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  1. From the album: [English] Random translated comics/images part 2

    Momo from To love ru accidentally used one of lala's inventions which teleported her into a locker. Trapped and desperate to pee she can't hold it anymore.
  2. Hi, so this is my first time writing and I can't guarantee that whatever this is it will be pursued fervently, but I want to do something a little bit more creative with my thoughts regarding my sexuality and this scenario has played out in my dreams enough that I want to start with it. Warning, there will be sexual content but not in every chapter, and there will be lots of nudity, but the nudity will not always be sexual. This is not an omorashi first story either, and although omorashi will be included because it is a fetish of mine, it will not be featured in every chapter nor be a major plot point, at least at the beginning. I also have a mild form of Asperger's syndrome, so I feel that I will be able to create better characters that are more similar to me in the way I think, as opposed to neurotypical character that are often difficult for me to grasp. I will initially keep all characters above 18, however if it seems safe to do so I will include ages 15 and up, not because I am particularly attracted to people that young as a 20 year old cis straight white male, but more because I am particularly attracted to people who haven't quite figured out their sexuality, are shyer, and retain youthful attitudes, and this is easier to write in with younger characters. But for now I will stick to 18. I'd appreciate feedback if possible! Chapter 1: Elisa and Saturday Night at the gym Elisa had just started her first year at her university. Although far from her home in New Jersey, she was excited to begin a life of her own and adventure to new places, both physically and mentally. She had grown up in a very religious household, and although everyone in the household was practicing, her parents were good enough to her that they were not too overbearing. Her father was Puerto Rican and her mother was Dominican, and they had met in English class shortly after each of them moved to the USA. Elisa was the oldest having turned 18 last week, and she had one younger sister who was starting 8th grade at age 13, and a brother starting 4th grade at age 9. Although she loved her family very much, the day to day ruses in her household were difficult to manage at times, and she was looking forward to a change of scenery. Elisa's life was complicated as lives should be. There was nothing terrible, tragic, or traumatic about it but life is existentially hard to comprehend, especially in Elisa's case of a mild form of Asperger's syndrome, which gave her a depth of knowledge about a plethora of topics, including politics, geography, public transportation, art history, and really almost anything. Some people considered her to lack personality and be emotionally stoic due to the vast majority conversational interactions being infused with random facts and snippets. But apart from how she might be perceived, Elisa is a very emotional person. Well, not usually outwardly although she does cry from time to time in her bedroom. But like most people with Asperger's, Elisa had chronic depression. It was nothing severe and a manageable mental illness, but it made her feel even more isolated in the way she sees the world. Her quest at this stage in her life is to understand the world as best she can from observation and curiosity. At home she frequently took trips on the PATH to go to New York, and starting in high school she got a bike that could transport her to many medium distance places in North Jersey. But because her family was poor, they could not afford a car, so Elisa did not have a driver's license. That was okay for her though, because she was content with the current situation. For Elisa, life is hard, but the joyful moments make it worth living. As a practicing and believing Catholic, Elisa was well versed on the acts that should be avoided to prevent sin. She was not naïve to the nature of sex, but rather discouraged from participating in anything too promiscuous. Her mother had taught her about it when she was 9 in anticipation of menstruation, and since then she has read quite a bit on the topic and understands human nature when it comes to sexual matters. She has been catcalled or stared at more times than she could count while in public, and while these definitely bother her, she has not been protruded from participating in activities she loves because of it. However, as much as she understands sex from a knowledge standpoint, Elisa is rather unpracticed when it comes to understanding her own sexuality. In high school she also participated in an activity called drum and bugle corps or "drum corps" for short, and while there she had to get used to the idea of communal showers. Being naked in the presence of other girls her age was something she was used to and could tolerate, and as a result she was very comfortable in her own body. There she also discovered that she is mostly straight with perhaps a slight curiosity towards women. But her alone time is limited at her house, and because of the religious nature of her household, she does not want to risk anything about her sexuality being found out by her parents. The only time she ever gets time to herself is in the bathroom because her bedroom is shared with her sister, and she has a habit of taking long showers for the purpose of getting herself off. She knows of at least one fetish of hers, that being