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"Oh gawd why did I drink so much? Oh I hate myself soooo much!". She waited on line in her dark blue, double strap, exposed-back dress. The queue was so long and the wait time so damn long, it was unbearable. She cursed under her breath for having such a great time and not thinking about her need to go. She clenched her hands into fists whole grabbing her dress near her groin area. Susan was in worse shape than ever and never let herself get this bursting. Today, Susan made plans to hang out with her friends. That included Shadow Cat, Black Widow, Jean Gray, Sharon Carter, and Wanda Maximov. They had been fighting mutants and criminal syndicates galore. Plus, they stopped a plot by Magneto to attack the capital of the USA. Green Goblin, Red Skull + Hydra, Ultron, and Sinister had been causing serious problems. Things got so bad that every mutant laid low or moved to Genosha runned by Magneto. The attack on the capital was the last straw by nonmutant opponents of the mutant community. Now Dr. McCoy and Profesor Xavier could say or do nothing to sway the minds of these people. They wanted to see the eradication of the mutants whom they saw as mistakes of mother nature. Even Spiderman, Avengers like Hulk and Red Hulk, Captain Marvel, X-Men, Antman, Wanda, and Fantastic Four weren't spared the ridicule by the public. But after 3 weeks laying low following the past month of criminal nonsense, it was time to come out of hiding. It was time to return to normal and live life. No more worrying or self blaming. Susan, fiancee to Mr. Fantastic, wanted to hang out with friends. She felt it was time to decompress from all the stress and worrying what others think. It was time to take a day off for vacation, hang out with hee friends. She called all of them via Skype to discuss hanging out which they all agreed. Today, a Friday, was the day and at last it came. They met at the mall for some shopping and having lunch. "How do these dresses make me look gals?" Asked Shadow Cat. Sharon and Black Widow replied "It could be tailored to your size but otherwise the design is amazing on you." Jean and Wanda thought their opinions about the dress. "A red floral pattern would suit you better than blue but that is my point of view." Jean said. Wanda didn't care what she chose as her focus was elsewhere. Wanda wanted more scarlet capes with some matching color boots. Her previous boots were worn out and couldn't be worn any further. Her response was to do what she wanted. "Nothing looks more beautiful than the clothes that make you feel beautiful. If you feel that way, it will show." Shadow Cat was so happy to have such good friends. After lunch they went to see a movie, indulging in more soda, with some popcorn or candy. They all ordered large sodas for themselves to view the movie. It was a typical female's only movie about self discovery and growth. They didn't mind some suggestive stuff as long as it didn't get pornographic, which it didn't. They enjoyed the move and headed out for taking pictures near the bay. They chatted up a storm about their personal lives and finally spoke about the stupid crime crisis, but in a manner that allowed them to blow off steam. "I'm so tired of hearing about Magento's holocaust survivor message and how mutants should rise up against nonmutants." Jean said. Susan agreed and so did the others. "That guy tries to make people like me and Sharon seem like we should be ashamed of being born. Like I killed his family in Nazi Germany? Like I killed Pedro's mother? Like I didn't suffer at the hands of evil people too? Come on! And you don't see me making myself or other mutants out to be victims." Black Widow chimed. "Yeah and it's not like my father helps in that department like that idiot Juggernaut. He's an idiotic one-man wrecking ball!" Wanda said. "I just wish we mutants didn't have to live in fear of being discriminated and taunted, or made to feel as though society hates them. I don't mean to throw identity politics and divide the masses, but I have faced a lot of issues with people who hate my guts even after I do hero work like Susan and Jean. Why the other day, someone broke into my apartment, ransacked my place and torched it. That's so unfair. And my nonmutant friend living next door is too afraid to speak with me." Shadow Cat said. Things were pretty bad and sometimes fights broke put. Why they even witnessed two families fighting for the right to picnic, and even chastising their children for playing with each other. One family was mutant while the other was without powers. These 6 women got up and intervened. "This is 2023 and still we haven't put aside out differences already. Seriously, why do we have to keep talking about this?" Susan asked. "And why can't two kids play kick ball each other? What's the harm?" Sharon retorted. Jean and Shadow Cat expressed their frustration with Black Widow and Wanda about the stupid identity politics. Jean, Susan, Sharon, Shadow Cat, Wanda, and Black Widow were all told by the parents to take the proverbial hike in the least civilized way possible and to stay out of this. The words used were so foul they all left, but not without encouraging