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  1. A/N: A recent commission It has been a long afternoon, and the four competitors in the very popular contest are glad that it is over. Dawn is, of course, overjoyed to have won the day, even though she went up against some very stiff competition, including her own mother. Everyone wanted a seat in the Contest Hall, to be able to watch veterans Johanna and Fantina, the latter quite beloved in the city as a gym leader as well, take on two younger trainers who are both making names for themselves in the contest world. Jasmine is also known for being a gym leader, in the Johto region, but she visits Sinnoh to compete in contests whenever she has the chance, and has gained a lot of popularity as a result. Dawn, as the current Sinnoh champion as the daughter of Johanna, would be popular either way, but she is good at what she does, and so, she has gained traction as a coordinator just because of her own merits. With all four of them going up against one another, there is no doubt that this was a huge event, one that no one wanted to miss, and now that it is over, everyone who attended agrees that it was well worth it. Dawn managed to captivate the audience and the judges, but Jasmine, Johanna, and Fantina gave her a run for her money, making it pretty close, and difficult to decide. But in the end, she was able to prevail, and now she is on cloud nine. The four of them are just getting ready to head back out, getting changed into their street clothes. Though, in the case of Fantina, that involves a large ball gown that is every bit as loud and luxurious as the costume that she chose to wear to better match with her Duskull during the contest. The four of them have been at this for a while, so each of them feels an urge to pee, one that could easily be ignored during the contest, but now makes itself known, and needs to be taken care of, just as soon as they leave the dressing room. What they do not realize is that there is a little prankster in the building today, a child of one of the judges who finds contests to be terribly boring. He has pretty much no interest in this, and wishes that he did not have to get dragged along so often, when there are no babysitters willing to take him on, likely because of how much he enjoys playing pranks. It is finally time for him to head home, but just before he goes, he wants to play one more little prank. He saw the four women go into the dressing room, and so, before he is called away to follow along, he grabs a broom from a nearby closet, and jams it into the door handle, so that there will be no way for the women to push the door open from the inside. He does not know how they are going to get out, and regrets that he can’t stick around to find out, but he is still glad to be able to go home, after a rather boring day. Jasmine is the one to get finished first, and she heads to the door, ready to push it open, only to be met with resistance. She pushes a bit harder, and still, there is nothing. No matter how much of her weight she puts behind it, she can’t get the door to budge very far, certainly not far enough to get out. “Is something wrong?” Dawn asks, noticing how she is struggling. “I just can’t get the door to open. It’s like there’s something stuck out there, keeping us from getting out,” she explains. “Maybe you’re just not pushing hard enough,” Dawn tries, sure that there is nothing really in the way. However, as soon as she tries it, she realizes that Jasmine is exactly right. “You see?” Jasmine asks. “I tried, but it just won’t let me out.” “Well, maybe with both of us pushing,” Dawn offers. The two of the do try this, but of course, it does not do much for the cause. “You two need a little help?” Johanna asks. “Do you have any idea what’s blocking us?” “No clue,” her daughter sighs. The three of them try, putting all of their weight behind it, and still, nothing. Fantina is quick to come over to join, now dressed as well, but even with all four of them pushing, the door barely moves, just enough for them to see that there is something jammed there, offering resistance that does not allow them to exit. They can’t even make enough space for one of them to reach a hand through and try and remove the metal bar that is in the way. “What are we going to do?” Jasmine groans. “There’s no other way out of here.” “I think the only thing we can do is try and get someone’s attention,” Johanna replies. “We’re going to need someone on the outside to let us out, or else we’re going to be stuck in here.” The contest hall was crowded before, but the guests don’t come back in this area, and the judges usually head out as soon as the closing ceremonies are over. The women took their time getting dressed, so it is unlikely that a lot of people are going to pass by this way anymore, something that each of them realizes, dread setting in. However, none of them mention this out loud, hoping that positive thinking might help, and not wanting to admit to what has each of them so worried. Because, of course, they all need to pee, and though things were just fine before, now that there is no guarantee of when they will be able to go to the bathroom, it becomes a lot more worrisome, wondering when that chance will finally come. It is impossible not to get nervous over something like that, with all four of them hoping that they others do not begin to figure out their growing needs, each one oblivious to the fact that it is a universal feeling right now. After managing such an impressive win over her own mother, the last thing that Dawn wants is for her mom to think that she is a childish girl who can’t even wait to go to the bathroom. Though she is also concerned about how she would look in front of Fantina and Jasmine, her mom is the main problem here, simply because she wants to look grown up. Today was supposed to be a big day for her in that regard, and it still can be, just as long as she is able to keep this under control. But Dawn is not sure how long she is going to be able to manage that, if her bladder continues to throb, and if they are going to be stuck for a while. Whatever is going on with the door would surely attract attention from the outside, so she hopes that someone will let them out soon, but there is no guarantee of that, especially not if all the judges and the tech crew have already gone home for the day. She has no idea who would have gone so far as to trap them in here, or what reason they would have, but she does know that it spells disaster for her already aching bladder. While Dawn worries about the way she might look in front of her mother, Johanna is dealing with her own, similar problem. After all, she is one of the adults in the situation, and the last thing that she wants to do is appear weak in front of her own daughter. She could not be more proud of Dawn, for showing off just how far she has come, but it is hard to think about that when all she can really think about is how badly she wants to get the hell out of this dressing room. Rather than wanting to celebrate Dawn’s victory, she just wishes that Dawn were not here right now, that no one else were here, so that she could cope with her steadily growing desperation all on her own. It hurts to try and keep holding it, and she wishes that she had been able to get dressed a little bit faster. Then, she would have been out and on her way to the bathroom before they were trapped, and she could have let the others out if they were still in here when that happened. Like Dawn, she does not know why this is happening, but she doubts it is anymore than a little prank. Something else would have happened by now, if anyone had any intentions with the four contest stars. That little prank has turned into a pain in the ass for her, though, and she is not sure just how long she can last like this. Fantina begins pacing back and forth, unable to help herself. She is quickly growing agitated, with the way her bladder demands her attention, and she would give just about anything to have an easy way out of this situation. With the door stuck like it is, she can’t just go to the bathroom like she would have normally, and with three other ladies in here with her, it is not as if she can do something outrageous, like peeing in a trashcan. Not that an elegant contest star like Fantina would ever consider that, but… Well, it might be easier to get up the nerve to do something like that if there would not be any witnesses. That is completely out of the question right now, though, so she just has to do her best and endure. It can’t be the worst situation she has ever been in. She can recall contests where she definitely had to go throughout most of them, getting ready in such a rush, with such an elaborate costume, that she had no chance to take a break beforehand. If she just does her best to endure, then she is sure that she can handle it, because she has always handled it before. Eventually, someone is going to have to come by and save them, and then they will be just fine. That is what Fantina is thinking, and that is what Jasmine keeps telling herself, all while she struggles to remain still. She does not want to tip the other three off to the fact that she has to go, but it is starting to get pretty bad, and she does not know how much longer she is going to be able to keep things under control, not at this rate. If she does not do something to relieve it soon, it is going to be impossible to hold it. The only thing worse than the others figuring that she has to go is to not be able to make it. She knows that they would all think she was so pathetic and weak for that, even if they would never say it out loud. They are all such important people, and though Jasmine was not intimidated by them before, she is now, simply because she does not want to wet herself in front of them. She should not even be allowing herself to think along such lines, but what else can she do? It will not leave her mind when it is this bad, and it is only getting worse by the moment, as she is forced to keep waiting it out. Eventually, she is going to lose control, whether she wants to or not. Unless someone actually comes to save the three of them, there will be no hope of her making it out of this with her dignity, and that thought is nearly enough to make her panic. She is just barely able to keep calm. With all four of them trying to keep their cool, and none of them willing to admit to the problems at hand, there is not really much they can do but wait, and listen close to the door for any signs of footsteps. They could keep knocking, but it is more likely that would go on for a while without getting any result, and it would tire any one of them out to try and keep it up for too long. It is better to just listen carefully, as it would be hard to silence footsteps on the hard floor along the hallway. If there is even anyone left in the building at all. That is the worst line of thinking, but each of them keeps returning to that. They never thought that it would be a problem to take a long time to change, because the idea of getting trapped in their dressing room was just impossible. It does not lock from the outside, and even if it did, there would be no one who wanted to lock them in, or at least, that it what they thought up until now. Clearly, there is someone who wants them trapped in here, but again, it seems more like a prank that was meant to be harmless than anything else. Surely, something would have happened by now if there were any ill intentions. Secretly, Dawn sort of wishes that were the case. At least then that would mean someone was here, that there was a chance of her getting to a bathroom. She is not sure what she would actually do in that sort of situation, but she does know that she would just be relieved to not be alone. Well, either way, that is not the case, and she and the other three are just stuck here indefinitely, while her need continues to get worse and worse. It is getting hard to even hold still, as she squirms in place, wondering just how long she can manage like this. Her bladder feels like it is getting more full by the second, and she is not going to last forever, or even that much longer, if things continue on at this rate. She has no idea that she is not the only one suffering like this, but even if she knew, it would not do her all that much good. Right now, the only thing that is going to do any good for her, or any of them, is just the chance to go to the bathroom. They all are approaching that point where hiding it is going to be impossible, and then they do not know what they are going to do. None of them have much of a clue, but Johanna is starting to realize that she is not going to be able to look strong in front of her daughter forever. She has to pee worse than she has in a long time, and though she is sure she can keep holding it for a little while yet, that does not mean that she is going to be able to last forever. Trying to hide it is all well and good, but eventually, she is not going to be able to try that anymore, and it is going to become obvious to the other two. As she rubs her thighs together, she wonders just how much longer she can keep this up, or if she should just bring it up already, and see what happens. It is really starting to hurt, and she can’t hold still for very long. Right now, her movements, are still at least a little bit subtle, but she is sure that, if she keeps fidgeting like this, it is going to become obvious to everyone else that she is battling against her bladder. Once she starts really squirming, then there will be nothing else that she can do, no way that she can keep them from figuring out that she has to pee. More and more, she thinks that she should bring it up, as casually as possible, in the hopes that that will be less embarrassing, and that she is not actually all that alone in this. Whatever the case, she is not alone, whether she knows that or not, and Jasmine is beginning to get frantic, really starting to worry about herself, and if she can hold it. She is aching from how badly she wants to pee right now, and would give anything for the door to just open for her. Unfortunately, things are just not going to work out that easily, and she turns to face in the other direction, hoping that this will keep the others from figuring out just how desperate she is quickly becoming. It is now difficult for her to control her facial expression, after all, and the various looks of discomfort that cross her face would certainly be dead giveaways of the fact that she is battling against her bursting bladder right now. She wiggles her legs, trying to move as subtly as she can manage, trying to ease up the pressure without giving away what she is going through right now. Too much more, and there is no chance of it being subtle, but she knows that she will not be able to control herself, the worse it gets. It is either due what her body demands, or wet herself in front of a room of contest stars. Those contest stars are all