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  1. With the flick of a switch, your terminal powers up. The machine comes to life with a low pitch hum that whispers in your ear. The screen flashes, bearing the familiar startup screen. A bright blue glow illuminates your dark room. “Beginning start-up process." Siren announces. "Location: Horizon, Hades VI. Current date: November 19th, 2234. Current time: 7:45am. Current external temperature: 25 degrees.” The camera fixed atop your terminal glances over you like a metal eye, whirring quietly. “Opening shutters.” Daylight begins to stream into your room as you hear the mechanical shutters opening behind you. It’s dawn, the cityscape is still dark, barely lit by the rising sun. “Please enter your passcode, user.” “Passcode: David eight one.” You speak clearly. “Passcode accepted. User: Amelie Rigton.” The voice of Siren, the virtual intelligence greets you with her robotic, yet polite voice. “Good morning, Administrator.” You yawn heavily, your eyes still heavy from lack of sleep. Your nerves had kept you awake for a good part of the night. Sleep felt impossible. You awoke earlier than you had hoped, barely dressed yourself in a pair of boxers and a vest, grabbed some coffee from the kitchen and decided it was best that you made sure everything was prepared for tonight. You take a sip from the cup, the bitter coffee perks you up mildly. “Open my files, Siren.” “What system are you wishing to access, Administrator?” You set down your morning coffee by the terminal and brush back the unkempt hair from your face. With heavy eyes you gaze into the illuminated screen. The brightness hurts your eyes. “Open file 1b1a.” The terminal beeps, acknowledging your request. “Understood, Administrator. Retrieving file 1b1a: Schematics of Mecha 3V. Pilot Name: Amelie Rigton. Sc...b...zzz…” The terminal begins to hiss, screeching static as the screen flashes a warning symbol. “Error. D-Data C-Corrupted. I am sorry, Administrator. A manual registration is necessary.” “I don’t have time for this.” You sigh wearily, shaking your head in frustration. Nothing could be done about it. “Very well.” You crack your knuckles and take a seat in front of the terminal. “Create folder. Name: 1b2a.” “Folder created. Name: 1b2a.” “Pull up the contenders list for the Horizon Clash: Amateur Division.” The computer whirs as Siren begins searching. Pages flash up on the screen, too quick for you to keep track, finally stopping on a single page full of names. “Horizon Clash: Amateur Division. Hosted by Trident Corporation. Event date: November 19th 2234. Location: New Trafford Arena, Horizon district center. Current Contender Count: 20.” “Find me my entry, Siren. Mecha name: 3V. Pilot name: Amelie Rigton. Registry number: 26732.” “Searching…” The computer beeps happily. “Entry found.” _________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ Choose your Mech In this sequence, you are required to choose the frame of 3V. The frame chosen will also decide 3Vs starting equipment, health, and armour. As you progress through the ranks of the arena, new and better equipment will become available to you, including weapons, defensive gear, and armour plating. A mech can be designed from three frames: Vanguard, Nomad, and Titan. Each mech provides their own fighting style, strengths, and weaknesses. Mech loadout slots vary depending on the frame chosen. They are Offense/Defense/Support. The loadout slots cannot be changed, with the exception of the Nomad. All frames are capable of melee, though some weaponry and defensive items will replace the gauntlets of 3V. Weight load must be considered too. Mechs with too heavy a weight load will struggle, suffering penalties to melee and movement speed. All starting loadouts are within acceptable weight limits for their respective frame. __________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ Frame: Vanguard Vanguard mechs are light framed mechs desired for their mobility and offensive customization. Their light armour means they can’t take much of a beating but they make up for their lack of defense and sustain with high mobility and an array of offensive weaponry. Vanguards use quick attacks and synergy between their weaponry to quickly take down heavier opponents. Their jump pack allows them to move through the air and along the ground quickly while their frame allows agile maneuvering. However, their light armour and reliance on shields means they are prone to EMPs and heavy attacks. In team battles, Vanguards serve as pure damage, relying on their team to keep the heat off them. Offense: Light Assault Rifle: A medium range assault cannon equipped with armour piercing rounds that is attached to the Vanguards right gauntlet. Fast firing with a two hundred round clip. Concentrated fire to a single area will shred the plate of heavily armoured mechs and stagger low armoured mechs. Offense: Longsword: A sharp, sleek longsword that replaces the Vanguards left gauntlet. A longsword is strong against little or no armour but ineffective against heavily armoured targets. Power can be diverted from a shield, charging the blade with electricity. Support: High Energy Shield: A high-strength shield that provides a shield around the Vanguards armour until depleted. Electrical strikes inflict more damage to a shield, and an EMP will take the shield offline temporarily. Support: Jump pack: A light and simple jump pack mounted to the back of the Vanguard, allowing for increased mobility and vertical movement. This support device is built into all Vanguard frames and can be upgraded. _________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ Frame: Nomad Nomad mechs are medium strength mech units, desired for their versatility and jack-of-all trades combat style. The versatility of a Nomads frame prevents them from possessing a built-in device, however their frame allows them to be outfitted with almost every piece of equipment currently available. Nomads strike a perfect balance between offense and defense. They lack the mobility of a Vanguard or the heavy engagement of a Titan but make up for it with strong versatility. Weight management is highly important with Nomads to ensure the frame can handle the equipment. In team battles, Nomads serve as a flexible fighter, being customized to suit their teams need. Offense: Light Assault Rifle: A medium range assault cannon equipped with armour piercing rounds that is attached to the Nomads right gauntlet. Fast firing with a two hundred round clip. Concentrated fire to a single area will shred the plate of heavily armoured mechs and stagger low armoured mechs. The Nomad variant Is also equipped with long distance, low penetrating rounds. Offense/Defense/support: (Choose one of the following) Offense: Heavy Burst Shotgun: A double barrel cannon equipped to the left gauntlet of the Nomad. The cannon is slow