omorashi and pee holding. Though she has done it herself a few times, she finds herself most turned on when she sees guys struggle to hold it. It is this that gets her off half the time, whether she is reading or watching erotic material on her phone in the bathroom or just in the shower playing. However, she has not yet had a boyfriend, she has not yet seen a guy naked, and she has not often gone to any parties with people her age. Her parents seldom had to worry about Elisa's doings outside the house due to her Asperger's making many of the risky activities unappealing. Elisa hoped to change some of this at college though. She hoped to get a boyfriend, though she didn't want to force it, rather have it happen organically instead. She also hoped to see a guy naked at some point and/or attend a party of some sort, not to be risky with herself, but instead to observe. This really was a new stage in her life. Elisa had just enrolled in a small-ish liberal arts college in upstate New York near the Adirondacks (this is no particular real life school, I'm basing the school size off my own but I don't want to reveal where I am enrolled, so I picked the Adirondacks because the setting feels right). She got in on scholarships, both for her intellect and her status as the first in the family to attend college. The first week of classes have gone well so far, and the weekend has finally arrived. Elisa spent most of Saturday playing games and watching TV with her roommate, Jordyn. Her roommate and she also did some homework, but after a while they had both gotten tired and decided to move onto TV. This first week, Elisa had discovered that the fitness center was open 24 hours. One simply needed to tap their card and they were allowed in. The same was also true for the pool, however you needed to prove your ability to swim in order to go in without a lifeguard. (There was a multi campus lifeguard standby program so that appropriate lifeguards could be notified if the cameras showed something in which someone needed to intervene. If it was required, there was a button that could drain the entire pool at a high flow rate to provide air to any drowning victims. There was also a breathalyzer that would lock access to any inebriated students). Elisa took the test on Thursday and she now has swipe access to the pool for 24 hours. She found that exercising at night was the best way for her to be active and blow off steam. Fewer people were working out at midnight, making any semblance of social anxiety rest easy on her. She would typically arrive to the gym at 11:30, run on the treadmill for 20 minutes, do weights for 15 minutes, then go to the locker room, change into her swimsuit, use the pool for 15 minutes, come back to the locker room, shower, change into her pajamas, and head back to her dorm to go to bed. She had worked out every day this week except Wednesday, and she used the pool on Thursday and Friday. Her routine was beginning to set itself in and she was starting to get used to the schedule. It was 11:20 on Saturday when Elisa got ready to go to the gym. She got changed into her workout clothes (a purple tank top, white sports bra, gray yoga pants that cut off at the thigh as well as neon yellow spandex boy shorts underneath), and was about to say bye to Jordyn until she realized Jordyn was passed out watching TV in the lounge. Elisa walked by Jordyn, out the door, and over to the fitness center. She was carrying her bag with her swimsuit and pajamas, as well as her large water bottle. Her towel and shower supplies she kept in a locker at the fitness center. On her way over to the gym, she heard lots of voices and screaming all around her. It was yet another party night on campus, and although Elisa was curious, she persisted to the gym. She arrived to the locker room and dropped off all her nonessential items for working out. She realized she needed to pee but then a thought occurred to her: she hadn't indulged herself at all since arriving to campus, mostly because she was rarely ever alone. Perhaps she could play a game with herself and hold her pee as long as she could while working out so that she could release some sexual libido before heading back to her dorm. Consequently, that's what Elisa decided to do. She laid all of her belongings in her locker except for her water bottle, phone, earbuds, and face towel and walked out of the locker room toward the gym. Elisa drank about a third of a 1.5 liter bottle before she started running on the treadmill. 5 minutes in she started getting cramps and realized that she really should have stretched if she were to drink that much. Cramps aside, she made it through all 20 minutes and began to feel a slight twinge in her bladder. The gym was fairly sparse with only about 10 people working out, so there was no need to wait for any equipment. Elisa drank another 300mL or so before starting her quick weight routine. She did her biceps and shoulders with moderately heavy dumbbells (for her size and gender), and then moved onto the tricep machine. Elisa drank another 200mL before the triceps, followed by another 200mL after. It helped that her body needed the water, so it was absorbed into her system quickly preventing bloating and other discomfort. Elisa usually finished her gym portion after the triceps, but because she was feeling so mischievous and because her bladder was starting to give her warning signs, she fathomed another idea: she would do a few reps of the seated knee raise machine to challenge herself. Elisa walked over to the machine, set the weight at the right level and