just as bad off as she is, though, and Fantina is terrified that she is not going to make it out of this dry. After forcing herself to wait for too long, she knows that she is going to reach her limits eventually. She is by no means invincible, especially not in such a basic need. She is going to have to face the music sooner or later, but still, she continues to fight on. How long will it be before she is finally able to relieve herself? Is she going to have to just admit to what is going on, in order to avoid worse humiliation? As much as she does not want to have to do something like that, she also knows that it is better not to be shy about such things, when she is in a situation where she has no control over the outcome. Besides, it is not as if she is locked in here with anyone who would be judgmental over such a basic need, and if she were, she would know that their opinions were not worth worrying about, all things considered. Fantina is pretty sure that just being honest is the best course of action, because at least then she is not trying to hide it while she tries to hold it. If she has to do things that might seem a bit embarrassing to have to hold it in, she would prefer them already know that she is growing desperate, and already expect her to do such things, while she fights the battle against her bursting bladder. And no matter how embarrassing those things may be, Fantina decides to be sure of the fact that none of these ladies are going to mock her for something like that, or think less of her just because she has the same needs that anyone would in her situation. “I do hope we can escape quickly,” she speaks up. “After all, being stuck in here so long, after such a lengthy contest…well, I must say, it’s made me realize how badly I need a trip to the bathroom!” She keeps her tone light and airy as she says it, completely casual, so that the others do not pick up on just how bad it is becoming for her, but she at least has it out in the air, so that it is not haunting her anymore. To her surprise, the other three ladies all have expressions of relief on their faces as soon as she has admitted to her growing desperation. Jasmine blushes and nods, while Dawn smiles at her. Johanna is the first to say, “Actually, I know exactly how you feel. I was really looking forward to going to the bathroom after all that, so I do hope we’re able to do that soon.” “Me too,” Dawn agrees, and Jasmine echoes her sentiment. So, it turns out that all three of them need to pee right now. That does offer some small comfort, as does finally having the need out in the air. At last they do not have to be quite as embarrassed about needing to go, and doing what they have to in order to hold it, even if it still is a little bit embarrassing, and more than a little uncomfortable. Time still is not going to pass anymore quickly, as they all worry about getting released from their temporary prison. Things are still going slowly, and there is still no sign of life outside of this room, so no matter how much of a relief the shared situation may be, it is not enough to make things feel that much better for very long at all. They are still all very impatient about this, desperate to get out of here before it becomes more than they can handle. Dawn is the first one to really give into more obvious signs, deciding that she does not have anything to hide if everyone already knows, especially if they might all end up having to do the same things soon as well. She begins squirming pretty openly, shifting her weight from foot to foot as she tries to fight off the way that her bladder keeps aching for relief. Meanwhile, Johanna keeps stealing glances at her, wondering why she finds it so hard to look away. After all, this is her daughter, and she knows that it must be embarrassing enough for her, without her mother staring at her in concern, basically calling more attention to the fact. The only problem is the fact that Johanna does not exactly feel concern. Well, she does, but that is far from the only thing that she feels right now, and as she keeps sneaking looks at Dawn, she is alarmed to realize what it is starting to feel like. No, there is no way that there is any part of her that is actually enjoying seeing this. This is her daughter, and her daughter is in pain, just like she is right now. They both have to pee, and they are both suffering for that, so there is no room for enjoyment in a situation like that. She has no idea where such an idea would even come from, if she is being entirely honest with herself, so with that in mind, it should be all too easy for her to completely banish from her mind. It should be, and yet, she finds her mind returning to that sort of thinking, over and over again, every time she happens to sneak another glance at her squirming, desperate daughter. It seems to be getting a lot worse for her, and Johanna feels bad for her, but feels even worse for how she keeps reacting to that. Her own desperation is increasing as well, but it is hard for her to focus on that when she keeps wondering just why she feels the way she does right now, as if she is getting turned on by the sight of Dawn needing to pee. It is not just Dawn, either, but things are the most intense where she is concerned. If she notices any signs from Jasmine or Fantina, that excites her as well, but she would not be nearly as worried about that, if Dawn were not also here, also part of the group that she is feeling this way about. She has to wonder why she keeps coming back to this, no matter how she tries to forget it. What she does not realize is she is not the only one struggling with such strange feelings. Dawn herself is not sure why she keeps getting random surges of arousal, when she is mostly miserable, mostly bursting and trying to keep it in. But whenever she notices her mother shift a bit, or even simply thinks about the fact that she is not the only one who has to go right now, it becomes difficult for her to turn that feeling off, even when she reminds herself that she is thinking this sort of thing about her own mother. Just what is wrong with her? Why would she ever think anything like this? It definitely can’t be normal, especially given the circumstances, even if she takes out the fact that it is her mother. Even if she were to redirect the feelings to Jasmine or Fantina, that would not make it normal, not by a long shot, and that is without bringing in the fact that she is also desperate right now, that she is still feeling this way even while she is also desperate. Does she have some weird sort of fetish that she never realized before now? If so, why is it coming up now of all times, when she is sure it is not appropriate at all to be thinking this way? Why is it coming up now, when her mother is right there, and her feelings surge up because of that fact? Dawn can’t come up with any explanation for that, so the best she can do is try to push it out of her mind, trying her best to forget it all, hoping that she can banish it forever. At worst, she wants to have to face these thoughts later, and at best, never again, but it seems like she is not even going to get her worst case scenario. It seems that, no matter what she does, there is nothing that she can do to completely banish the thoughts, nothing she can do to make herself forget how strange it all feels, watching the others squirms, especially Johanna, who is starting to show more signs. Though she has done a good job keeping it to herself up until now, it is starting to get bad enough that she keeps squeezing her thighs together or jiggling her legs, and every time she moves, it steals Dawn’s focus, and makes her feel that strange feeling again, while she tries so hard to push it away. There is no way that she could actually be turned on by the sight of her mother desperate to pee! That sort of thing is just…it’s just not possible, and no matter what, she is going to banish it. While those two deal with their own strange problems, the other two are not doing much better, at least in terms of trying to hold back their needs. Jasmine is getting very frantic, worried that she could spring a leak at any moment, and worried that there is no chance of her getting out of here before she completely soaks herself, in front of everyone. She is glad that she is not the only one who needs to pee, because that makes her need less embarrassing, but that will not really spare her the humiliation of an accident, should that end up being what happens to her. She hates that she has to resort to something like this already, but she has no choice but to press a hand to the front of her dress, pressing into her lap so that she can hold herself, trying to make it a little bit easier, in any way that she can. It is really getting to be too much, and she is terrified that she might lose control soon, so no matter what, she has to fight against that. Whatever it takes, Jasmine is determined to try and keep it in until they are set free from this room. Surely someone must be able to come and save them soon, she just has to keep believing that. “Maybe the cleaning staff is still here!” she exclaims, as soon as the idea comes to her. There is no doubt that the judges would all have gone home by now, but the custodians might still be here, since it has only been an hour or so since they realized they were trapped, and it takes longer than that to clean the building. “Oh, such a good point!” Fantina agrees. “Perhaps we won’t be trapped here too much longer after all. They’ll have to come down this hallway.” “And when they do, we’ll here them!” Dawn agrees. The four of them are certainly a lot happier to hear something like this. Though they still do not know how long this is going to take, but they have that hope that there might be a chance that they get out of this without too much trouble. It can’t be too much longer before someone comes down this way, so if they can just hold it until then, then everything is going to turn out alright after all. All there is left to do is keep waiting, though. There is little comfort to be found in that, once their mini celebration settles down, and the four of them fall silent again, remembering that they still have to wait this out, that they have to keep trying to hold it, for however long this may take, even though the need has already gotten so bad for each and every one of them. With all the time that has already passed, it seems like this might never come to an end for them, but they just have to stay positive, and believe that there is an end in sight. Things are getting down to the wire now, and it all depends on a chance that someone might still come by. Things do not get much better for these ladies as they keep waiting. It feels like an eternity is passing them by, while they continue to fight with all they have, squirming, dancing, holding themselves, doing whatever they can in order to make this a little bit easier on themselves, until someone is able to let them out of her. Fantina deeply regrets her choice in clothing right now, because she is not really able to hold herself, not with how big her dress is, and how far the skirt flairs out on all sides. The best that she can do is cross her legs and squirm about, but there is only so much that will do for her, making it even harder for her to fight against the urge that is getting more and more out of control. At this point, she feels like she has never had to go so badly in all her life, and each time she thinks about that fact, her anxiety for this situation just grows, as she wonders how long she is actually going to be able to keep waiting like this. There is a chance she might not make it, because there is still no sign of freedom for her, and she has no idea what she is going to do if that happens to her. The other three are not faring much better, even if they are in situations where it is easier to hold themselves. All three of them are doing that by now, even Johanna, with hands between their legs as they squirm about, unable to hold still for even a moment. No matter what, they are not going to be able to hold still, because going still will surely mean losing control. And at the same time that all of this is going on, neither Dawn nor Johanna have been able to shake their strange feelings, and the more frantic the other becomes, the worse those feelings become, and they do not make it any easier to focus on their desperation, that is for sure. Things are getting worse all the time, but still they try to remain hopeful, and still they keep quiet and stand close to the door, listening as carefully as they can to see if they hear anyone passing by, or anyone coming close. They also hope that, whatever it is that is holding them in this room is pretty visible and obvious from the outside, so that anyone might notice there is something there that should not be, and step in to try and help with the situation. It hurts to have to go this badly, and they all want relief, just not if it involves wetting themselves. Unfortunately, that choice is not really up to them, and when it comes down to it, there is nothing any of them can do when it finally becomes too much to deal with. Because she is not doing anything to help herself out, Fantina is the first of the four of them to lose control. It is not that obvious what is happening to her, at least not at first. She is aware of it, but her dress conceals the way she begins soaking through her panties all at once from the others, even as her knees buckle and she stops squirming about, going completely still in her panic. Soon enough, they notice that she is not really squirming anymore, and then, they hear the splattering of liquid on the floor, and it does not take long to put two and two together, and realize that one of them has just lost the battle. No one says anything about it, not wanting to embarrass Fantina, so they just pretend as if they do not notice it happening at all. Besides, witnessing that is only making holding harder for the remaining three, as they continue to fight it, hands between their legs, never still for even a second, all of them desperate to not end up like Fantina, but of course, there is another to soon falter. In fact, there are two, and Dawn notices her mom losing control the same time Johanna notices her daughter losing control, and they stay at each other all throughout, not able to bring themselves to look away, but also not thinking anything of how the other stares at them. Dawn’s short skirt shows off the way that it runs down her legs, while Johanna’s pants soon have a visible stain on them, and while both are humiliated, both are also unbelievably turned on to see the other do this, and still have no idea how they are supposed to cope with that sort of feeling, or what it could mean. Jasmine is the last one in, which feels like a lot of pressure, and only adds to her panic. That is probably why it is only a few moments later that she lets out a soft yelp, tightening her hold on herself, only to get her hands soaked as a result, as her panties, soak through and as she makes a mess of her dress, and of the floor beneath her. Her bursting bladder empties completely, giving her no chance to try and put a stop to this, no chance to get it back under control, as the fourth puddle in the room continues to grow and grow beneath her. Not one of them was able to hold it to the end, and one child’s harmless prank has brought on a lot of humiliation for the four contest stars. To add insult to injury, it is only a few minutes after Jasmine’s loss of control, not even that long after Fantina’s, that a custodian happens by, immediately noticing the way the door is jammed up, so that the four of them can be let out, so obviously wet and with such a mess left behind that it is all too obvious what has happened in here. Not a one of them says a word as they file out, headed for the bathroom to at least try and get a little bit cleaned up, before they have to change back into their costumes and head home like that. - If you're interested in my writing updates, please join my discord server! https://discord.gg/xUrPXDH I stream here, and the chat is locked when there isn't a stream going on, so for the most part, it's only posts that are updates from me