the children to have fun and ignore the hate. Next off, they chose to go for dinner and finish the day with having fun at a night club for dancing. It wasn't seedy or shady, just a safe place for everyone to hang out. It had many rebel-minded people and those looking for a good time. Here, no one gave a hoot about nothing but fun. The realities of life and society were but a distant dimension for these partygoers. They danced away the night and enjoyed the drinks. Susan reclaimed her youthful times on college when times were simpler, and single. She maintained her fiancee position, not kissing or getting sexual with other men. She made sure to show her engagement ring to others when men or lesbians showed up. The other 5 women of their group also danced the night away, letting all the stress of life flow out from them and let loose. It was therapeutic. No more death, crime, powers, nada. There was only serenity and having a great time. But from 8 pm to about 12 midnight, the partying went on. And so did the consumption of juice and some wine. Susan drank too much and danced away the night. She forgot about her need to pee and now she had to go ever so badly. She was severely bursting to pee as the club continued to party but also begin to shut down. Closing time began to appear, and some partygoers began leaving. Sharon and Black Widow enjoyed the night but they had to get going. Shadow Cat, Jean, Wanda and Susan remained. Susan said her good-byes to her friends and new acquaintances, then made her way to the queue, which stretched out for what seemed like miles. Susan couldn't believe this and didn't understand how a like can form, and possibly take so long. Even now in 2023. (FYI: her dress looked like the one below. She also didn't wear a brazier or undergarment.)
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Girl still desperately has to pee after wetting herself 1
Bilingual guy posted a gallery image in Omorashi Doujins
From the album: [English] Random translated comics/images by Bilingual guy
This is part 2 to a longer 40 ish page comic from watakarashi about a girl doing a self-hold for her BF. Even after peeing during the initial hold, she still needs to go and barely makes it to the toilet before releasing a gusher. Not going to translate the 1st part as it's too long, but I'll link it here: https://kemono.party/fanbox/user/17721277/post/6392312- 1 comment
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- using the toilet
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Girl still desperately has to pee after wetting herself 2
Bilingual guy posted a gallery image in Omorashi Doujins
From the album: [English] Random translated comics/images by Bilingual guy
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- using the toilet
- ecstatic relief
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Girl still desperately has to pee after wetting herself 3
Bilingual guy posted a gallery image in Omorashi Doujins
From the album: [English] Random translated comics/images by Bilingual guy
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- using the toilet
- ecstatic relief
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Girl still desperately has to pee after wetting herself 4
Bilingual guy posted a gallery image in Omorashi Doujins
From the album: [English] Random translated comics/images by Bilingual guy
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- using the toilet
- ecstatic relief
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From the album: Translated pixiv comics [English]
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- hyper wetting
- one-piece swimsuit
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From the album: Translated pixiv comics [English]
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- hyper wetting
- one-piece swimsuit
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From the album: Translated pixiv comics [English]
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- hyper wetting
- one-piece swimsuit
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From the album: Translated pixiv comics [English]
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- hyper wetting
- one-piece swimsuit
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From the album: Translated pixiv comics [English]
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- hyper wetting
- one-piece swimsuit
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From the album: Translated pixiv comics [English]
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- hyper wetting
- one-piece swimsuit
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From the album: Translated pixiv comics [English]
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- hyper wetting
- one-piece swimsuit
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From the album: Translated pixiv comics [English]
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- hyper wetting
- one-piece swimsuit
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From the album: Translated pixiv comics [English]
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- hyper wetting
- one-piece swimsuit