to reload and only effective at close range. Successful hits will dent and damage a mechs armour as well as stagger them. -or- Defense: Heavy Holding Shield: A strong shield mounted to the left gauntlet of the Nomad. While active, the Nomad enters a defensive stance, raising the shield and slowing movement. The shield protects from frontal attacks and can be used to bash. -or- Support: Smoke Screen: A series of containers equipped with a high-heat compound. When deployed, a smoke screen surrounds the Nomad, covering it completely. The Nomad cannot be detected by thermal visioning or locked on-to while the smoke screen is active. Defense/Support: (Choose one of the following) Defense: Electromagnetic Shield: A low energy shield mounted to the rear of the Nomad. An EMS provides minimal protection from bullets and blunt attacks. If an EMP is used, the shield will overload, protecting all systems from going offline but the shield will be unusable for a time. -or- Support: Regeneration Sequence: A virtual intelligence mounted within the cockpit of the Nomad. Upon taking critical damage, the mech powers down for 15 seconds, gaining a massive shield and restoring functionality to critically damaged systems and limbs. The Nomad is vulnerable during this sequence, and an EMP will disable the regeneration. _________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ Frame: Titan Titan mechs deploy the heaviest frames and are the mech of choice for brawlers. They’re built for long, sustained fights and can easily take a beating. Their strong, sturdy frame allows them to wield the heaviest weapons and shields. However, their thick plating does not allow a strong shield emitter, nor does their frame allow them high mobility aids. Titans use heavy defense and sturdiness to hold their ground. They are brawlers, employing crowd control to move in against their enemy and using their fists against weakened areas. They are strong enough to even remove equipment from an enemy mech. However, Titans are prone to long range attacks and armour piercing rounds that will make short work of their heavy plating. In team battles, Titans serve as support, drawing fire from the enemy while providing strong crowd control. Offense: Gunlance: A hybrid weapon consisting of a long lance and a heavy hitting rifle that replaces the Nomad’s right gauntlet. The lance allows for extreme reach and is capable of pinning a target if it hits exposed armour, but is slow to swing and struggles to penetrate medium or heavy armour. The rifle holds six heavy rounds that can penetrate up to medium plating. Up close, the rifle will dent heavy armour and stagger weaker mechs. Defense: XL EMP Gauntlet: A Titan gauntlet designed for close quarters engagement, equipped with an EMP device. When activated, the gauntlet emits an electromagnetic pulse in a radius around the mech, momentarily taking all enemy electronics offline. Once used, the EMP must recharge, entering a 13 second cooldown. Defense: Dash Boosters: Two heavy boosters mounted to the back of the Titan. When activated, the Titan performs a short dash in any direction. This device is built into all Titan frames and can be customized. Support: Trident Missile System: A heavy missile launcher carrying a payload of fifteen missiles mounted onto the shoulder of the Titan. When performing a dash or sustaining heavy/critical damage, three missiles will deploy, striking the enemy mech. After each strike the launcher will enter a 12 second cooldown.
  2. Back in January, I started an interactive about a group of mercenaries venturing to a dark island to break a curse. As much as I enjoyed, and still enjoy, writing it, I felt that story was started more as a way to prove that I could write. You know, give my own doubts the middle finger. After a few months and a rise in confidence, I felt like the time was right to tackle an idea closer to my heart. __________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ You are roused from your sleep by the sound of squeaking wheels and trotting horses. You awaken in your carriage with your face nestled against a silk cushion. I must’ve nodded off. You think as you sit up, rubbing your eyes. The last thing you remember is hoisting your luggage aboard the carriage and the loud rumble of a wooden gate. You’d fallen asleep before you were even out the town. You can see that the sun is high. It must be late morning by now; you’ve slept almost the entire journey. You stretch your arms and yawn. You look around your carriage; it’s your basic oak compartment. Easy on your eyes and easy on your purse. A small space with two sets of seats, dressed up in red cloth, a small cast iron lantern bolted to the ceiling, and a large red curtain that runs the length of the whole compartment. There is also a small space beneath your seat to store your belongings but you prefer to keep your rucksack by your feet. In your tired state, you had forgotten to close the curtains before falling asleep; sunlight shimmers in through the windows, basking the carriage in warm welcoming glow. You rub your eyes and lean over to take a glance through your carriage window. It is a beautiful summer day in the midlands, there isn’t a cloud in the sky. birds are chirping and a light breeze blows through the forest, rustling the leaves. You almost regret not walking now, it was the perfect day for it. You feel a tad parched. You lean down, going to reach for your rucksack, looking for your flask, when you spy something twinkling in the corner of your eye. It’s a small ornate hand mirror, tucked under the opposite seat. Strange, I don’t remember packing this. You think as you pick up the hand mirror, wondering just how in the realms it got into your carriage. Perhaps a noble was last to use this carriage and had forgotten it? Regardless, you decide now is a good time to sort yourself out. You want to look your best, after all. You hold the mirror up and examine yourself, meeting the weary gaze of your own reflection. _________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ What does the reflection that stares back at you look like? Your Character Name: Personality: Outfit: Hairstyle: Hair Colour: Appearance: Height: Body Type: Breast size: Extra (Anything else you wish to add about yourself): __________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ Edit: If anybody would rather use a picture than fill out the description that is fine. (Still will need a name though) ^^