  2. Dawn needs to pee. Thanks to Kamamau for the art

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    dawn 2

    After waiting so long Dawn finally got to the bathroom, but the sight of only locked doors was too much for her to handle
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    dawn 1

    After a particularly long route Dawn is on the brink of a disaster, but even with damp panties she won't let need be noticed
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    Dawn

    Dawn peeing. Thanks to Metaring for the art

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  6. A/N: Magic bladder fuckery in this commission Dawn definitely did not have to pee when she and the champion left for the Distortion World, or at least she is pretty sure that she didn’t, but it’s not like that sort of thing was at the forefront of her mind then. Now, she can’t be too sure, but she is pretty certain that she did not feel even the slightest urge, and certainly not anything so urgent that it would distract her like this. If she had to pee this badly when the two of them were ready to leave, to come after the Team Galactic boss, then she definitely would have noticed then. But now she has to pee so badly that she has to pause for a moment, trying to keep herself from leaking, and it comes on completely out of nowhere. She has much more important things to worry about than the state of her bladder right now, but as things are, she is not sure if she can worry about them, if she can focus on anything other than wetting herself, and that leaves her completely humiliated, not wanting the champion herself to see her struggling like this. But then Dawn looks up to see that Cynthia is frozen in place as well, a panicked expression on her face, her thighs tightly squeezed together as she bites her lip hard, and Dawn realizes that she must not be alone in this. That makes it a little more strange, but there is not much else she can do about the situation, and just when she is wondering how she and Cynthia are going to deal with this, the urge is suddenly gone, and she feels like she did moments ago. She feels perfectly fine, as if she does not have to pee at all, and she definitely does not know what to make of that. But Cynthia starts moving like normal, not acknowledging what they have both clearly gone through, and so Dawn decides not to mention it either. Right now, they just need to focus on finding Cyrus somewhere in this strange world, so hard to navigate, so difficult to understand. A sudden urge to pee is probably not the strangest thing that either of them will encounter today, but Dawn still wishes that she could wrap her head around why it came on out of nowhere, and went away just as suddenly. As long as it does not come back, then she has nothing to worry about, or at least, that is what she tells herself, just seconds before she finds herself doubled over, yelping as she shoves a hand between her legs reflexively, unable to resist all of these responses, even though it gains Cynthia’s attention right away. But then, Cynthia’s knees buckle and she lets out a strangled whimper as well, and this time, there is no way that they can pretend this did not happen. Dawn feels a slight leak, dribbling into her panties, but then it stops, just like that, and she is able to get it under control, just as the urge fades away. They both remain still for a moment, as if waiting for it to come back, as if moving even a little bit might be enough to do them both in, but the coast seems to be clear, and their bladders seem to be empty. Finally, they both straighten up, and Cynthia clears her throat. “That certainly is…strange,” she says. “What did that feel like for you, Dawn?” She blushes, wishing that Cynthia had not asked her first, and had instead described her own experiences. It is embarrassing either way, but she feels like it might have been slightly less embarrassing if she did not have to be the one to say it first. Either way, she forces herself to reply, saying, “Well, I just felt like…like I really had to pee out of nowhere, and then it went away.” “It was the same for me. Now I feel completely normal, like my bladder is empty,” Cynthia agrees, looking off to the side as she says it. Despite trying to keep a mature and confident appearance up in front of the younger trainer, it is obvious enough that she finds this to be pretty embarrassing as well. “I suppose there’s something going on here that messes with our senses like that…well, I never would have expected that, but it seems like the only possible explanation.” “It’s happened twice, hasn’t it?” Dawn asks, and Cynthia nods. “Well, I really hope it doesn’t happen again, because…because I didn’t like it.” She finishes her sentence rather lamely, but that is because she realizes, in the middle of it, that she really does not want to admit to Cynthia that she leaked a little bit. And even though her bladder feels empty again, even though every other trace of that strong urge is gone, the dampness of her panties remains, so there is still that evidence of her leak. Which tells her that, if it gets bad enough, she could fully wet herself from something like that, and would have to walk around soaked, even though she never actually had to pee to begin with. The fact that it has already happened twice makes her think that it is almost definitely going to happen again, and she is not sure what she will do about that, only knowing that she has to be as careful as possible, so that it does not result in her actually peeing herself with Cynthia a few feet away, while on a very important mission. “I hope so too,” Cynthia agrees, but like Dawn, she does not look like she is convinced that things will actually turn out like that. Both of them know that they need to be on guard against that, as well as everything else, as they resume searching, a little bit more on edge now. Cynthia does not tell Dawn how close she was to wetting herself. She decides to keep that little bit of information to herself for now, because she does not want to do anything to discourage the young trainer that she is helping, and also because she is a little embarrassed to admit that something like that could even happen to her. Normally, she has such good control over herself, and even knowing that this is due to the strange world they are in, and nothing that she could ever control for herself, it still makes her feel rather pathetic to be pushed to such a desperate point, nearly wetting herself even though she is the adult in the situation. Though she hopes that neither of them are pushed over the edge like that, she especially does not want it to happen to only her. That is not to say that she wants Dawn to wet herself, but she also really would not want to be the only one to do it, to have the younger girl keep control while she is not able to. Even if they are both effected differently by the strange shifts in their bladders, even if she gets hit harder than Dawn, she knows that she would never be able to let herself forget that Dawn did not wet herself when she did. So Cynthia keeps her mouth shut about how damp her panties are, and tries to encourage Dawn as best as she can, as the two of them press onward. All of this is just too strange to deal with, and she had always thought that she was ready to handle anything. She is a researcher, after all, but this is something completely outside of her experiences, and even with all of her advanced knowledge, there was no way to prepare for all of this. If she could have just stayed home and avoided all of this, she probably would have, but she is far too responsible to avoid this sort of thing, and she certainly never would have sent Dawn all on her own to deal with it either. So here she is, stuck in this strange world, and on top of all of that, her panties are wet and her bladder feels empty again, but she has a feeling it will not be long before she feels so desperate to pee that she can barely contain the contents of her bladder, as the situation repeats itself all over again. None of this makes any sense, especially because she can’t understand how it can be real. The sensations being imagined would be one thing. Feeling suddenly desperate to pee when they do not actually have to, and then the need fading away again, would make a little bit of sense to her. It is the fact that her bladder is empty now, that she knows it is empty, and was empty before she leaked, but then, when the desperation hits, there is actually something inside of her. That is what gets her, what trips her up over all of this. It does not make sense for urine to suddenly appear, straining her bladder, and then disappear just as suddenly, with the exception of what lingers in her panties. As she is thinking about it, trying to understand it, she is it by another urge, this one night quite so intense that she has to stop in her tracks to try and keep it in, but she can tell that Dawn stumbles a bit, taken by surprise by this. Neither of them are going to be in very good shape if this continues, because this is going to start to mess with them both. Cynthia already feels like she is losing her mind, trying to make sense of it all, and when the need fades away again, she wants to tear her hair out in frustration. On top of all of that, it feels like they are not making any real progress in their search, but there is no real way to tell, no markers to let them know how far they have come, nothing to indicate when or where the search should come to an end. They could wander on like this forever, with this strange and confusing bladder torture, and never come close to locating Cyrus. For now, she just needs to focus on that, she decides. It will probably not be long before she feels like she has to pee again, and depending on how intense the urge is, it could be enough to completely distract her from the objective for a little while, stopping her all over again. Whenever she is able to focus, she needs to, because she knows by now that there is nothing she will be able to do about stopping the waves of desperation. She can’t exactly stop something when she has no idea what causes it to begin with. Too many people are counting on them right now, and beyond that, Dawn is counting on her, to keep a level head and continue leading, to be the adult in the situation, to keep her head held high. The younger trainer is probably just as stressed, if not more so, by all of these weird circumstances, and if Cynthia lets it show that all of this is starting to get to her, then that will do her young companion no good. But it’s a lot easier to start thinking positive during one of the periods when her bladder is empty. However, when the next sudden urge hits and Cynthia finds a hand between her legs, moving reflexively to hold back against such a powerful urge, it becomes a lot harder to keep up that positive thinking. She has never had to pee this badly in her life, of that she is nearly certain, and she blinks back tears, trying to keep herself from losing control this time. All she has to do is wait for the urge to wear off again, and then it will feel like nothing happened. It feels like it takes a lot longer this time, and she is left wondering if she is actually going to be able to withstand it. She feels like she could leak again at any moment, and clamps down as much as she can to avoid something like that happening, fighting with all of her might so that her panties do not get any more damp than they already are. At the same time, Dawn is absolutely panicked, tears pricking at the corners of her eyes as she stares at the ground, not wanting to look up, not wanting Cynthia to see that she is on the verge of tears right now. The last thing she wants is to give away how desperate this round has made her, trying hard to keep her tears from falling, and even harder to keep overfull bladder from spilling over, wondering just how long this can last, or if this will really be the time that it becomes too much for her. But then it is over and gone, and she feels completely normal again, like nothing ever happened. The sudden relief is so immense that it almost feels like she did lose control, but, no, her bladder is just empty again for no reason that makes any logical sense. Dawn does not really care about that as much, just as long as she is not still bursting, and just as long as they can continue on, as she prays there is no further incident. Of course, she knows that it is unrealistic to hope for something like that, when it is likely that this is going to continue for the entire time that they are in here, no matter how much they may try to guard against it. There is nothing that can prevent these things from happening, especially when neither of them are even able to understand how they happen to begin with. As things are, the only thing that can be done is try to hold back every single time, and Dawn knows that her resolve might begin to weaken, and beyond that, there is the possibility that she get hit by a burst of desperation so intense that it is not even possible for her to stop it before it spills over. The way things are, they have no chance of preventing it, not if it suddenly becomes more than either of them can take. Dawn knows this just as well as Cynthia, and both privately hope that, if they are brought down, then they are not brought down alone, but mostly, they both just hope that they are not brought down at all, because they would rather things just become easier to deal with. All they want is to hurry up and find Cyrus, but everything is so difficult and so confusing, and even when they are not distracted by their bladders, the search feels nearly impossible for either of them to be able to pull off. When another wave of