began the reps. Around the 7th or 8th rep she felt another twinge in her urethra that lasted a few seconds. She could feel the fluids building up and the pleasure mounting. As she raised her knees on the 8th rep she shivered and shuddered as her need to pee was ringing the doorbell in her brain. On her tenth and final rep, she let out a soft moan, uncharacteristic for her as she tends to be quite quiet in public, before finally relaxing. She didn't need to go so bad that she was in danger of spurting, but the experience was scary and exhilarating nonetheless. It wouldn't exactly be accurate to say Elisa was dry either, as the garments that covered her nether regions were already fairly damp from sweat since the treadmill. But perhaps her boys gotta were slightly damper because of the juices that may have escaped as her labia parted and lubricated itself. After her indulgence with the leg raising machine, Elisa was ready to return to her locker to prepare for the short swim. On the way over, she finished her final 300mL and refilled the water bottle. She was thinking about how excited and antsy she felt about what she was doing, being in public was especially energizing. She passed a guy who was walking into the gym and couldn't help but bite her lip at the small protruberance visible in his black running shorts. She had never seen a bare penis before except in images and some rated R movies, but she was yet inclined to lay her own eyes on a real one. Wouldn't it be something if I could catch one while I was here today. What if I were to walk into the locker room and see a guy just standing there playing with it? Elisa thought to herself. Alas, this fantasy lived up to its designation as a fantasy, and she arrived to an empty women's locker room as usual. Usual, however, was the baritone audiation emanating from the right side of the locker room, where the toilets and showers were. She realized that she could hear any conversation coming from the men's side, and the their toilets were likely opposite the women's as the conversation seemed to be more of an echo. Elisa discovered the vent in the wall that carried the sound she out her ear up to it and listened in. "Yo, you ready?" said one guy. "Nah man, Imma take a piss first. Them white claws gotta come out one way o 'nother, and I ain't be barfin' today" said the other. Elisa noticed that the end of this clause seemed slightly louder than the beginning, indicating that it was directed closer to her. "Aight man, 'll see ya inside" the first replied. Elisa heard a door creak and some footsteps walk toward her. The vent she was at was in the southeast corner of the room if north were the direction you face when you walk in. She heard some nasal breathing near the east side of the women's room, the west side of the men's. She then heard the soft patter of the guys pee in the nearby urinal. It then coalesced into a solid tone indicative of a stream. Elisa couldnt ignore the urge to touch herself, and began to rub her damp yoga pants. Her need to pee was also slightly heightened, but not yet to the point of bursting. The stream in the urinal dragged on and Elisa kept rubbing herself through the fabric, feeling the pleasure of hearing a guy pee this close. The stream kept going and a small spurt escaped Elisa. She had trouble convincing herself not to continue the pleasurable feelings, but finally the stream tapered and Elisa calmed down. She then heard footsteps walk away and the door creak open and shut again. Ew, thought Elisa, if you're going to be that hot you should at least be hygienic about it. She inspected the squirt both visually and with her nose, and decided that she better get to the pool before she bursts and ruins her fun. Elisa removed her sneakers and socks and walked over to her locker, ready to begin her final exercise before sexual ecstasy. ____ Sorry to leave it here, I intended to stop at a slightly different point but my hands are getting cold from typing and I want to have something posted before I continue so I can get some feedback. Let me know what you think!
  3. Heyyy all! It's been a while, so I figured I'd update you with one of my more exciting adventures of recent times!! Per usual, if you just want the peeing and don't care about the build up, skip to paragraphs 3, 5, and 6! Three or four days ago, after a long shift at work, I felt the urge to blow off some steam in an...unconventional...way . As usual, I had been hydrating well throughout the day, but I knew I wanted to do something pee-related with my evening, so I didn't permit myself the customary restroom break before heading home. The urge wasn't too bad when I finally barged through my front door and chucked my keys onto the table, but I knew it would be coming sooner than later. Quickly, I darted to my room and stripped out of my outfit for the day. I, in the midst of an embarrassing amount of horniness , briefly considered making a puddle as I stood nearly naked in the middle of the floor, but after a brief moment of hesitation, my lack of will to clean up the mess won out. Instead, a different idea came over me and I shuffled through my drawers until I found my swimsuit, which I proceeded to don. There's a fitness facility near my house, complete with indoor pool that I frequent, and I thought it might be fun to take my pee there. Despite it being entirely too cold, I threw one of my running skirts over my bikini bottoms and compensated by wearing a heavy hoodie. With that, I grabbed a spare set of clothes, downed the contents of my water bottle, refilled it, and set off! When I pulled