  3. Disclaimer: This chapter contains messing. If that's not your thing, feel free to skip it! The very next morning, I take Mikan to the pet shop for a check-up. Somewhat remarkably, minus a few vitamin deficiencies, all of her test results all came back healthy. I also take this opportunity to mention Mikan’s potty problems to Nadeshiko. According to her, this is not entirely uncommon in anthropoids. It can even get worse when they go into "heat." Though Mikan hasn't hit that stage yet, Kotarou it seems hasn't been so lucky. She has just recently hit her phase this month and has had a few close calls as a result. "During this time of the year.. if it gets too bad, I tend to give Kotarou a bit of extra.. protection, to avoid any embarrassing incidents." Protection..? Oh. She must mean diapers. Just getting Mikan accustomed to wearing her night-time padding was a hurdle on its own, I'm not sure how well she'd react to being put in them all day. “The alternative is a medication to help smooth out their heat cycle, but these medications always carry the risk of side-affects, so I’d recommend not relying on them unless absolutely necessary.” "I see.." Nadeshiko gives me a smile as an idea seems to strike her. “You know, there's an annual fair that just opened relatively close by. This would be an excellent opportunity for Mikan and Kotarou to bond... and help keep Kotarou's mind occupied a little bit in the process.” I have no objections. A visit to the fair with two cute doggy girls sounds like a fun way to spend my weekend! Nadeshiko even lets me loan her company car for the drive there. I just rely on walking and public transit myself, so I don't have one of my own. Mikan and Kotarou are both thrilled when I tell them the news. Nadeshiko seems to take Kotarou almost every year, but this'll be Mikan's first time. "There's lots to do there! They have games, and contests you can enter in with your master! Mom and I usually do them every year." Kotarou lists all the various things to do at the fair to Mikan all the way to the car. "A-Ah.. I see! T-that sounds like fun, Kotarou!" Seeing Mikan's overwhelmed expression in response to Kotarou's excited rambling makes me chuckle. Seems like Kotarou's been looking forward to this for a while. The drive is fairly uneventful. It only takes us about 20 minutes to get to the festival and find a parking space. As we make our way to the admission gate, I dig out some money Nadeshiko gave me and pay for our admission. It's ¥1,000 for me, and ¥600 each for Mikan and Kotarou. Nadeshiko left me with quite a bit to spend. Enough that I almost felt guilty accepting it, but as usualm, Nadeshiko registered my worries and made me promise not to skimp on anything, just to "have as much fun as possible." When she sensed that wasn't enough, she said if I came back and most of it wasn't spent, she would make me work overtime my first day. So, she really left me no choice, heh. Once we're inside the fair grounds, I take Mikan off her leash and let the two roam free. The first thing we agree to do after our long drive here is get a bite to eat and drink. I mean, food is one of the main festival attractions after all! After some debate, I decide on some Takoyaki for myself. Mikan opts for a candy apple (I should probably make sure she eats something other than candy today). Last, Kotarou goes for a giant serving of Ikayaki, a type of whole grilled all for herself. For drinks, all three of us get giant cups of fresh-squeezed lemonade, of-course! Both Mikan and Kotarou's tails are wagging in excitement as they patiently wait for me to give them permission to eat. Truth be told, if I had a tail between my legs, it would also be wagging right now. Everything here smells delicious! I nearly forgo manners and dig right in, but catch myself at the last moment and offer a hasty "Itadakimasu~!" as both Mikan and Kotarou do the same and eat away. It doesn't take long before all three of us have finished our meal, and with that out of the way, we can finally make our way further into the fair. "So.. Mikan, Kotarou, what do you two want to do first?" "Uhm.. this is Mikan's first time here, so.. she's fine doing whatever Risa and Kotarou want to!" Kotarou promptly chimes in with "Games! Let's play games!" as she runs over to a nearby shooting game. Mikan and I join her, but.. Clink! The only one of us that hits anything is Kotarou. She seems to be a natural at this. Mikan's eyes light up as Kotarou offers her some of the doggy treats she won. "Here Mikan. For you!" After that, we move on to a ring toss game, and I somehow manage to win a baseball among all the prizes available. Well, it's perfect for playing fetch with later! We continue cycling through various other festival games for a while until our tummies are rumbling from the smell of festival food again. I'm only human and all this food everywhere is making me drool, so I can only imagine how this place must be for anthropoids with their sensitive noses. I swing by a couple food stalls and grab me and Mikan some Dango, while Kotarou goes straight for another grilled squid. She seems to really love that stuff. Once we have our food, I lead the two to a nearby Ferris Wheel we can relax on while eating. "So, are you two having fun?" Kotarou gives an enthusiastic nod. "I love going to festivals! Is this your first time too Risa?" "I've been to a few when I was younger. I only have faint memories of them." "This is Mikan's first time. She's having lots of fun spending time with Risa and Kotarou!" After a few minutes pass and we've all finished our food, I notice Kotarou squirming around a bit as the Ferris Wheel reaches its peak height. I realize its been a while since all of us arrived at the fair, and none of us have taken any restroom breaks since then. I guess I should ask. "Uhm, hey Kotarou.. do you need to.. use the bathroom by chance?" That's when I notice Kotarou has stopped squirming.. and her face has grown red. Mikan's ears twitch, but even I don't need her super hearing to catch this muffled noise.. Pffssssshhhhhhhhh... I blink a bit in surprise as I glance down, noticing the front of Kotarou's jeans bulging outward. She seems to promptly register our gawking and struggles to shift and hide it, but all that does is elicit a noisy squish and crinkle, confirming what the two of us already suspected. "..U-Uh.. sorry, Risa.. I.. I uhm, just went." Oh my gosh. I know Nadeshiko mentioned her having weak control, but.. well, I guess it's a good thing she is padded. I offer a smirk and shrug. "Ehehe, well, at least you have protection. Mikan her flooded her skirt in the park recently, and boy did she make a mess." Oh, whoops. I have a big mouth. I say that trying to comfort Kotarou, but don't think how that might make Mikan feel. I glance over and see her cheeks puffed out, reddened almost as much as Kotarou's. "R-Risa..!!" "Eheheh, sorry~" "...R-Risa peed herself too, you know!" "..!" And now it's my turn to burn red with embarrassment. "H-Hey, I just did that on purpose!" ... Oh come on. Of all things, why did I say that? I look over at Kotarou and see her giggling so much I'm almost concerned she may end up flooding her diaper again. "Risa pees herself on purpose, huh?" "L-look you two, I was just.. trying to make this doggy feel better!" Now