desperation hits, Dawn is relieved that this one is not so bad as the previous one, but that does not really count for much right now, because she is still so stressed out over not being able to control when this happens, and worrying about how intense it could be, that she can’t help being overwhelmed by anything, feeling close to tears even from this slight nagging at her bladder. Dawn just wants all of this to be over, to not have to pee at all, and she wishes that there were any way to make it stop. At this point, she would be willing to squat down right here and now and empty her bladder, if it would mean that this feeling would stop, but seeing how random it all is, she is fairly certain that would not amount to much, and she would just end up doing something so depraved and risky for nothing, right there in the open, where Cynthia could judge her for it. Now, if Cynthia were to suggest something like that, then Dawn would willingly give it a try, just to see what would happen, but if Cynthia is able to handle herself just fine, then Dawn should be able to handle herself as well, rather than behaving like such a pathetic and desperate child, not even able to hold her own bladder. The fact that the circumstances are beyond her control do nothing to make her feel better about that. The slight nagging need to pee lasts for a while, perhaps a bit longer than the sudden bursts of extreme need, but it never gets any worse, staying consistently at the same level as the two of them keep going. Dawn’s anxiety is still high from this, as she worries it could spike at any moment, but for the entire time that they are left to deal with this, they both feel the same level of slight need, until it is suddenly gone. It disappears so quickly, and was so minor to begin with, that Dawn almost does not notice that it went away. Even not needing to pee at all comes as no comfort for her now, because she is so on edge about it all that there is no real way for her to relax. Why did this have to happen, on top of everything else? There was a lot that Dawn was prepared to handle, and was even expecting the unexpected, but somehow, she never thought that she would have to deal with something like this, something that can break down her resolve so easily. She just wants to go home, where she will not have weird spikes in desperation, and where she can go to the bathroom even if she did. After braving so much on her journey, this feels like the worst, most difficult thing that she has ever had to face, with no foreseeable way out of it, nothing that she can do to make it better. Cynthia can tell that things are starting to really get to Dawn, and she feels bad for the younger trainer. She feels bad for herself too, of course, and she is getting so stressed by all of this that she can hardly keep focus on anything else, but she knows that it has to be harder on Dawn. The girl is so young and has been through so much on her journey so far, and it is crazy that she even got roped into any of this to begin with. For Cynthia, it makes sense, because as the champion, she should want to protect her home region. Dawn is just a beginner trainer, or at least she was, at the start of it all, and no matter how much of a prodigy she is, all of this must be a lot for her to deal with. And Cynthia knows for a fact that even a seasoned trainer like herself could never prepare for this type of stress, could never be ready for something that messes with her mind, and especially her body, to this degree. It would have been better for both of them if she had done this alone. The two of them are still able to put some level of focus into what they need to do while searching for Cyrus, and for Giratina, but ultimately, the sudden surges of desperation, varying degrees of need that vanish just like that, make it all that much more difficult, and make it take that much longer, as they are both forced to stop short at times, trying not to lose control. A few more times, Cynthia finds herself leaking, and she knows that her panties are so wet now that she must have started to leak through her pants a little bit now, but she is not going to check that, not in front of Dawn. Looking down does not reveal much, as the fabric is dark and the world around them is dark, so she can only hope that either means she has a very small wet spot, or nothing at all, and that her black pants will mostly conceal that. Either way, she still does not admit to leaking so much, and wonders if Dawn has been having leaks as well. Dressing in a skirt would help hide that, at least to a certain degree. But then Cynthia realizes that thinking about the state of Dawn’s potentially wet underwear is not helping the mild wave of desperation that just came over her, not that she thinks they can really change all that much. This one fades pretty quickly, but she is still on edge once she is “normal” again, the stress becoming more than she can bear, until she is not sure how she is supposed to keep enduring this with her head held high. Which is when a much more intense urge hits her- an urge so intense that she can’t guard against it, and her resolve is already so weak, that there is really nothing she can do to prevent it from happening. Just like that, she is full on peeing. Not just leaking, not struggling to hold back, but completely out of control, as her newly filled bladder begins to empty all on its own, the sudden gush of liquid pouring out of her and soaking through her panties before she can even register what is happening to her. She is left groaning, and it is only when she hears a choked sob from Dawn that she realizes her companion is in the same situation. Dawn is hit by that same sudden urge, so overcome with it that she is helpless to fight against it. She is suddenly wetting herself, her panties soaked through, as it begins running down her legs, splattering to the ground beneath her, and she is so lost in her humiliation that she almost forgets that Cynthia is there watching her, but then, just when she thinks that this can’t possibly get any worse, she remembers it. She looks up, tears streaking down her face, but she sees Cynthia looking back at her, nearly doubled over, knees buckled, a puddle forming at her feet. It is hard to tell, with how dark her pants are, but Dawn can make out where they have darkened in places, showing that she has completely wet herself too. They were both caught up in this hopeless situation, both caught in the final urge that was too much for their weakened states. Even as both streams start to slow to a stop, neither move, neither say anything, and just continue to stare at each other in silence, neither sure what to say, let alone what to do now that they have both lost it like this. Their bladders are empty now, but this time, that feeling of emptiness is a feeling relief, bladders still cramping from the brief moments that they were forced to contain so much. This time, it did not just go away on its own, and this time, it was all over from the start. At least they both had to endure it together, but and at least one is not soaked while the other remains dry, but that only offers a small comfort in such an overall terrible situation. “We have to keep going,” Cynthia finally says, after a moment of silence. As much as she hates to say it, and as much as she would prefer being able to forget this and head home to get cleaned up, that has never been an option, not for her and not for Dawn. And Dawn knows that, nodding and wiping away her tears, and neither of them discuss it any further. They can’t be far now, not after all the searching that they have done, but it certainly will feel strange, to confront Cyrus in this condition. However, there is not much else that can be done about it. Both are expecting a bit of an epic showdown with Cyrus, and both are fairly certain that their own wet clothes will make them look a lot less intimidating than they plan to, but somehow, neither of them think to consider the fact that they might not be the only ones effected by this. The fact that Cyrus has been in here for longer, and that the same rules that apply to them should apply to him does not register, and so, the two are more than prepared to find him staring them down, perhaps even mocking them a bit for the state that they are in, though in that deadpan way that he does everything, completely humorless. They are not expecting to find him fidgeting, at the same time that a fresh wave of desperation comes over the two of them, his pants already visibly wet, even despite how dark they are. The unpleasant realization that they are not immune to the sudden shifts in the states of their bladders now that they have wet themselves once is put off by how surprising it is to find him like this, looking so visibly uncomfortable, like he has been suffering the exact same agony that they have. From the looks of it, that is exactly what has happened, and though Cynthia and Dawn both know they do not look intimidating at this stage, they can at least say that neither of them are nearly as intimidated by Cyrus now, not when he is in the exact same boat. He looks up at them, a tired look in his eyes, which is probably the closest thing to emotion that Dawn has ever really seen from him. It is strange, to see him looking so worn out, like he can hardly be bothered right now, like he is starting to lose his convictions, simply from a little bit of abnormal bladder torture. And the worst part about all of that is that Dawn can definitely relate to him with all of that, considering how many times she considered turning back and going home, giving up on all of this just to leave this world, where she could not be sure of her own bladder. And right after she wet herself, she really wanted to quit, and even now that her legs are trembling as more desperation comes over her, she wishes that she could just forget all about this, rather than go through all of that all over again. But that is not an option for anyone here, and Cyrus does not comment on how wet they are, and they extend him the same courtesy. Instead, he wants to battle, which is predictable, exactly what Dawn came down here to do. He even prefers to make his stand against her instead of Cynthia, and it is not because he worries about Cynthia’s strength. By now, he knows just how strong Dawn is, and he simply wants to test himself against her now. Dawn would feel a lot more proud about that, if she were not so distracted right now. As things are, her need is increasing swiftly, and she has to pee so badly that it is hard to even focus on the battle, and the only thing making this even is the fact that Cyrus is just as distracted as she is, shuffling his legs, making it very clear that his own need is increasing, that he will not be able to tolerate this for much longer either. She is sure that Cynthia feels much the same way, that all three of them are completely caught up in this, but she can only pray for it to end soon, so that she can put an end to this battle. She just wants the need to fade away, but then an idea occurs to her. Since she is already soaking wet, since they are all aware of the circumstances, and since the humiliation did not kill her the first time around, what is the point of letting the sudden desperation control her? Rather than waiting for it to go away, she always has the option of making it go away on her own, by way of emptying her bladder whenever it gets to be too much. Before she can change her mind, she does it, and right there in the middle of her battle against Cyrus, Dawn lets go, and starts to fully wet herself all over again, resoaking her already soaked panties. It is obvious what she is doing, and she knows that it catches the attention of Cyrus, but at this point, she does not even care about that, not really. It flusters her a little bit, to know that he is watching the puddle growing at her feet, but now that she has relieved herself, she will at least have until the next burst of desperation hits her to keep her mind clear, to focus on what is most important right now. But then, as she looks at him, she sees him closer his eyes, a look of relaxation crossing his otherwise stiff features, and to her surprise, she soon finds that there is a puddle growing at his feet as well. Cyrus, after seeing what she was doing, decided that was the best course of action, and swiftly followed suit, so that he would not be undone in the battle at hand. “Well, I guess we are all wet already,” she hears Cynthia saying, and does not have to look at her to know that she has noticed what the two of them have done, and that she is doing the exact same thing, willingly wetting herself just to be done with it, just to not have that nagging sensation in her bladder for a little while. Now that that is out of the way, Dawn is able to fully focus on fighting Cyrus. It is going to be a while before she can get home and get cleaned up, she is certain, but as long as she is wet, she might as well just let go whenever she needs to, as she is in this for the long haul. - If you're interested in my writing updates, please join my discord server! https://discord.gg/xUrPXDH I stream here, and the chat is locked when there isn't a stream going on, so for the most part, it's only posts that are updates from me
