate as she detached the spherical part of the bedpan which contained Ceel's great quantity of urine. Oh-ing and Ah-ing, as she fought against the urge to grab herself. "Are you going to be okay, miss? Do you have a time soon?" Ceel raised the question, hoping the nurse wouldn't be too embarrassed. "Mmh..! Yes.. I guess I'm being pretty obvious..!" The nurse let out a little laugh. "I have a toilet time coming up, and I should get as soon as I finish here..!" The nurse had fully detached the sphere from the bedpan and was replacing it with a new one. "Excuse me, is there a nurse in here?" From the other side of the cloth screen, the voice of a woman Ceel didn't know called out. "Ye-yes.. You may come in." The woman entered. "My daughter really needs some help, could you come over as soon as possible? It's an emergency." The nurse gave Ceel a worried look, then left with the bedpan and the woman. A minute or two later, Ceel thought she could hear a tinkling noise from somewhere. Finally alone, Ceel felt totally exhausted even though she had just woken up. Closing her eyes, she got her first peaceful night of sleep in what felt like ages, dreaming of all the new colors she was going to see.
  24. CHAPTER 1 Ms. Chandler was a good-looking art teacher for her age. Lots of the male teachers and students thought that for 35 she was pretty attractive. Her hips were kind of big, but some meat on the legs was hotter on a woman than skin and bones. That day she had on tan, tight pants and brown shoes. She wore a white top and orange dress jacket, and her brown hair tied into a bun. Across the hall was Ms. Kringle. An English teacher with a muscular body, tan skin, curly blonde hair, and that day had on white heels, tight blue jeans, and a tight green shirt. Late twenties, and man did she raise the blood pressure of some of the boys in class. Down the other end was Ms. Marison. Black hair tied up in a ponytail, thin legs, but a shaped butt, and wore a white button down dress shirt that day and tight tan pants and brown high heels. Then, a student teacher named Ms. Jennie was teaching her class in math. She was tall, brown hair tied in a ponytail, nice breasts, and they showed in her tight, dark blue shirt. Just like her nice legs in those tight white pants. Ms. Kelso was a red head with long hair, bright skin and long, tan legs that were athletic-fit. She wore a short black skirt, blue tight top, and heels. They all had something in common. They were in their late-twenties to mid-thirties, attractive, and they all had a big cup of coffee before work, and refilled at school before first class. They all just taught two classes in a row and as one could imagine, their coffees had them feeling a bit of a build up in their bladders that felt hot and a little pushing. Ms. Chandler sat in her chair whistling as her students finished their works. Her legs crossed. She wasn’t dying to go (yet) but who knew? What if they had a fire drill, a lockdown, she worried. The bell rang, and she along with the other teachers in their classrooms got up, guided their students out, and were ready to move forward for relief. Ms. Kelso locked her room door and began to walk off but was pulled back. Her key was stuck in the door. She yanked on it but no use. “Oh no,” she said worried, her legs shook. She clenched her fit tan legs together as she fought for her keys. Her room key was also the teacher lavatory key. Her glasses fogged as sweat dripped from her head. “Come on!” she begged as she put a foot on the wall and pulled back and got her key out. She thanked the lord and ran off. “Damn!” she said. She saw the school’s one teacher’s lavatory (they had a small school) with a line of the four other teachers outside of it. That only made the pressure in her build up. All five waited in line. The order went Chandler at the front, then Kringle, Marison, Jennie, and Kelso. Their legs went from a crossed to foot tapping motion as their lips did that sexy pounce like they want to kiss as they waited, annoyed how long it was taking. When Ms. Chandler had gotten there before first she stuck her key in to enter the one person bathroom, but no good. It was locked from the inside. She struggled with turning her key as someone was locked within. She stepped back as she heard from behind the door them releving themselves making her own pains worse. “Of all days to have to pee bad, right?” Ms. Chandler said to the girls behind her. The other teachers nodded in agreement. Ms. Kringle had her hands in her jeans pockets. She bounced a little in place. Marison looked at her watch as she waved back and forth feeling her inner preasure slowly build up to more discomfort. Marison said, “Um, ladies…there’s only a minute before the bell.” They all looked like they had seen a ghost. “Oh, oh!” A couple of them said. Due to safety policies for students teachers had to be back in classes before the bell. There was no way they were all going to get to go. Ms. Chandler knocked on the door. “Um, excuse me?” “Just a sec!” the voice behind said. “It’s just the bell is almost here. We all need to go, so please wrap it up.” After about twenty seconds, Chandler was going to knock again, but the occupant came out. It was a student, senior Lizzie Banks. The Principal’s daughter. Their jaws all dropped. “Hey!” Marison said. “You’re not suppose to be in there. It’s our bathroom.” Lizzie put her hands on her hips. “Like I care. Daddy gave me keys to every room in the school in case of emergency. Besides it’s impossible to put makeup on in the student bathrooms with a crowd in there.” She wasn’t even going to the bathroom, yet made all these poor teachers and their filled bladders wait. “Whatever,” Chandler said. She started to walk in, but the bell rang. They all had to go back to class. NO CHOICE! They moaned and walked back, except for Ms. Kelso who was at the end of the line and dancing pretty much. “Well I lucked out!” she said. “Next two classes are off for me!” And there she went, into the bathroom, panties pulled down, and letting it all out. She let out a sigh of relief. The others were so jealous. Would they get to as wel?...... TO BE CONTINUED…