even Mikan is giggling away. "Risa used to wet the bed too!" I reach over and give her a pinch on the cheeks, which just makes her laugh harder. "Listen, you two!" As we make our descent, I do notice that all this giggling has produced a squirmy Mikan as well. "Alright, let's get you to the bathroom before I end up having two wet doggy girls on my hands." After we're let off, I lead her to the nearest stall and watch with a giggle of my own as she jolts inside. "Hey Kotarou, do you need to, uhm.. you know.. change? Or do I need to.. change you? Or.." Kotarou grows red and rapidly waves her arms in dismissal. "N-No! I can't ask that of Ris.. uhm, Mom didn't pack any extras.. anyways, so.." I burst into a giggle as Kotarou stammers trying to explain herself, which only seems to add to her embarrassment. "Sorry, sorry! I don't know.. how these things usually work, is all. It's getting late and the festival will close soon anyway, so we'll probably leave after this. But uhm, I kind of do need to pee myself, so, be right back!" I catch Mikan washing her hands as I enter the restroom myself, and promptly give her a light pat on the head. "Good girl~" She gives a smile and wags her tail a bit at the praise as I enter a nearby stall and quickly jostle my panties down before hovering over the toilet seat. "Ahhh~" I let out a sigh as a golden stream pours out of me and splashes into the toilet bellow. Once I've concluded my business and washed my own hands, I lead Mikan and Kotarou towards the parking lot. As we near the car, I notice Kotarou's having to.. waddle a bit from the bulk between her legs. I smirk a bit at the sight. Much like with Mikan having accidents.. this sight is rather endearing on its own. As we start our drive home, traffic has gotten significantly worse. I guess this is what happens when you wait until the last minute to leave; now everyone's trying to drive home at the same time. Aside from the delays, everything seems fine for most of the drive. About 15 minutes in, Mikan ends up drifting off to sleep in the backseat. Kotarou, however, is wide awake and jostling around in the passenger seat next to me. I ignore it at first, until about 10 minutes later, when her arms wrap around her waist and a straining expression fills her face. If she has to pee that bad.. why doesn't she just go like before? "Hey, Kotarou? Are you oka-" BBBRRRRRRRRRRRRTTT. ..Ah! Oh, wow. That was so loud it startled me. Wait. Oh no, does.. does she need to do.. "that?" We're stuck in a traffic jam at the moment, so there's no way we can make a quick escape to a gas station or anything of the sort. I glance up at Kotarou with concern and see her cheeks burning red. "Uhm.. Kotarou, are you.. are you going to be okay until we get home?" "..I.. think so.." "We're somewhat stuck in traffic right now, otherwise I'd pull over somewhere. It looks like this may be a while, too.. so.. If you can't hold it.. I won't judge or anything. I understand it's hard for you right now." I say that, and I mean it. But much like before.. I actually find myself getting incredibly aroused by Kotarou's predicament. Jeeze.. does this.. actually turn me on, too? Traffic starts moving once again, albeit slowly. Kotarou has one hand wrapped around her stomach and one hand tightly gripping the arm rest at this point.. It goes on like this for another 5 or so minutes, with Kotarou leaning forward and letting out a few quieter involuntary farts every couple minutes. Part of me wants to tell her to just go if it's too painful, but.. Brrrrrrtttt! Pfflrttt.. "Nnnghhh...!!" "K-Kotarou..?" "R-Risa.. I'm sorry.. I can't.. anymore!" BrrrRRRRTT. Kotarou's entire body immediately tenses up as she leans forward in her seat, tail shot up in the air and both hands wrapped around her stomach as she lets out a heavy grunt. Oh my god. She's.. is she actually going to..? PFFFLRRRTTTT.. Crkl.. crklcrkl.. I can hardly believe what I'm hearing and seeing for a moment, but seconds later, I see a small tent bulging out from the seat of Kotarou's crinkly jeans. Moments after that, the doggy girl gives a firm grunt and.. Crkl.. CRRRRKLKLKLKLcrklcrkl.. Pffrrtttscclchh!! Several violent sound effects errupt out all at once as a small ball forms in Kotarou's jeans, suddenly errupting.. or exploding even, into a massive balloon that rapidly blows out beyond what I thought was even possible for a single person. All the while, Kotarou hovers there, quivering and moaning in relief. I'm so enamoured and aroused by this display, I don't notice the traffic suddenly stopping again. "..!!" I have to slam on the breaks, narrowly avoiding the car in front of us. "..A-Ahh?!" Kotarou exclaims in surprise as she's lunged forward, the sudden pressure on her gut sending another noisy eruption from her backside, before.. Squeeellccchh! Kotarou's eyes grow wide as her body is abruptly hurled back into her seat. The mountain in her jeans making an extremely audible squish as the doggy girl is forced to sit in the mountainous mess she made. "A..ah?!! O-oh..! Oh.. gross.." Kotarou protests in speech, but ends up just slouching backwards in defeat anyways. A few moments of silence pass as Kotarou works to catch her breath. "..S-Sorry Risa. You.. must think I'm disgusting." Her ears droop as she says this. "Ah? Oh, oh no, I don't! Uhm, don't worry about it. Really! Like I said, I'm not going to think of you any less for it or anything." Kotarou just looks away and looks like she's on the verge of crying. "Risa. Don't lie." "..I'm not lying, really. You're not disgusting Kotarou. This isn't going to lessen the way I see or think of you in the slightest." "Risa.. you're still lying." She's not going to believe me. I find myself more frustrated than anything, so once again I do the only, stupid thing I can think of to possibly convince her. "Sigh.. look, Kotarou, if you want proof I'm not disgusted by you or anything.." My cheeks burn red as I pull the hem of my skirt up, showing off my panties which have grown visibly wet and semi-translucent from arousal at this point. Kotarou stares at me in surprise and confusion for a moment. "Risa.. is in heat too?" I can't help but giggle as Kotarou just tilts her head. "Uhm.. no, I.. we don't go into 'heat' like you do. This is just.. uhm.." "Risa..?" She's not going to get the hint, huh? Gah, this is so embarrassing. "Kotarou. If anyone here is disgusting.. try getting turned on by all of this. Seeing you wet yourself and.. you know.. is probably one of the hottest things I've ever witnessed. I.. don't know why, but.." "...O-oh." Cue the awkward silence. "Risa.. finds me attractive?" "Oh, er. Honestly.. yes. You and Mikan both. I'm sure you find me gross and even maybe resent me for enjoying all of this, but.. if this doesn't prove I don't think any less of you, I don't know what will." Kotarou blushes as her ears perk back up a bit and the doggy girl suddenly leans over and gives me a lick on the cheek. "..A-ah?!" "..You're not gross, Risa. You're cute. You're really weird, but I like weird Risa." I give Kotarou a smile and pat her on the head as she closes her eyes and gives her tail a few wags. "Gee, thanks. Now as adorable as you are in your current predicament.. I have to be honest.. you are definitely starting to stink over there, eheh. So how about we hurry up and get home and, uhm, I let you take a nice long shower at my place?" Kotarou blushes brighter and nods enthusiastically. "Yes. Shower. Please." --- Banner artwork by たちみ. Fanbox - Pixiv