  7. A/N: (This was originally posted to ao3 as the sleepover, but I'm 99% sure I've had a fic with that title here before, so new title time.) Look this is self-indulgent for so many reasons, but basically I just wanted to write all the girls peeing, and needed an excuse to get them in the same place. For all the girls besides Kris, I have multi-chaptered high school AUs planned where each of them enters into a relationship with an older man under sketchy circumstances, and in a half-asleep state, I kept trying to think about who was with Petrel, only to remember no one was. So I was like, fuck it. Put Kris in. I probably won't do the full fic for her or anything, but I wanted her here. Actually, this is an AU of that AU because none of the girls are friends or know each other well in that AU. It doesn't make sense. I just wanted them to all pee and talk about older men, okay? There's about 1k of them just talking about the older dudes they like, so. that's a thing. Probably useless, I don't care, this fic was a gift to myself (For reference, Moon likes Nanu, I just haven't outlined her fic and don't know how they meet yet, that's why she keeps it vague) “That line is way too long,” Hilda groans. “We would be waiting forever.” “It would be faster to just go back home,” Leaf agrees, “instead of just waiting around in that. Do you guys want to just head back?” It is her and her twin brother’s birthday today, and while her father has taken Red and his friends out, her mother took her and her friends out. Each of the twins was allowed to have the party of their choice, but when it came down to them having a sleepover, her parents decided to split the parties, with their grandparents offering their house for Red and the handful of boys he would have with him, while Leaf’s nine guests will come back to her house. After a big dinner, they all wanted to visit the bathroom before going home, but there is a bit of a line, and with ten of them needing to wait in it, it definitely seems like the better idea to wait until they get home. Lyra, Kris, May, Dawn, Hilda, Rosa, Serena, Moon, and Gloria all agree with that, and soon enough, they have loaded up, with some getting in Leaf’s mother’s van, and the others riding with Moon’s mother, who came along just because they knew they would need the extra car space to fit all of the girls. It isn’t a very long trip for any of them, but on the drive, Leaf begins to get ideas, about how she can make her birthday sleepover a little more interesting. When they get back home, she’ll have to see if the other girls are up for it before any of them go to the bathroom. Her mother is likely to go straight to bed, since she spent a lot of the dinner complaining about how exhausting the birthday planning has been for the twins, so as long as they are quiet, they will be able to get up to whatever they want to. Once they are back home, she says, “Hey, guys, let’s go to my room real quick.” “You girls try to keep it down if you stay up late, alright?” her mother says, and the girls agree, before following Leaf to her room, curious about what she is going to say, and why she thought it was so important to ask them all to come to her room right away, when they had all agreed at the restaurant to come straight home to pee. Needless to say, they are all surprised when Leaf suggests that they don’t go right away, and instead make a game out of it. “We’ll all drink the same amount at certain times, and whoever is the last one standing wins, and gets to actually go to the bathroom.” “Wait, but doesn’t that mean everyone who loses has to wet themselves?” asks Kris, with wide eyes. “Sure sounds that way to me,” Rosa says, but there is a mischievous glint in her eyes, as if she already thinks that she would be the one to win, and that she really, really wants to try this out. “Look, I’ve already totally thought this through. My mom is gonna be out once she goes to bed, the laundry room is on the other side of the house, and we can all just wait to change into our pajamas, so she’ll never find out,” Leaf explains. “Yeah, but that still doesn’t change what we would be doing ,” Kris replies. “Are you afraid you’re gonna lose?” May teases, and Kris scowls. “No, of course not! I just thought it seemed kind of…” “Kind of hopeless, since I’m going to kick all your asses,” Hilda finishes with a smirk, and with those fighting words dealt out, there is no more question of whether or not they will do this. “It’s going to be fun!” Lyra insists, seeming incredibly excited. “Alright, so the rules are, nobody is allowed to go to the bathroom, and we all have to drink at the same time,” Leaf explains, mostly repeating what she has already said. “If you fully pee yourself, you’re out, so you don’t have to drink anymore, but you have to stay in your wet clothes until the end. First one out has to do all the laundry, and the winner...hm…” “Did you not think of a prize for the winner?” asks Dawn, shaking her head. “I’ve been making it up as I go along!” Leaf protests. “How about...in addition to bragging rights, the winner gets one free favor out of each of the losers, redeemable any time?” Gloria suggests. “Like, you could copy homework, borrow any of their clothes, get them to do a chore for you, anything like.” “So, nine redeemable coupons, basically?” asks Serena. “Exactly!” she says. “How does that sound, Leaf?” “I think that’s a pretty good prize! So, I’ll go get some drinks from the kitchen, and you all be good in here! Remember, nobody leaves the room!” “Then I’m coming with you,” Lyra says. “I’ll make sure you’re not cheating!” Together, the two of them creep to the kitchen, getting the boxes of sodas that Leaf’s parents had bought for the party tonight. With ten girls, it will not be long before it’s all gone, but if their contest goes on much longer than that, then they can all get glasses of water. Returning to the room, Leaf passes out cans and says, “After we finish them, I’ll set a timer on my phone, and in thirty minutes, we have to drink again.” Already, there is quite a bit of pressure on all of their bladders. With free refills and a long dinner, they have already had a lot to drink, and already really need to pee. It will only be a matter of time before one of them loses, it is just a matter of who will be the first one to soak themselves. With the prize being a rather appealing one, nobody wants to be the one to lose. Once the sodas are done with, Moon asks, “So, what are we going to do to kill the time until the next round?” “We could just do normal sleepover stuff,” Serena replies. “You know, boy gossip or whatever?” “What, no naked pillow fights?” Hilda teases. “This is just so you can talk about that handsome professor, isn’t it?” “Says the girl who actually has a boyfriend!” she retorts, earning some laughter from some of the other girls. Of course, that laughter is immediately cut short, as they all collectively realize that it is not helpful to the situation. “I don’t even have any boys to talk about,” Moon mumbles, “so I’m not going to be able to contribute anything exciting.” “Really? Nobody? Are you sure you’re not holding out on us?” Lyra teases her, and Moon blushes, but says nothing. If she has some secret crush, none of them are going to be able to get it out of her tonight. “Leave her alone,” Dawn says. “Rather than teasing her, why don’t you tell us more about how dreamy Mr. Wataru is.” Upon hearing the name of her long-term substitute, Lyra immediately turns red and stammers, “Th-that’s not fair!” “You wanted to hear about Moon’s love life, and you’ve definitely gone on about him plenty of times before, so what’s the problem?” “What was it you said his first name was? Lance?” asks Rosa. “Stop it!” Lyra protests, but it isn’t long before a chant of Lance-and-Lyra has broken out. “That’s not funny! He’s a really nice guy and a great teacher, so...there!” “Aw, don’t tease her too much,” Leaf finally intervenes, though she had been one of the chanters just seconds before. “She’s all red.” “Then you tell us about that creepy guy from the diner,” Rosa says, quickly turning the tables on her. “What creepy guy?” she asks, feigning innocence. “Come on, you talk about him all the time! The same creepy guy you go talk to every week!” “Giovanni isn’t like that! He just likes talking to me is all,” she mumbles. “He wears a suit just to go out, and the guys who’re with him are definitely shady,” Hilda replies. “Creepy or not, he’s definitely not on the right side of the law.” “Well, neither is your boyfriend, considering he’s going out with you.” For a moment, no one has anything to say to that. Though they all seem to share the same taste for guys that are too old to them- even if Moon won’t admit to it- Hilda is the only one to have actually gotten anywhere with it. After hitting it off with an older man at a business party her parents held at her house, she has been seeing him in secret, a scandal that her friends are endlessly interested in. “Honestly, I’m surprised you came to my kiddy party, when you could have just told your mom you were coming and then snuck off to have a romantic night with Grimsley.” “You say that like I’m not planning on using Rosa as an excuse to do that tomorrow.” “Aw, what? You mean we aren’t actually hanging out?” Rosa asks, pretending to be shocked before dissolving into giggles. Suddenly, she stops laughing, pressing her thighs together and biting her lip. “Are you about to be our first loser?” asks May, staring at her intently. “No, I’m not! I stopped it before I could leak. But, seriously, let’s lay off the jokes?” she suggests, with a nervous smile. Before anyone can try and make her laugh again, she changes the subject by saying, “What about you, May? Anyone special in your life?” “Oh, I don’t know about that,” she mumbles. “I mean, my dad would kill me if I started dating, or maybe just whoever I was dating. And we’ve finally started getting close again, and that’s just been great…” “Aw, come on, nobody wants to hear you talk about your dad , we want juicy details!” Rosa interrupts, not noticing the way that May is blushing. “Alright, let me find someone else to pick on...Gloria! Bet you’re glad Marnie isn’t close with Leaf, right? Or else she would be here and one of us would end up letting it slip that you’re madly in love with her big brother!” “Nooo!” Gloria wails, covering her face with her hands. “You guys promised to never tell her about that!” “She probably wouldn’t think it was a big deal,” says Kris, but Gloria shakes her head. “She’d think it was pathetic! I mean, he’s in a band and so cool and everything, and I’m just some lame kid .” “I seriously doubt she thinks her brother is the pinnacle of cool. She would probably just think you have bad taste.” “Interesting to hear you talk about having bad taste,” Lyra speaks up, having finally recovered from the shame of being called on her daily Lance-and-Lyra fantasies. “I mean, I’ve been to the supermarket with you.” “What’s that supposed to mean?” Kris asks, already defensive. “Ooh, did you actually get to see Petrel for yourself?” asks Serena. “Is he as sleazy looking as he sounds?” “Even sleazier!” she cries, while Kris tries her best to protest this. “I don’t know, Serena, your guy kinda sounds like a sleaze too.” Serena will hear nothing of the sort, quickly launching into the same story that they have all heard a million times by now. She is the oldest in the group, and taking some college level courses on a nearby campus, and that is where she met Professor Sycamore, who is the most handsome and charming man she has ever met, and who insists on talking to her like an equal and letting her call him by her first name, since they met in the library and he is not one of her actual teachers. “Someone else tell a different story!” Moon pipes up. “This one is getting old!” “Well, I got to practice early yesterday, and Brycen let me help him run his lines again,” Rosa tries. She is in community theatre, and has had a crush on a frequent leading man for a while now. Her friends have seen the plays they’re both in, and have all unanimously agreed that Brycen isn’t that cute, but Rosa adamantly disagrees. “That’s not new either. Dawn, you haven’t said anything. Are you still trying to get with that guy at the bookstore?” asks Leaf. She feels a sort of kinship with Dawn, as both of them have begun spending their afternoons at specific shops in town when they have nowhere else to go after school, and both have taken an interest in an older man in the process. But, while Giovanni started talking to Leaf first, Dawn has been trying to get Cyrus to open up to her for a while. She says there’s just something about him that makes her want to get to know him better, and she has been fairly persistent ever since. That being said, Leaf honestly just wants something to distract her from the throbbing of her bladder. Dawn sighs and says, “He talks to me a little more than he used to, but you can tell he just thinks I’m some kid.” “Maybe because you are?” teases Hilda, which gets everyone on her case about Grimsley again. As the girls lose themselves in idle conversation about boys, the time slowly ticks on, with each of them wondering who will be the first to lose, and hoping that the others soon give into their bladders, because none of them are certain that they will make it for very long. Of the ten of them, though, Gloria perhaps has it the worst. She finds herself losing focus in the conversation more and more, keeping her thighs pressed tight together, and even when someone brings up Piers again, she is barely able to keep up with the conversation, much less defend her crush from the relentless teasing. All she can think about is how she has never had to pee this badly in her life, and she does not make it any easier on herself by thinking about dinner, trying to count just how many refills she had, wondering if she may have had more to drink than the other girls. She is filled with dread when the timer on Leaf’s phone goes off, signaling that it has only been thirty minutes, and that it is time for each girl to drink another can of soda. They will be nearly out after this round, because her mother only bought two twelve packs for the party, so they will switch to glasses of water until they are down to their final four, or less. Gloria can’t imagine drinking another can of soda, but Leaf is soon handing her hers, and the girls all open them at the same time, ready to start chugging. She takes a hesitant sip, her knees knocking together as she feels her bladder twinge in protest, even though she knows it will be a while before this liquid actually manages to join the rest that she is holding. It still feels like a suicide mission to drink the rest, but the others are already taking long swigs, and if they notice that she isn’t drinking, then they are going to call her out on it, and start teasing her about it. Tipping her head back, she starts drinking as fast as she can, hoping that if she just gets it over with, that it will somehow be more bearable. Instead, she finds her free hand snapping between her legs almost immediately, moving on reflex to grab herself, reaching under the skirt of her pink dress, holding herself over top of her pale green panties. Her friends all notice this immediately, turning their attention to her. Gloria has to put her drink down, whimpering, as she feels a hot spurt of pee escape, soaking into her panties. All eyes are on her, as they wait for their first loser to be declared, and she tries to fight it off, but another leak soon escapes, and then another, and she knows that she is only delaying the inevitable, and that there is no way that she is going to win this, or even come in ninth place. Finally, the torrent begins, and once it has started there is nothing she can do to stop it. She tries pressing her hand harder against herself, but that just means that her hand gets wet as she soaks through her panties, until she drops it in defeat, the gush of pee, streaming down her legs and puddling on the floor, the sound of it unbearably loud in the otherwise silent room. Her cheeks burn as she hangs her head in shame, glad that she had at least not put any effort into trying to think of what favors she would ask of each girl if she won. It’s better that she did not get her hopes up, because she never stood a chance from the start, but it sure is humiliating to wet herself in front of her friends, even if they are going to be doing the same soon enough. It doesn’t change the fact that she was still the first to do it, that she is now the only one not dry. “Better luck next time,” Leaf says, finally breaking the silence. “Now we’re down to nine of us, so which one of you will be the