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From the album: Translated pixiv comics [English]
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- hyper wetting
- one-piece swimsuit
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As someone living in a farmhouse with seventeen people, Lilly had little to no privacy. The outhouse even had two holes next to each other. Her housemates knew how much she resented her lack of privacy, so they let her have the only room with a lock. It allowed the shy girl enough comfort to sleep in the nude. She pulled off her clothes one night, annoyed by her two unsuccessful bathroom trips. There was only one person she's comfortable with sharing that toilet with and it was Gladys. A solitary visit is a rare privelege. A dull ache sat above her vagina as she drifted off to sleep, waking up early the next morning with a tight, urgent need to piss. Loud talking and clattering was going on underneath her on the first floor. Hopefully it wouldn't be too much trouble to slip discreetly to the outhouse. She rushed out of bed and threw a sundress over her naked body, not bothering with any undergarments. She went stiffly but hurriedly down the steps and through the middle of the house, passing through the kitchen where everyone was congregated on her way to the backdoor. "Morning, Lilly," a few of them greeted. "Morning," she replied. "Want some eggs?" Gladys asked, frying some at the stove. Lilly stopped for a second to answer. "Uhh, sure," she said, stepping side to side before walking away again. "How do you want 'em cooked?" "Scrambled!" she called as she rushed out the door. Drat, she thought. I wanted them fried. The outhouse was in sight. Her full bladder intensely complained and contracted intermittedly during the long walk over to it. She thought she could smell something foul as she approached it, but it being a toilet and all it didn't hit her right away. She swung opened the door, exposing her housemate Carly sitting on the right toilet. "Hey, Lilly!" she greeted cheerfully. "S-sorry!" she spun around and slammed rhe door, her face turning hot and pink. "Oh come on, are you still not over it?" she heard her friend call as she hurried back to the house. Her eggs were already cooling at the table for her when she walked in, having been badly burnt, "Thanks, Gladys," Lilly said begrudgingly, gingerly sitting down and crossing her legs tight. "Don't mention it," she said, sitting beside her. They ate and talked, her need to pee only increasing. At one point, Carly came in through the backdoor and said "it's all yours, dude." Despite it being unclear who she was talking to, Lilly still turned pink at the encounter and refrained from going right away, lest she make it obvious who was waiting for the toilet. Later, she was helping Gladys wash the dishes by the water pump outside. Urine threatened to squirt out of her pussy every time Lilly pushed on the lever, tortured by the sight and sound of liquid streaming out of the pipe and into the bason. Luckily, her friend's attention was diverted, so she was able to discreetly squirm on the spot, but it wasn't as much as she wanted to do. Lilly had to piss so badly her legs started trembling. Her lack of underwear made it even harder to keep retaining her bulging bladder. "Could you pump it a few more times?" Gladys asked politely. She hadn't even realized she stopped. "Oh, y-yeah..." She clenched her muscles as she resumed pumping the lever, the exertion keeping her on the verge of pissing. The post-breakfast bathroom trip was a popular one. Even after the dishes were cleaned, Lilly knew she wouldn't be the only one waiting for the toilet. She went up to her room, squeezing her vagina as soon as the door closed behind her. It was hard to think about anything other than her burning urge to urinate. She grimaced miserably as she paced around the room, holding herself freely. She put her leg over the footboard of the bed and lowered her naked crotch against the smooth wood, gyrating her hips and scooting into it. This wasn't the first time her shyness resulted in something like this, and she'd resorted to strange things to help relieve pressure. She was just lucky it was number one this time. Time went on and on and her bladder only filled. Laying curled up in the bed, one hand gripping the blanket and the other gripping herself, she attempted to gauge her desperation. It was bad. She'd consider it an emergency, but she could probably compose herself enough if she got roped into a conversation. Probably. She sat up, holding, rubbing, and tapping her bare pussy under her dress, moving her butt around. Running to the window and peeking out, she could see one of her housemates popping a squat in the woods next to the outhouse while a couple of others stood around her squirming. Apparently, someone was taking a long time. She stepped around in place as she looked out, then ducked out of sight of the window so she could hold herself again. She collapsed onto the bed into a fetal position as she resumed the waiting game. ... Constant writhing started to feel like it wasn't enough to comfort her almost unbearable urge to urinate. She was worried about having to go through the