  4. This was a requested piece of fiction that turned out to be something worth posting! So here it is! Enjoy! Nikki Halls, a beautiful woman looking for a night out with the girls, was getting ready to head out. She walked up to her closet and opened the door to find something good to wear for her night out. Nikki was a wonderful looking woman. She had the curves of a model, the face of a Brazilian hottie, and the ass of a Kardashian. Her boobs were a gorgeous D, shaped so perfectly. She sometimes loved teasing the boys in public by not wearing a bra, and just letting then flop all about. She was perfect for a 22 year old girl! "Hmm... What should I wear for my night?" Nikki asked herself as she looked through her closet, trying to find something cute but revealing to wear. She pulled out a pair of black tights, and held them out in front of her to examine them. "Ooh! These are perfect! These are definitely a must!" Nikki said happily as she tossed them onto her bed. She then browsed her closet for something to wear for her beautiful curvy torso. She looked at a black leather jacket for a few moments, then pushed it aside and looked at a black shirt. She pulled it out and looked at it. It was a black, long, thin spandex shirt. This would show her curves perfectly! "This is perfect! This would go great with my pants!" she said as she smiled. She tossed the shirt on her bed, next to the tights she tossed there earlier. Then she closed her closet and walked over to her dresser. She opened her panty drawer. She pulled out a pair of black panties, and examined them. These were her favourite panties. These panties gave her so much pleasure. Not because they rubbed her off. Not because they saved her life. These were her favourite panties because she had so much fun in them. Nikki secretely loved being desperate for a poo. She always held it in whenever she could, and enjoyed having near-accidents, but somehow always managed to make it. She did have another kink of hers, however. She also enjoyed farting. Mainly desperate farts. She had always enjoyed letting out a long, wet shart right into her pants before going potty to relieve her desperation. Her panties weren't anything like a thong. They were almost like boxers. They were comfortable, and quite dirty at that. She never washed them, so any sharts or skidmarks or any cum that shot out into them remained there. "Ooh~ My favourite pair!" She said as she giggled. She took off her towel that she wore after getting out of the shower, and threw it onto the ground. She was bare naked, her beautiful body revealed. Her boobs flopped lower and bounced a little as she dropped her towel, causing her to giggle. "Hehe~ bouncy little ones, aren't ya?" She managed to say as she giggled. She then examined her favourite pair of panties. They smelled quite like a stinky fart, and had a little skidmark towards the seat of them. No cum stains could he seen since they were black, but she knew there was something there. Nikki bent over, and lifted her left leg up, and placed her left leghole of her panties where her left foot would go, then did the same for the right side. Then she pulled them up, and slid them snuggly into position. She blushed lightly as she felt a bit of dampness in the rear from the skidmark that was put there quite recently. "Hehe~ I'm already getting excited!" Nikki said ecstatically. These panties were definitely going to get stinky tonight! She walked over to her bed, and grabbed her bra that was hanging on her bedstand. She positioned it over her massive boobs, then strapped it in place. Her boobs lifted up, looking even larger as she strapped it on. She then picked up her tights, and sat down on her bed. She felt the skidmark in the rear of her panties, giggling more as she pulled her tights on. Nikki then pulled her black shirt on, and was ready for her night. Her friends said they would meet her at the new local nightclub, Midnight 9. She walked out into her kitchen, grabbed her purse, and made her way to the door. Her stomach then gurgled quietly right as she reached the door, and smirked. She had to fart. "Oohoo~ Already starting, are we?" She said as she bent forward and started pushing. A low pitched, crackly fart escaped her bum as she moaned quietly with relief. She placed her hand on her bum, and farted into her hand. The tights she's wearing would hold this stink for a bit, making her feel a little naughty. Once she finished farting, she moved her hand right below her nose and sniffed. She stiffled a giggle as she sniffed. "Well well, what a cute little fart! Something tells me tonight is gonna be fun!" She said as she opened the door and went outside. She closed the door behind her, then began making her way to her car. She opened the driver door, and sat down inside the car seat. She shut the door, and put the car key into the ignition, and twisted, turning the car on. She put it in gear, then backed out of the driveway. Her stomach gurgled again, making her feel her need to poo slightly worsen. She groaned quietly as the pain worsened, then let out a quiet fart. This made the inside of her car slightly smell of her fart. This caused her to blush. After about 35 minutes, she arrived at the club. Her need to poo got worse, making her slightly more desperate. She parked her car out in front of the club, and looked around. She didn't see her friend's cars anywhere, but shrugged it off, assuming that they parked on another street. Her stomach gurgled again, then she opened the car door, and shut it, walking up to the club's entrance. There was a club bouncer there who makes sure only people on the list get in to avoid any funny business. She approached the bouncer. He bore a name tag, with the name "Tom" on the front. "Name?" Tom asked as Nikki approached him. He had an aggressive and strong stance and look, slightly intimidating Nikki. She somehow managed to hide her desperation from showing. "Nikki. Nikki Halls." She told the menacing bouncer. He then glanced down at his clipboard for a few moment, then to Nikki and nodded as he opened the door for her. As she walked in, he glanced at her ass and smirked. "Damn, what an ass.." Tom mumbled quietly to himself. Little did he know that ass gave Nikki pleasure in her own little way. Nikki