next one to pee your panties?” “How do you know it’s not going to be you?” Kris replies, and Leaf scoffs. “What, you think you have immunity cos you’re the birthday girl?” asks Hilda, and Gloria is glad that at least the attention does not linger on her for too long. Ultimately, this competition is for everyone, so even though she was the first to lose, nobody is going to make fun of her for it, and they are already more focused on who will be the next to join her. “Ooh, I just don’t know about this,” Serena says, crossing her legs and bouncing up and down. “I really, really need to pee, like I seriously don’t think I can hold it much longer.” “Then just do it!” Lyra cries. “Go ahead and tag out and make it easier for the rest of us.” “Yeah, just go ahead and pee!” Dawn agrees, and Serena scowls. “No way! I’m not going to just pee myself on purpose !” she protests. Those who did not get to finish their drinks because they got distracted by Gloria’s accident finish up now, and Gloria finishes what little is left of hers as well, knowing that it will likely not be long before she is rushing to the bathroom, knowing that that can of soda still has yet to make its way through her system. At the very least, she will not be forced to hold it then, which is the one benefit of being the first one out. Things are getting a bit more intense now, and the girls aren’t sure what to talk about, more focused on seeing who will be the next one out. Serena has pretty much openly said that she is not going to win, but May has been very silent for a while, looking incredibly focused and more than a little stressed. It’s possible that she is a contender for the next loser as well. Though Leaf seems very confident in herself, it could all just be for show, and Rosa’s legs are looking a little shaky right now. It’s still anyone’s game, but there are a few that make it pretty clear that they will not be in the running for much longer, and everyone is curious to see who will be the next one out. Serena already knows that she is nearly at her limit. Though she intends to hold it for as long as possible, she has a feeling that that is not going to be that much longer either way. She tugs at the hem of her skirt nervously, keeping her legs crossed tight, her bladder aching for relief. The best she can hope for is someone else losing before she does, but other than that, she knows that she is going to lose no matter what happens at this point. But it seems that even that is out of her reach right now. She whines and squirms, aware of everyone’s eyes on her as she clenches her fists, bunching up the fabric of her skirt, and rubbing her thighs together, trying to do anything that she can to delay this, at least a little bit longer. A spurt leaks past, and she bites her lip hard, blinking back tears from the strain of holding back. Finally, feeling no other option in the matter, she jams her hands between her legs, her skirt bunched up and pressed against her, and she does not think about the fact that she should probably try to keep it out of the way to minimize the mess, like Gloria did with her dress. The only thing Serena can think about right now is how badly she has to pee, worse than she can ever remember having to pee in her entire life. When she feels another leak, she whines, “Ooh, I really don’t think I can hold it!” Her audience continues to watch her carefully, waiting for any sign that she has finally lost the battle, and her whimpers and whines grow louder and more frantic as she shakes, squirming around desperately, fighting with every ounce of her strength, right up until the moment that she can’t fight anymore. She does not pull her hands back as she starts to wet herself, still thinking that she can stop it before it becomes too much, but there is not stopping this leak, until it has turned into a full stream, and only then does she realize that she is soaking her skirt as well. Serena lets it fall as piss finally begins to stream down her legs, showing with absolute certainty that she has lost, but already, the front of her skirt has a sizable wet spot on it. Panicking, she pulls her skirt up as she begins peeing full force, to minimize further damage, even though she is going to have to wash it either way now. “Ooh, someone acts like she’s going somewhere after this!” Hilda cries, as the girls get a good eyeful of her lacy black panties. Serena blushes and looks away, declining comment, until her sore bladder has finally finished emptying itself. Then, she drops her skirt with a defeated sigh. “I guess I came in ninth place,” she says. “Are you not going to tell us anything about those panties?” asks Hilda. “Yeah, I’m pretty curious too. Are you getting along better with the professor than you’ve been telling us?” Dawn teases. Her blush deepening, Serena groans, “No, not yet , but hopefully! It’s good to be prepared, you know, in case these things do happen. So that’s kind of the only sort of panties I have now!” “Wow, she’s going in for the kill ,” Leaf says, and Serena simply huffs again. “Well, maybe you guys should start thinking about that sort of thing, if you ever want to make any progress.” “I don’t know, Grimsley seems to like everything I wear just fine,” Hilda replies. “Yeah, but your ass looks good in anything!” Rosa says. “Things might be different for you.” “I...thank you?” she says, looking bewildered by Rosa’s comment, before both girls start laughing. Of course, they both try and put a stop to their laughter right away, not wanting to knock themselves out of the competition too soon, but May, who has been so concentrated and quiet for so long, suddenly bursts out laughing, struggling to put a stop to it. And then she gasps, snapping her legs together and looking stricken, but a few giggles still sneak past as she tries to recover from her laughter, even as she pisses herself in front of her friends. “ Noooo ,” she softly whines, before looking up to glare at Rosa. “Hey, not my fault!” Rosa says, holding her hands up. “I’m innocent, it’s not my fault I’m so naturally funny!” “Watch it, or I’ll tickle you and see how you like it,” May warns, though it is clear that she is just teasing. She finishes peeing and stares down at the damage done to her shorts with a sigh. “That’s not allowed!” she cries, before turning to Leaf. “It’s not allowed, right?” “Definitely not. No outside interference!” Leaf declares. She then checks the time on her phone and groans. “Ugh, it’s almost time for the next round of drinks.” “You’re sounding pretty worried there,” Kris says. “Struggling to hold it in? Think you might start leaking any minute now?” “No way!” she snaps, but there is clear strain in her voice, and she bites her lip hard as soon as she says it. Only now does Kris notice just how tight her thighs are together, her legs trembling quite a bit under her short skirt. Leaf is definitely struggling to hold it together, but she does not want to show that, wanting to win this because it was her idea to begin with, in addition to being her birthday. But as the timer bell draws nearer and nearer, she shows obvious signs that she is going to lose it any minute now. The first time she grabs her crotch, pushing her skirt up and showing the pale blue and white panties she wears, a few of the other girls point it out immediately, teasing her for the obvious show of desperation, and she scowls. “I’m just regaining my composure, settle down!” she says. “This is nothing! You guys are just afraid to look weak, and that’s gonna cost you later.” But internally, she is getting very worried. When she holds herself, her hand covers the small wet spot on her panties, but if one of the girls were to get a good look at that, then they would know for sure just how close she is to losing it, and never let her hear the end of it, right up until she was soaking her bedroom floor. Leaf is definitely not going to let that happen easily! Though the idea of drinking an entire glass of water on her already bursting bladder seems like absolute hell right now, and the easiest way to get out of that is to soak her panties and give up, she is definitely not the quitting sort. She and her twin are both known for how stubborn they can be, making their parents’ lives incredibly difficult whenever the two of them happen to disagree on anything. She groans softly, watching the last few minutes pass by, dragging on like hours. Occasionally, she will let her hand drop, but it never long before she is holding herself again, shifting uncomfortably in place, so full that she feels as though she is about to spill over. Surely adding anything more to the mix is asking for disaster! She wonders how the other girls are keeping their cool right now, and tries to search for any signs of weakness in her remaining competition. Rosa is starting to look pretty fidgety, and Kris may talk a big game, but Leaf swears that she has seen her knees knocking together a few times. Lyra, surprisingly, seems to be doing just fine, barely showing any signs, and, as expected, Hilda is as cool as a cucumber. Moon is quiet, which had been a telling sign with May, but physically, it is hard to tell just how she’s feeling, while Dawn has begun rocking back and forth, slowly but noticeably. Leaf would put her money on Rosa being the next one out, just by how nervous she seems, but that’s only if she herself is able to stay in the running, and she’s starting to doubt that, as much as she hates to admit it. Putting her hand between her legs again, she grinds against her hand, trying to alleviate the pressure somehow, but nothing seems to work. Instead, she is a bit surprised by another feeling welling up inside of her, and she wonders why she is only just now realizing how intimate it is to touch herself like this, even if it’s over her clothes and even if it’s to make holding her piss easier. She is surprised by just how excited the idea gets her, even- no especially - knowing that all of her friends are watching her. The timer goes off, and she recruits the help of Gloria, Serena, and May to get the glasses of water with her. The four of them sneak off to the kitchen, and she finds that it is very difficult to walk slowly and sneakily while not leaking, and by the time she is halfway to the kitchen, she has leaked several more times, and has to keep a hand between her legs the whole way there. All the while, she can feel a distinct throb from her pussy, as turned on as she is agonized. And then, without warning, it happens, just as soon as she sets foot in the kitchen. She whimpers, having to swallow back her cry of distress because she doesn’t want to be too loud outside of her room, the hand between her legs quickly growing soaked as the floodgates break open, and she soaks through her pants, a puddle forming at her feet, soaking into her socks. Leaf whimpers again, clapping her free hand over mouth to muffle her gaspy moan, her body suddenly wracked with what almost feels like jolts of electricity, the throb between her legs coming to a head, reaching orgasm from wetting herself in front of a few of her friends. At the time that she came up with the idea for this contest, it had never occurred to her that she might have any peculiar sort of interest in it, but now, she wonders if there was something subconscious there. More than that, she wonders what the hell is wrong with her to be so turned on by this, and she isn’t sure if that’s something she should ever bring up to her friends. For now, she decides to keep it to herself. “Oh no,” Gloria whispers, “what are we going to do now?” “Get the water back to the room, I guess,” she mumbles. “You guys just need to take back six glasses, and I’ll clean this up.” “I’ll come back and help,” Serena says, “so don’t worry!” As the girls hurry off, Leaf sets to cleaning up her puddle as quickly as she possibly can while making as little noise as possible, still buzzing from the high. Serena returns to help her, and meanwhile, the other girls wince as they start to drink their water, waiting for Leaf to return so they can see the mess for themselves. “I personally think it’s unfair that not everyone is wearing a skirt,” Dawn says. “Wait, why?” asks Moon. “Because, with Serena and Gloria, we got to see their wet panties, and when Leaf comes back, we can make her pull her skirt up. But May’s got shorts on!” “Most of us have shorts on,” Rosa, who wears leggings under her shorts, comments. “Why do you want to see everyone’s panties so much, anyway?” adds May. “I just thought that would made it equally embarrassing,” Dawn replies, though it does not sound like much of an answer at all. “Well, we’ll have to strip down when I do the laundry,” Gloria says, remember her punishment for being the first one out. “So we can all just show off our panties then.” “Except for the winner!” Lyra cries. “Hm, maybe I shouldn’t have worn overalls, they’ll be so hard to get off when I have to rush to the bathroom at the end.” “You say that like you think you’re going to win,” Kris says. “Wait, have you had that problem with overalls before?” Gloria asks, curious. At that moment, Serena and Leaf return, and Leaf says, “What about overalls?” “Lyra was just telling us about all the times she’s wet her overalls cos she couldn’t get them off in time,” Hilda says, and Lyra scowls. “That’s not true! It only happened once! All the other times were just...close calls…” She trails off, realizing her mistake in admitting to it at all. It at least takes the heat off of Leaf, who does not face any taunting upon entering the room, because everyone has decided to tease Lyra about her admission instead, asking her how she thinks she is going to outlast all of them if she ends up coming close to wetting herself just because taking off overalls is difficult, and has even had that happen before. Of course, the most pressing question is why she continues to wear them anyway, but she is at least able to defend herself there, saying that they’re just too cute to not wear. However, once the teasing has worn off, things quickly become tense. With six girls left, and their bladders now absolutely screaming for relief, it becomes difficult to focus on anything other than holding it, with no one wanting to give in. It is still a long way to becoming the winner, but giving in after coming this far still seems ridiculous, and so, the remaining girls continue fighting with all they have. Soon enough, it is no longer possible for anyone to mock one of the others for doing things to show it more visibly, because they all have to do what they can to make holding it easier on them. Rosa shuffles from foot to foot, not holding still for even a second, squeaking from time to time as she fights it, often faking her friends out because they think each noise is a sign that she has finally lost, only to find that she is unfortunately still dry. Hilda is stiff, opting to sit on the edge of Leaf’s bed so that she can cross her legs tight. “You’d better get up before you pee!” Leaf cries. “Or else you’ll be the one