into the gym parking lot fifteen minutes later, though I wasn't yet bursting, I could feel the urgency rising. It was chilly enough to prevent anybody from hanging out in the parking lot, which worked in my favor. Conversely to everyone else, I parked as far away from the doors as I could and grinned cheesily to myself. As I enjoyed a few extra fleeting moments of warmth in my car, I chugged down my water bottle. It was agonizing. I could hear and feel the water sloshing in my stomach as I opened the door and rose to my feet. The cool air nipped at my skin and I shivered as goosebumps developed. I glanced about to ensure nobody was around. The coast was clear. It was time to warm up my legs . I still have difficulty convincing my bladder to let me wet myself in public situations, so despite my rapidly-processing kidneys and active attempt to alleviate the ever-growing pressure, it took a bit of effort. I loitered nonchalantly (Who am I kidding? It was probably the most conspicuous thing in the world) by my car and tried to open the flood gates. After several seconds that seemed to stretch into hours, the chill below was met by a spurt of warmth. The first jet of pee seeped tantalizingly into my bikini bottoms, which pressed warmly against my lady bits. With a little more coercing, the juices were finally flowing. I shook with chills as cascades of warmth overflowed my swimsuit and began finding their way down my legs. I subtly smiled to myself and began making my way, very slowly, for the gym door, a task which proved easier said than done. It never fails to be an exhilarating, but extremely peculiar sensation to walk while gushes of pee pour out of my nether regions, drench my legs, and spatter to the ground. As the pee reached my feet, it was swiftly wicked up by the fabric of my socks until one of my old, ratty shoes satisfyingly squelched with every step. As I nervously glanced around to ensure there were no witnesses, I quietly admired the trail of drops and splatters that followed me to the door. I had underestimated how badly I needed to relieve myself. I was nearly to the gym before the last few drops found their way out. My legs glistened with wetness. I checked in and made my way to the locker room, not garnering anything more than a brief glance in passing. I was amazed at how oblivious people are to everything around them. A grown 23-year-old woman just peed herself like a little girl, legs shimmering with wetness, yet nobody had a clue. A sense of accomplishment welled inside me as I rounded the corner into the locker room and found a place to stash my effects. It was weirdly empty for a weekday evening. I shrugged it off, preoccupied with the pleasure of a wet patch hugging my crotch, and drank another quarter bottle before making my way out to the pool. I plunged into the water and began swimming. I had perhaps gotten a little carried away with my fluid consumption. Within 10 minutes, the urge was making itself known again. There were a handful of people swimming, including one guy who seemed to have trouble keeping his eyes to himself (Or perhaps it was just a combination of my paranoia and an underlying desire for attention ), so I had to be discreet, but I was confident I could still get away with a little fun. I gave it another 2-3 minutes before I finally surrendered to my bladder and climbed out of the pool. I sat on one of the metal benches near the pool and prepared myself for round two. As I dripped with pool water, I soon also dripped with urine, both of which mixed on the seat and found their way to the floor. A surge of adrenaline shot through me and tangled up my innards as clear pee poured out of my bikini, unbeknown to any of the onlooking bystanders. I tried, frivolously, to contain that I was trembling with excitement. Thankfully, nobody seemed to acknowledge it. The guy shot a glance over at me as I was going at full blast. I shyly smiled and he quickly turned away. I found it difficult to finish peeing. With every "final" spurt, there seemed to be more to replenish it. Finally, I gave up and rose from my seat. The puddle I left behind was far more than feasible to pass as residual pool water dripping from a relatively small female. I dove back into the pool and swam for a few minutes until the urge struck again. In order to spread out the fun a little more, I stopped waiting for urgency. I peed on the poolside, in the pool, while jumping in, while swimming underwater--it was amazing!! At one point, I got out, faced the wall, and pulled my bikini to the side so I could admire the flow with my eyes as it saturated the floor and my butt. Finally, when I'd had enough (and the urges finally weren't practically every five minutes), I made my way back to the locker room, laughing to myself that the poor guy had no idea how many times I'd peed with him watching me. In the locker room, I noted again that it was deserted. One final devilish hoorah sprang to mind as I peeled off my wet swimsuit. I was totally alone--nobody could stop me . I had a little residual urine--not a ton, but enough. I stood there, naked, in the middle of the locker room, closed my eyes, and let it flow. I barely contained a childish giggle as pee splattered the floor beneath me and dripped down my legs one final time for the night. It wasn't enough to leave an impressive puddle, but it was plenty to provide a thrill. I quickly rinsed off in the shower, making great effort to not touch myself too much, threw on my dry clothes, and made my way home, glowing with excitement.
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