walked down a flight of stairs, and entered the main area of Midnight 9. It wasn't that big of a club, but looked very deluxe. There was a dance floor, the floor being constant flashing square lights that changed colours. The dancefloor had many beautiful ladies and handsome men dancing there, having the night of their life. Nikki looked around, and couldn't find her friends anywhere. After 10 minutes of searching, she could not find her friends anywhere. They had ditched her. She was getting very desperate for a poo, her stomach gurgling more violently this time. She walked to the bar, and took her seat on a stool. A rather handsome man sat next to her. She lifted her bum off the seat, and let out a slightly gurgly fart, but unable to be heard due to the loud music playing in the club. This fart smelled quite a bit like poo, meaning that soon, there will be no air to push out, but rather, a big mess. Nikki got the attention of the bartender, and asked her for a martini. Out of the corner of Nikki's eye, she could see the man next to her slightly blushing. "Lemme pay for that for you." He said to Nikki, then slid a couple bucks towards the bartender as she gave Nikki her drink. Nikki turned towards the mysterious man, and nodded as she thanked him. "Thank you! You're so kind!" She said to him, then took a sip from her martini. "I'm Alex! What's your name, cutie?" Alex said to Nikki as he still had a faint tint of blush plastered on his cheeks. "I'm Nikki!" she said to Alex. Nikki quite liked Alex's look. He looked very handsome. Nikki, on the other hand, had a look of desperation. She was very desperate for a poo now. She then looked down at his crotch, and noticed a bulge that was growing. Alex was getting turned on. Possibly by her desperation? "You getting excited there, big boy?" Nikki said teasingly to Alex. He had just realized himself being turned on. "Y-yeah.. It's just.. You're cute and, well.." Alex continued as he began mumbling. "What were you gonna say, Alex?" Nikki interrogated as she leaned closer, lifting her bum up a bit, and letting out a gurgly fart, causing the air around them to reek of the stink of Nikki's fart. This caused Alex to get turned on more. "Is that you making that.. Smell?" Alex inquired. "Yeah, it is. I gotta poo really badly!" Nikki said as she blushed. She squirmed a little as if to support her point. "That's quite.. Hot!" Alex said to Nikki. She then looked at him with widened eyes. "Oh you think me holding it in is hot~?" Nikki teased. Alex nodded as he got as hard as he could. His jeans showed his boner very clearly. Nikki reached down and placed her hand on the bulge, giggling as she looked at Alex, biting her lip. "You dirty boy~ Well I think I should go to the bathroom before I actually... Oogh... Have an accident." Nikki said. Her saying 'accident' suddenly made her a little wet in her nether region. Little did she know that Alex had a kink for desperation. He loved seeing a girl desperate for a potty, and also enjoyed watching a lady just let loose in her pants. "Don't you wanna tease this naughty boy some more, baby~?" Alex charismatically inquired to Nikki. "A-alright baby~" Nikki said back in quite a seductive voice. She was a little worried. She never tried messing before. She hopes she could hold out longer for Alex. She squirmed as she sat on the stool, and finished her martini. She slightly wanted to see where this night would go. Maybe it's a good thing her friends weren't here. She met this really hot guy who likes seeing her desperate. "How's about we head back to my place, baby~? I got a bathroom and a bedroom so you can get pleasure from both places~" Alex said as he gave a little seductive wink. Nikki got wetter, and wanted to have fun. "Okay, tough guy~ I'll be sure to let you have fun~" Nikki said seductively. Alex then led her up the club's stairs, and out the door. Nikki's need to poo was getting very unbearable. She would need to use the bathroom as soon as she got to Alex's home! Nikki decided to keep her car paeked where it was, and will take care of the ticket when she got home, that is if she did get a ticket. Nikki got into the passenger seat of Alex's car, and closed the door. Her stomach gurgled violently, then her bowels rumbled deeply as she groaned. Then Alex got into the driver seat, and shut the door. Nikki lifted her bum, and pushed out a very bubbly fart as Alex turned the car on. This fart lasted quite a long time, and was very relieving to get out. The car began to stink up of Nikki's relief, causing Alex to get turned on again. Then a sudden squish sound emanated from Nikki's rear as her fart abruptly stopped, then she blushed deeply. Her rear was a little wet. Nikki had just sharted in her tights. "W-what was that sound?" Alex inquired, even though he had a good guess as to what just happened in the seat of Nikki's pants. "I just sharted, baby~ I just couldn't hold it in anymore! It was a messy little fart of mine!" Nikki answered in a slightly seductive voice. She moved her butt around in the seat, causing the small amount of mush in her pants to mush around with her butt. She blushed at the feeling. "I thought so." Alex said as his pants bulged out in the front again. Alex sure was having a dream come true tonight! After 5 minutes of driving, they both arrived at Alex's house. Nikki had the car really stinked up with the smell of her accidental release. Alex enjoyed every moment in that car. Alex then opened his car door, and began walking to the front porch of his home. Nikki did the same, waiting behind Alex. She had one hand on her belly, and the other on her rear as she whined quietly, getting to the peak of desperation. "Ooogh hurry Alex! I gotta goooooo!" Nikki whined as she squirmed in place. Alex then unlocked the front door and walked in, Nikki following behind. "The bathroom is up the flight of steps, down the hall, and to the right!" Alex chimed to Nikki. As Alex walked into his living room, Nikki began making her way up the steps. After about 2 steps, Nikki's stomach and bowels gurgled as a very bubbly fart escaped her bum. She blushed as she pushed it out, then continued making her way up the stairs. Nikki arrived at the top of the steps, then began walking, or waddling slowly considering her circumstances, down the long hallway. She took arrived at the end of the hall, and looked at a door on the right side. The door had a label written on it. It read 'bathroom'. Maybe Alex had do many visitors over that he had to label the restroom. Nikki slowly waddled up to the door, and placed her hand on the door handle. She attempted to turn the knob, but it didn't move. "W-what..? Aw come on!" Nikki cried as she jiggled the door handle more with no luck. Nikki refused to believe the truth, but the door was jammed. Just as she tried one more time, her stomach gurgled violently. She groaned as she placed both hands on