washing my bedding, not forcing it onto poor Gloria.” “I’m going to get up, cos I’m gonna be the one who actually gets to use the bathroom,” Hilda replies, still the picture of confidence even as she begins to give into her desperation. Dawn rubs her thighs together, standing in place with her jerky movements, while Kris bobs up and down, no longer so shy about holding herself. Moon does the same, pressing her hand tight to her crotch, and Lyra keeps her legs crossed, bobbing back and forth and still pouting a little over getting teased so much by her friends. Now, there is nothing that they can do to pass the time, because none of them can focus on any sort of conversation. It seems like days ago that they were all finishing up their first soda and getting lost in conversation about their crushes, and now, even the girls who are already out and have nothing left to worry about can feel the tension, so strong that they dare not say a word to throw off the focus in the room. Each girl is dealing with her own struggle, fighting against the clock, waiting for the next timer to go off, while none of them are certain that they will be able to handle even another sip. All they can do is pray that the others lose quickly, so that they don’t have to, but time drags on, and each girl continues to make a good showing, no one succumbing to their need just yet. It comes close a few times though, with more than one of them springing quick leaks that they immediately put a stop to, before it can turn into anything else. And then, without warning, it happens. While Kris is holding herself so tight that she thinks nothing can slip past, something does, and it does not stop. She hisses and whimpers, trying with all her might to stop, a thin stream running down one of her legs, but she can’t hold back anymore. When she drops her hands, her friends turn to look, watching as a large spot spreads across her yellow shorts, darkening them as she is revealed to be the newest loser. “I can’t believe this…” she mumbles, shaking her head sadly. “I really thought I had this in the bag…” She lets out a defeated sigh as she finally stops peeing, her bladder still sore from being stretched so far beyond capacity. “Only half of us left now,” Moon comments, and Rosa gulps, picking up the speed of her squirming. “So close, but still so far!” she says. There are four puddles in the room, and Kris, wanting to take her mind off of her loss, says, “Shouldn’t we start cleaning up in here as we go? Even if we can’t take our wet clothes off until it’s over.” “Right, that sounds like a good idea,” Gloria agrees. “Oh, but first...can I have a quick bathroom break?” The others turn to look at her and she blushes. “What? I peed before I finished drinking that soda, and now it’s kind of hitting me.” “We’ll all be rushing to the bathroom eventually,” May says. “Honestly, kind of have to pee again myself,” Serena speaks up. The five remaining girls give envious glares as she and Gloria head off to the bathroom, and Leaf goes to get towels so that Kris and May can start cleaning their own messes. When Gloria and Serena return, they join in cleaning as well, and time continues to drag on. Rosa is much, much worse for wear, frantically moving around, her nerves written all over her face. It won’t be much longer for her, whether she has come to terms with that or not. Anyone could tell from the way she squirms and wriggles, from the distressed expression on her face, from the way she keeps whimpering. Though she is no less determined than when this began, her body does not necessarily agree with her desire to keep holding it. “Come ooon ,” she groans to herself, “you can do it! Just stay in the game! Just a little while longer!” “You’re pretty much done for,” Hilda says, shaking her head. “Yeah, you might as well give up now,” Dawn agrees. “That’s not helping!” she cries, though of course she realizes that neither of them want to help her right now. There is nothing left that she can do, other than hold herself as tight as she can and whine, praying that she can hold back for just a little bit longer, that the other girls will start to falter soon, but before that can happen, it is already all over for her. “No, no, no!” Rosa groans, the other girls watching her, not yet realizing that it is already happening. With all of her layers, it takes a bit for it to finally come through, but then, it manages to soak past her panties and her leggings, forming a dark patch on her shorts that becomes visible to all of them when she drops her hands in defeat, hanging her head and whimpering. She can feel it trailing down her legs, soaking through her dark leggings, though it does not leave a visible stain, and then it is puddling on the floor beneath her. She stands in place for a while, a small smile coming over her face as she sighs in relief, surprising the other girls. Despite being upset about losing, she does not seem to be taking it that hard anymore, and after a moment, she says, “I was pretty close, but I just couldn’t hold it anymore. But it feels so good to be empty now!” “Ugh, don’t talk about that,” Moon groans, and Rosa gives her a teasing grin. “What? Does that make it harder for you? If you’re that jealous, then just give up already!” she says, and Moon scowls. “Since we’re down to the last four, that means that we just get to drink the last couple sodas next, right?” asks Lyra, and Leaf nods. “Which is good, cos I don’t want to risk making too many more trips to the kitchen after what happened last time,” Leaf says. “Yeah but it would just be girls out of the running going, so no one else would pee on the kitchen floor like you did,” says Kris, earning her a glare from Leaf. “Still, we’re trying to be quiet. Too much back and forth might wake my mom up, remember?” “How much longer until the next timer?” asks Dawn, interrupting their conversation. “Not too much longer. Are you girls excited to drink some more?” she asks, and all four of them groan. It’s hard to imagine taking any more liquid in in their current condition, and it is already pretty obvious that this will be the last round that they can manage. Leaf does not bring up the fact that they would have to go back for water after this round because she does not consider the possibility of anyone being able to last that long, and the remaining four girls feel the same way. Time still seems to move as slowly as ever before the timer goes off and they are each handed a can of soda. Lyra stares at it for a moment before opening it, really wishing that she did not have to drink this. She has never been more full in her life, and while she is opening her drink, Rosa starts cleaning her mess, Kris slips off to go to the bathroom, and Leaf says that she will be next, after watching them finish their drinks. If she were to forfeit right now, she could join them in going to the bathroom, and could finally empty her aching bladder, which sounds like pure bliss to her. But after hanging on for this long, it would be so hollow to lose by giving up, and even if she ends up pissing herself, she is determined not to give up until her body forces her to. And it’s not like it would be the first time she experienced wet overalls, after all. Actually...she blushes, taking another gulp of her soda to try and forget that. Moon feels a spurt escape as she takes a sip, and then another after the next sip. This is definitely not looking good for her, and she can already feel how wet her panties have become. It will only take a few more leaks before it starts to show on her red shorts, and then her friends will consider her out of the running, whether she can stop it or not. They are so close to the end now, but she has no idea how to make it any easier on herself, or what to do if she leaks again. All she can do is drain her soda can, hoping that those two little leaks took the pressure off enough for her to be able to hold it until the end, though she knows that that is not likely right now. She squirms around, throwing her can away in Leaf’s overfull trash can, looking at the other three girls, who have all already finished their sodas. None of them look like they are holding up to well, not even the confident Hilda, who is no longer sitting, but rather pacing around, her hands jammed in her pockets, a deep scowl on her face. Moon knows that she just has to hang on for a little while longer to be able to be the one that emerges victorious, but that is completely outside of the realm of possibility, no matter how hard she may try, or how hard she may fight. Another leak takes her by surprise, and she grabs her crotch, nearly doubling over and gasping, fighting back against it with all her might. She knows that if she were to move her hands, there would be a small dark patch visible on her shorts, and she does not want the other girls to see that. Not only that, but she also knows that moving her hands would mean losing control, and she will not be able to let go of herself for even a second. Even if the other girls all wet themselves right here and now, making Moon the winner, she still would not be able to make it, because just moving her hands to unbutton her shorts would see her soaking them through. Honestly, she does not think she can take a single step from this spot. Whether she wins or loses, she is going to end up wet, but she already knows that she has lost, even before it officially happens. But it does not take long for it to happen. She is soaking through her shorts in no time at all, groaning from the mixture of relief and disappointment as her bursting bladder is finally set free. It has been a long time coming, and though she wishes that she had been able to hold out just a little while longer, frustrated to have come so far just to fall short in the end, she is still overall happy to just be done now, and to not have to deal with that overwhelming fullness. There is so much of it that she is in awe of her ability to even hold that much, listening to the loud hiss as it continues to splash onto the floor, until finally, it slows and stops, leaving her dripping wet. She turns around to look over her shoulder, wanting to assess all of the damage, seeing that the seat of her pants is almost completely soaked as well. “Just so you know,” Hilda says, breaking the silence, “my favor from you is gonna be making you spill the beans about your secret crush.” Her voice is so strained now that her tone is not nearly as carefree as she wants it to be, and it is obvious that she is finally nearing her limit. “That’s a good idea,” Dawn replies, not sounding much better than she does. “That’s exactly what I’m going to use my Moon favor for, since I’ll be the one winning.” It is down to the final three. Moon does not make much more of a fuss, not even dignifying their threats to make her spill the beans with a response, but instead just starts cleaning up the puddle that she left on the floor, still amazed at how big it is. The tension in the room is palpable, with it being down to the final three. Any one of these girls could be the champion, and none of them want to go down after making it so far. It has gotten to the point that holding it for even a moment longer seems completely impossible, but yet they keep fighting, somehow managing, for longer and longer, the other seven girls watching intently, looking for any sign of who will be the next one to be forced to admit defeat. Will it be Hilda, who has done her best to retain her confidence until the end? She is still putting up a strong fight, but she has shown plenty of signs of weakness, and is unable to hold still for even a second, shuffling around, pacing, squirming, and dancing, doing whatever it takes to keep her bladder in check. As confident as she may try to act, it is clear that she is not far from her limit at all. Will it be Lyra, who has admitted to having wet herself while wearing her signature overalls? Most girls would have placed her as one of the ones to lose early on, so her lasting this long seems like a bit of an upset. Though she has managed to keep up a rather carefree front so far, a look of intense determination has come over her face, as she keeps a hand between her legs, rocking against it and whimpering. Will it be Dawn, who has been holding herself for a while now, and only stopped when it was time for a drink? She definitely seems close to failing, but she is another who seemed like she would not last very long, and just placing in the top three is pretty impressive for her. Though she has managed to talk a big game so far, it does not seem likely that she will remain in the running for very long. In her mind, she battles against her body’s pleading, knowing that she will feel much better if she just lets go, but also knowing that she would sooner die than willingly admit defeat when she is mere moments away from her victory. There is absolutely no way that Lyra or Hida will be in it for that much longer, so all she has to do is outlast both of them, and victory will be hers. That is what she keeps telling herself, but willpower alone is not enough to prevent the inevitable, and though she has managed to fight much longer than she ordinarily would have been willing to, and though she has pushed her limits far past what she ever thought was possible, her ability to withstand the flood inside of her falters more and more, until her knees are knocking together, her legs shaking beneath her, and a desperate cry escaping her lips as her bladder finally gives in, not seeming to care that she is so close to winning. She drops her hands, managing to keep her skirt out of the way so that it does not get wet, her legs still getting soaked before she straightens her stance, spreading them so that she can piss straight down on the ground. It goes on for so long that she almost feels as though she will never stop peeing, but eventually, it finally stops, her aching, abused bladder finally empty. She has a feeling that it will be a long time before the soreness begins to fade. “So close,” she sighs, trying her best not to take it hard. She had really hoped to be able to last a little bit longer, but she can at least be proud of herself for taking third place, and fighting so hard to get here. Now, it is down to Hilda and Lyra, the room completely silent other than the grunts and whimpers from the two remaining contestants as they battle it to the end. Even Dawn does not dare disturb them by starting to clean her puddle, deciding to leave it until this match is settled. The self-proclaimed favorite to win and the allegedly accident prone underdog- though she had assured them it was only once, and that the other times were just close calls- are at a stalemate that will have to come to an end, one way or another. Hilda has been certain from the get go that she would be the one to take first place, because she is the only girl here with real experience in the matter. She doesn’t tell the girls much about her private life, only giving them the details she feels like