house, but at this point there was nothing she could do about it. Sitting up and rubbing circles around her peehole, she felt the hot, tiny spurt on her fingers when it came out. She winced and squeezed herself tight, clenching her muscles. The poor girl felt like she was about to explode. She leapt out of bed and ran to the window, hopping around and holding herself desperately. There appeared to only be one person waiting for the toilets and it looked like Gladys. She bolted to the door, stopping in her tracks to squeeze herself, lifting her leg and pressing her thighs together before forcing herself upright to leave the room. Every step was a throb in her bursting bladder. She didn't even want to be standing up straight. As she stepped down onto the top step, a hot spurt of urine gushed out of her for a second, streaking down her legs. A few more steps made a much harder spurt that made a spot on the front of her dress and a few big drops on the ground under her. She didn't even lock the door when she bolted back in there, running in place and holding herself as she yanked her drawer open and pulled out a pair of panties. She spurted again while she was using them to wipe streaks of urine off her thighs, then jumped into them and rushed down the stairs, leaking a couple of times on the way down and saturating the crotch a bit more. She stood crossing her legs and holding herself at the foot of the stairs, bracing herself to walk as casual as she could be past the populated living area and through the kitchen. Lilly was straining as she walked stiff as a board past three of her housemates talking around the kitchen table. "Lilly, where've you been?" asked Carly, "I haven't seen you since breakfast." "Been in my room!" she replied, rushing out the door. She stumbled down the steps as she spurted again, urine oversaturating her underwear and dripping down her thighs. Her bladder was about to explode. Hoping nobody could see, she pressed her fingers into her crotch as she desperately speed-walked to the outhouse. She looked up and forced her hands to her sides, seeing on of her housemates heading the opposite way. "Hey, Lil," she greeted. "Hey," she replied as casually as she could, feeling herself dribbling with every step. She stifled her leaking peehole with her hands as soon as they passed. Lilly's bladder was so full it hurt. The poor girl felt like she was going to pop. As she came up on the outhouse, urine started uncontrollably squirting out of her. She stopped dead in her tracks as she frantically crossed her legs and gripped her crotch, liquid spurting from between her fingers for a solid few seconds before she was able to stem it. The discomfort was agonizing. She winced and stood frozen as a statue, pee dripping through her completely soaked underwear and streaking down her legs. "Are you okay?" she heard from in front of her, startling her out of her skin, a bit of pee leaking out as it happened. It was Gladys. "Y-yes!" she said, trembling in desperation. "Oh, Lilly, I hate it when you hold it like this. Come on, there's nobody over here." She shook her wet hands at her sides and hurriedly hobbled over, bent over a bit so she didn't crush her bulging bladder. Gladys held the door open for her. Ten steps away, she started pissing, suddenly bolting to the outhouse, urine running down her legs and dripping onto the grass. As soon as she was on the other side of it, out of sight from the house, she hiked her dress up and spread her legs, her piss stream strong enough to jet through the crotch of her soggy underwear. "O-oh my god!" she moaned breathlessly. "I think someone's coming down here," Gladys said. Startled, Lily clenched her muscles to bust into the outhouse and jump onto the toilet in one frantic motion, already gushing pee again before her butt touched the seat. She pulled her soiled panties down her thighs as she sat there and exploded, liquid loudly splattering into the basin below. "Can you see I peed myself?" she whispered to Gladys, who was standing in the open doorway. "A little. They're still a ways away anyway, I'm sure you'll be finished by the time they're here." She wasn't. It seemed like her piss was going to go on forever. Her tight, bulging bladder slowly deflated as her stream went on and on. Gladys stepped away, muttering something to whoever was coming over. Carly's muffled voice said "I know how she is, but I gotta poop, dude." Lilly jumped and clenched her peehole closed as the door busted open. "Hey," she said as she dropped her jeans and sat down next to Lilly. "H-hey," she said, turning pink and looking away, hiding her wet underwear with her hands. Her friend's pee could be heard hissing and splattering. Lilly started dribbling. Gradually, it grew to a strong, gushing jet, and she was finally able to completely empty her aching bladder despite being right next to someone. Carly farted. Lilly hurriedly grabbed some toilet paper, unable to look in her friend's general direction. Her face was beet red. She emitted another fart and a watery plop was audible. Lilly yanked her underwear up and rushed out. "I'm so proud of you!" Carly jeered at her as she left.
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