her belly. "Nononononono! I'm so close! I gotta make!" Nikki cried as she stared at the door. But there was no use in trying to deny it. The inevitable was going to happen, whether Nikki liked it or not. Her bowels rumbled deeply as she placed both hands on her rear, and a sudden squish emanated from her rear. "Nonooo!" Nikki whined, but there was no use in complaining. The inevitable was happening. A bubbly crackle sounded from her rear as a bulge began to form on her tights. Her hands began getting pushed further from her rear as a mound of mush grew in the seat of her pants. The crackling soon changed to a splorching and squelching sound as the mess pouring from her butt and into her pants and panties grew softer and wetter. Gushing sounds blew from her rear as the bulge began to grow to enormous proportions. The bulge just grew bigger with each bit of mush being pushed into her tights. Nikki placed one hand on her mouth as the other remained on the bulge. She blushed as she just gave up, and started pushing. A loud squelch sounded as a torrent of mush evacuated into her already soiled pants. Her tights couldn't bulge out anymore, so her growing mess spread out more across her bum, like a smelly pancake. It began working it's way up towards her back, but her tights wouldn't allow for leaks. Squish sounds were heard as her panties could hold no more, and the wet mush began pouring from her panty leg holes and into the back of her tight's legs. The rear of her tight's legs began bulging out and the mush worked it's way down her legs. Nikki pushed put the remainder of her mess, and blushed deeply. The inevitable happened to Nikki. Nikki just shit her pants. "Oh my god.. I just.. Messed myself.." Nikki mumbled quietly to herself. She needed to tell Alex tge door was locked. Otherwise she'd be stuck in the messy pants. Nikki began waddling down the hallway to the stairs, then began walking down them. About halfway down the stairs, Nikki let out a disgusting fart. The mess in her soiled pants made the fart sound very bubbly. She continued down the stairs, then turned left and entered the living room. "Well there you are, Nikki! Did you relieve yourself?" Alex asked. She nodded shyly, then looked at Alex. "What's wrong, love?" Alex inquired. Then Nikki turned around, revealing the massive, brown bulge in the seat of her black tights. "Oh my god... That's hot~" Alex said seductively. Nikki then waddled over to Alex on the couch, then pushed him down onto his back, and crawled on top of him. She took his hand, and placed it on the bulge in the back of her pants. "Then let's have some fun, hot stuff~" Nikki whispered into Alex's ear as she began roughly kissing him. They were definitely going to have plenty of fun tonight!
  5. TheMaskedVoid

    A Stinky Messing

    Hey guys! Void here! Basically, I found this masterpiece sitting in my fiction folder on my computer! It says I wrote it a year ago, so I decided to share it with the world of Omorashi! Enjoy! Anna and Jenny were in big trouble. Jenny was tied against the wall, Anna was sitting behind, her face planted in Jenny's bum. Jenny had unknowingly taken laxatives and a pill that made her farts constant. "Jenny! I can't move!" Anna said into Jenny's rear. She had enough room to move her head back against the wall behind her, her hands tied behind her back. "I... Uuurrgh... Gotta fart..." Jenny said as her stomach gurgled violently. She squirmed as her hands were tied behind her. Jenny was wearing black tights with a pair of black panties underneath and a miniskirt. "Jenny please don't!" Anna begged. But Jenny, however, was feeling quite selfish and naughty. A loud, bubbly BRAAAAAAPPT was heard as Jenny released a loud, smelly fart into Anna's face. Anna squirmed in place as she coughed, smelling Jenny's putrid fart. "oh god, jenny! Why would you?" Anna said to Jenny. "I... Had to... " Jenny responded. Jenny's stomach gurgled again. Jenny pushed her bum into Anna's face, and released a loud, disgusting fart right into Anna's face. A sudden FLAAAAAAAARRRP was heard as a bubbly fart escaped her bum and into Anna's face and nose. "MMMMMPPPH!!" Anna screamed as Jenny released her stink into Anna's nostrils. She pushed out the remainder of her fart, but didn't pull her bum away from Anna's face. Anna had her nose and face dug into Jenny's stinky bum. One more fart and things could get messy. Anna groaned as a loud gurgle resonated in her bowels. She needed to go. Badly. She squirmed and pulled her bum from Anna's face to let her breath. "oh god.. I don't think I can... Hold it... Uuuurgggh!!" a sudden loud fart interupted her sentence, and Anna squealed as a stinky amount of air flew into her face. The bubbly sounds of farts was replaced by a yelp from Jenny, and a sudden squelching sound. The seat of Jenny's tights began expanding. She was messing herself. She squirmed as she continued to mess herself. Anna watched in horror as her friend uncontrollable shit her pants. It stank really bad. "I-I'm... Ugh! I'm pooping my pants! Oh, i'm so sorry Anna!" Jenny exclaimed she she excreted into her pants. A bubbly fart emanated from her rear as even more mess piled into the seat of her tights. The bulge continued to grow. So much so, that the messy bulge began to touch Anna's nose. It began molding around her nose as Jenny continued releasing. A sudden BRUULLP was heard as it tormented from her bum. The bulge had wrapped completely around Anna's bulge, her nostrils covered with messed tights. She let out a silent squeal as the smell entered her nose. Jenny then finished going potty in her pants. Anna lifted her bum up, and began soiling herself as well. A faint crackle was heard as Anna released into her tight jeans. When she finished, she sat back down, squishing the load in her pants. Jenny then pushed her bum right into Anna's face, causing the bulge to squish all around Anna's face. "W-whoops... Eheh... I think I may have had a little accident..."
  6. I told my new girlfriend about my wetting fetish not long after we started dating. She was totally open to it and since then we've had a number of adventures. On the other hand, I've never told anyone in real life about my messing fetish, and it just took me a long time to get up the courage to do it, even though something told me she would be fine with it. Well, once very difficult (for me) conversation later, she is once again totally open to it. I told her I probably would mostly want to be the one doing it, I'm not sure how much I'd be into seeing her do it. She said she'd be open to playing however I want, including at some point letting me fuck her with a load in my pants. I'm... floored. But she's really the best and loves me for who I am, so go figure! I've said it before and I'll say it again: be open with your partners about your fetish. Not everyone will accept it! But the ones worth keeping will.
  7. cheese142

    ABDL Emma messing

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  8. Hermione lay in her bed and she desperately needed to pee but she was sleeping and in her mind she needed her to stop thinking of peeing because she would have an accident. But it failed her mind did go back to thinking of peeing, her dream was when she was in her first year she probably had the most humiliating thing happen to her and it was that she pees herself while getting sorted into Gryffindor by the sorting hat. She woke up and her bed was soaked she got out of the bed and used her spell to hide the fact that she wet the bed and went to the bathroom to clean herself. Her pjs pants was wet she had a large dot in the middle and it was her first time peeing in her pjs at Hogwarts, it wasn’t really but she would not count year 2’s bed wetting because of reasons. She used her spell again to get her stain to disappear from her pants and luckily she wore no panties under that. She used wingardium leviosa to bring her red panties and Gryffindor robes to her. She got out of the toilets to find Ginny awake with no pjs even on her luckily the other girls were sleeping because Hermione didn’t think the girls wanted to see Ginny completely naked. She whispered to her that she wet the bed and Ginny said so too and they went to find Harry and Ron they were awake with all the other Gryffindor boys and walked to the Great Hall. When arriving she and the others choose where to set and Hermione was next to Ginny. She drank a large orange juice and that already made her desperate for a wee but tried not to let go and she couldn’t just let it go under the table. Dumbledore spoke about the welcoming of year 3, new year 1’s and teachers. He talked about dementors or something like that because all Hermione was trying to do was to hold her pee in and watched all the new year 1’s getting sorted in their houses and she remembered her embarrassing accident she had then. Hagrid was a teacher now and she looked forward for that to happen. She had Divination first and then Hagrid so she hopped that she could hold it all the way and go after Divination. Professor Trelawney was talking about this cups that can see things, she never like Divination at all as Trelawney sounded boring and not enjoyable like other subjects. She put her hand up to signal Professor meaning for her lavatory needs. Professor saw Hermione and said “yes.” Hermione said “Professor can I please go to the toilet?” And Professor said “No, you may not go!” Hermione look so awestruck as it was the first female teacher to ever say no to a 14 year old girl who desperately needs to pee and within a few minutes she couldn’t hold it any longer. All the students must now work in pairs to do the work, Hermione is with Harry and Ron. Hermione keeps sticking her hand under the desk to grab her croch and then it exploded she started peeing herself her violent stream started as it kept going and then when it finished Hermione started crying. Harry and Ron did not like Professor Trelawney because of what had happened to their friend. Now it was time for Hagrid even know she was still recovering from before. To be continued...
  9. Porting this over from WE I recalled this one memory from when I was about six, right around the time I was in kindergarten (school began in August or September and my birthday is in early February), at SJV. Now, here was how the school was laid out. The kindergarten had its own seperate building, though we did share a recess and playground with the 1st grade side. The elementary and middle school parts shared a building. This occurred in December, very close to Christmas. As our school was closed for the holidays, we had a little gift giving thing a day or two before, Secret Santa style, except on the day we did this, we would be identified by name and who we got, then we'd exchanged gifts, hug, and then go back to our seats. A few names before me, I felt my stomach acting up. It was then I realized that I hadn't pooped since about the time I woke up, which, and still is more often than not, unless I decide to sleep in, which was about six or so. I had pooped, my mom changed me, gamed until it was time for school, breakfast, etc. This occurred near the end of the day, which was about, for my PM Kindergarten class, about 3PM, same as the other grades got out, so my bowels had plenty of time to turn my breakfast, plus the quesdilla with cheese (From Taco Bell), into dumpable poop. By the time my name came up, my need to poop was fairly high. I grabbed the gift I had gotten my best friend (Who I haven't seen in a few years, but let's call him Joey. I gave him the gift, and he gave me mine (a Nutcracker figure.) and as we hugged, I guess the pressure from the hug exacerbated my need, and I began pooping my diaper. Smiling as relief filled me as much as poop filled my diaper, I thanked Joey, and then went on my way, waddling a smidgen as I was still pooping. Holding the nutcracker, I sat back in my plastic chair with a muffled squoosh
  10. View File ABDL Emma messing Found this vid on a YouTube Account named ABDL Emma. I am going to share it here in case it gets deleted forever. First time uploading something to the site, thanks! Submitter cheese142 Submitted 11/02/2018 Category Diapers and ageplay  
  11. diokno44x

    female A Messy Christmas Party

    I recalled this one memory from when I was about six, right around the time I was in kindergarten (school began in August or September and my birthday is in early February), at SJV. Now, here was how the school was laid out. The kindergarten had its own seperate building, though we did share a recess and playground with the 1st grade side. The elementary and middle school parts shared a building. This occurred in December, very close to Christmas. As our school was closed for the holidays, we had a little gift giving thing a day or two before, Secret Santa style, except on the day we did this, we would be identified by name and who we got, then we'd exchanged gifts, hug, and then go back to our seats. A few names before me, I felt my stomach acting up. It was then I realized that I hadn't pooped since about the time I woke up, which, and still is more often than not, unless I decide to sleep in, which was about six or so. I had pooped, my mom changed me, gamed until it was time for school, breakfast, etc. This occurred near the end of the day, which was about, for my PM Kindergarten class, about 3PM, same as the other grades got out, so my bowels had plenty of time to turn my breakfast, plus the quesdilla with cheese (From Taco Bell), into dumpable poop. By the time my name came up, my need to poop was fairly high. I grabbed the gift I had gotten my best friend (Who I haven't seen in a few years, but let's call him Joey. I gave him the gift, and he gave me mine (a Nutcracker figure.) and as we hugged, I guess the pressure from the hug exacerbated my need, and I began pooping my diaper. Smiling as relief filled me as much as poop filled my diaper, I thanked Joey, and then went on my way, waddling a smidgen as I was still pooping. Holding the nutcracker, I sat back in my plastic chair with a muffled squoosh
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