they’re ready for, but her boyfriend is kinky as all hell, and steadily, she has discovered that she is too. Grimsley loves making her hold her piss for him, timing her and testing her, and sometimes joining in and making it a contest for just the two of them. Though she has never beaten him, she has come close, and she doesn’t think any of her friends, let alone Lyra, can best her at that. But now, she isn’t so sure. She knows her own limits very well, and she knows how bad it gets right before she loses control, and she is about at that point. Though her bladder has gotten stronger from all of the practice, she is still not invincible, and right now, she feels as though she could lose control at any moment. It is only a matter of time, and she watches Lyra closely, hoping to see the cracks in the girl’s armor, to prove that she still has this in the bag. Lyra certainly does not look like she is able to hold it for much longer. She holds herself and hops from foot to foot, a troubled expression on her face, her cheeks flushed from the strain of holding back. If it were any other situation, Hilda would not be able to deny how cute she looks like this, but since she is the competition, the only thing she cares about is seeing Lyra soak her overalls, and whether she does it cutely or not does not matter much at all. Meanwhile, Lyra can feel tears welling up in her eyes from the strain, and yet, at the same time, feels a heat in her stomach that she knows is very separate from the fullness of her bladder, a fluttering that she has come to associate with the dreams about her long term substitute that have plagued her since she first realized she had a thing for him. She knows what that feeling means, and yet, she can’t figure out what it has to do with holding, unless it is merely the fact that she is, in a way, touching herself. Perhaps if Hilda had been a bit more open about her sex life, she- as well as Leaf- would understand what this means, and perhaps some of the other girls may have come to terms with a new kink as well. Instead, Lyra is left confused and oddly horny, trying to put that out of her mind so that she can only focus on winning. Little does she know, Hilda, despite her frustration and determination, is incredibly turned on by all of this, unable to resist, with how conditioned she is by Grimsley to be able to get off on having a full bladder. She craves two different kinds of release right now, and tries not to let that interfere with her focus. Lyra can’t last forever, and even if she can’t last forever either, that does not matter, just as long as she is able to last even a few seconds longer. At this point, reaching the bathroom doesn’t even matter, and she doesn’t mind the feeling of soaked denim shorts one bit. She’s ready to do whatever it takes to secure her victory, and whatever comes after does not even register to her. Hilda fumbles with the button on her shorts, undoing it so that she can shove a hand under them, holding herself over her panties, trying to hold back the sudden shudder of excitement. It is incredibly tempting to give into her lust right now, but she can worry about that later, while she is getting herself cleaned up, taking some time to herself in the bathroom to work out her other frustrations and give herself the other kind of release that she needs. Nothing matters right now except victory. But victory is out of reach for her. Hilda does not want to believe it, and wants to fight it with all of her might, but it happens so suddenly that there is nothing she can do to stop it, and she is stunned, frozen stiff as she starts peeing, and isn’t able to stop. Even with her hand in her shorts, there is nothing to stop them from getting soaked through once she has soaked her plain white panties, and the other nine girls all gawk at her, hardly able to believe what they’re seeing. “What the...that’s no fair!” Hilda cries, looking down at herself in shock. She knows that there is nothing unfair about it, but even so, she protests her loss. How could she have come this far, only to lose? She was supposed to win for sure, and yet, she came in second place, which gets her no prize, and definitely no bragging rights. And yet...it feels so good to be empty, and it’s incredibly exciting, more so than she ever would have thought, to have an audience other than Grimsley witnessing her sopping wet humiliation. So, maybe she isn’t that upset about it after all. “Whee! I won!” Lyra cries, once she manages to get over her surprise at Hilda’s loss. And now, all she has to do is take the short walk to Leaf’s bathroom, and even with how bursting she is, she thinks that she can make it, if she keeps trying as hard as she has been trying so far. That’s all she has to do, but instead, Lyra stays right where she is, her friends not moving a muscle, not saying a word, watching and wondering what she is doing, as she continues to hold herself, rubbing against her hand and fighting it for as long as she can. “What are you doing?” Gloria finally asks, breaking the silence. “I already won,” Lyra replies, “so I just wanted to see how long I could- eek! Ah, there it goes…” And with that, her bladder finally gives in, her overalls soaked through in seconds, her stocking growing wet as it runs down her legs, a puddle forming beneath her, extending until it mingles with Hilda’s. She sighs in relief, not letting on that she still feels rather agitated, the itch of arousal having not faded at all. Much like Hilda, she is going to have some things to work out tonight, but the two of them aren’t the only ones. Those who were not left excited by their own desperation certainly didn’t mind watching their friends squirm, and Leaf wasn’t even left satisfied by her earlier climax. There are plenty of questions left in most of their minds, but the most pressing matter right now is finishing cleaning up the messes and cleaning themselves up, so that they can change into their pajamas, and Gloria can sneak off to do the laundry. And Dawn gets her wish of seeing the other girls’ panties as they strip. She gets to see May’s red and white striped pair, Kris’ teal panties with the purple polka dots, Rosa’s bright yellow ones, Moon’s floraly pair, Hilda’s plain pair, and Lyra’s light blue panties patterned with little red strawberries, while showing off her own pale pink pair, with a small bow on the front. Once all of their clothes are in the washer, and the girls have all cleaned up and are in their pajamas, it is difficult not to fall asleep after such an exhausting competition, as well as the aftermath, but they will all stay awake until Gloria switches the clothes and towels to the drier, with an alarm set so that they can get them out before Leaf’s mom wakes up in the morning. It has certainly been one of her more interesting birthdays, and one of the more interesting parties that any of the girls have been to. While some begin to contemplate their strange new feelings, Lyra has to think about the favors she is going to ask of them.
  8. Dawn better pull up her panties. Thanks to Miraa (Chikurin) for the art

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  9. From the album: Nagito's desperate artwork

    This is a another request @Omorashi100's san Assigned me to draw Gwen and Dawn again. Thank you for your request @Omorashi100 san
  10. (Note: Contains underaged wetting desperation. Reader discretion advised) This story commissioned by Night Rain Mornings in Sinnoh were always so pretty. The way the rising sun made the snow-peaked mountains in the distance sparkle, and the rays of light shining through the trees always made her happy that she actually woke up early enough to witness such beauty. Then again, she might have been a bit biased. How could she not have such appreciation for the morning when her very name was Dawn? Stepping outside of the Pokemon Center she had spent the night in, Dawn paused to raise her arms over her head, fingers interlocking as she stretched out in the sunlight with a big smile on her face. She couldn’t explain it, but it felt like today was going to be a good day somehow. Maybe she would make a new friend in her journey as a Pokemon trainer, or possibly catch a new Pokemon. Maybe if she was really lucky, she might even get to see a legendary Pokemon today. Dawn giggled to herself a bit. She was only a couple months into her adventure; meeting a legendary Pokemon out of the blue was still a long ways off. Then again, she had been through quite a bit already, having crossed paths with the sinister Team Galactic and even witnessing the three lake spirit Pokemon, although in dangerous circumstances. Even after all that, it still felt like she had only just gotten started, especially after seeing how much her friends had grown in such a short time. Oh well, she wasn’t going to keep up with her friends just by standing around wondering about it. Turning to the road that lead outside of the city, Dawn felt that sense of excitement and nervousness that always came up when she was about to set off on a new trail. It always reminded her of when she left home for the first time. “Okay, let’s see here,” she said as she opened up her bag. “Potions, check! Repels, check! Food and water, check!” She zipped up the bag and grabbed one of the Pokeballs on her belt, this one containing a Riolu she managed to catch a month ago. “Pokémon at full health, check!” Putting it back, she looked down at her clothes, a black top and pink mini-skirt with a long scarf and tall, pink boots. “Clean, cute outfit… mostly check.” Dawn patted her head, lacking the beanie she loved to wear up until about a week ago after an incident involving a Grimer that she really didn’t want to think about. “I hope the next city has a good hat store,” she said with a grimace. Shaking her head, Dawn returned her focus to the task at hand. “Alright, looks like I’m ready to set off again!” she declared with a smile. Walking with a spring in her step, Dawn hummed a tune as she left the town behind her. Adventure awaited, and she was certain she was prepared for anything today could throw at her. “I knew I was forgetting something.” Dawn muttered this to herself, even though nobody was around to hear her. Well, there might have been a Pokémon or two behind some of the trees in the forest she found herself in, but she didn’t want them hearing, either. The thing she had forgotten about was not an important item or a crucial step in preparing her Pokemon for any dangers ahead. Rather, it was a simple part of her morning rituals she had neglected in her excitement to head off to a new city. Specifically, it was something involving the bathroom and her bladder filled with a night’s worth of liquids. The more time had passed, the more she had come to regret her forgetfulness. Dawn paused to take a moment to rest, leaning against a tree with her legs lightly rubbing together. How long had she been walking today? Not even a couple hours, but still plenty of time for her drink from breakfast to go through her body. The water she had been sipping along the way didn’t help, either. The thought occurred to her that maybe now was a good time to take a quick break. She was alone in the woods with plentiful cover and plenty of tissues in her bag. Circumstances could not be any more ideal for her. She could almost hear the relieving sound of water piddling against the earth right now… Wait, she really was hearing that. Turning her head, she soon found its source. A wild Buneary stood before a tree, a big grin on his face as a yellow stream flew from between his legs, making a puddle that ran down the trunk and onto its roots. Dawn gasped both in surprise and disgust, making the Buneary’s ear twitch and eyes snap open in panic. It turned and darted into the bushes, leaving a trail of urine along the ground as his bladder kept draining even while he fled. “Guess I won’t be catching that one,” sighed Dawn. It was disappointing to let a Pokemon get away so easily, but worse than that, the sight of something handling its business only made her body yearn for relief that much more. It reminded her of a memory from long ago, when she was just a little girl. She really didn’t want to remember it, but the details were just as vivid as the day it happened: standing at the bathroom line in the park plaza, dancing in place with one hand between her legs and the other in her mom’s hand, trying and failing to not pay attention to the large fountain of cascading water nearby. She did her best, but she still ended up making her own golden waterfall right there, running down her legs and ruining her favorite underwear and sundress while tears streaked down her blushing face. Dawn wished that was the only time such misfortune befell her. Unfortunately, potty troubles were a somewhat regular problem for her growing up, as her ability to hold was never up to par with the other kids her age. Every time it happened, she would swear to herself that she would learn to hold it better when she grew up. Now was the time to prove that to herself. If she could just could hold it until she reached the next town, it would show how much she has grown in her travels. Standing back up, she set off on the path again with a look of determination. “I can do this,” she said to herself, “I’m a grown trainer just like my friends. I won’t let something like this stop me, no sir!” “Oooh, I hope I get there soon!” The sun had reached the middle of the sky, yet there were still no signs that Dawn was nearing the next city. The forest continued to stretch on as far as she could see, certainly not a good sight for her morale. It also did not help that her walking had slowed since that morning. The confident stride she once had was now replaced by a stiff shuffle, with her legs pressed together and a hand placed between them. Her bright smile had dropped to a grim frown while her eyes would regularly glance to the bushes and trees on the sides, their presence tempting her further with every passing minute. Worst of all, the path had taken her near a local river, with all the sights and noises that entailed. Just like when she was a kid, Dawn tried her hardest to not look, listen to, or even think about all the rushing water nearby, with limited success. Yet, even with all the protesting her mind and bladder could muster, Dawn simply would not give into their demands. Shaking her head and trying to stand up tall again, Dawn raised a fist and furrowed her brow. “I w-won’t give up,” she declared to the woods around her. “I’ll give everything I have, and I’ll make it, j-just like a real train-eep!” Her bladder’s rebuttal was simple yet effective: with Dawn’s lapse in concentration, it was not hard for a little bit to leak out of her, immediately creating an unpleasant warmth in her underwear. Dawn corrected her mistake at once, shoving her hands right back between her legs, doubling over and putting all her strength into keeping her panties from being dyed any further. Several agonizing seconds passed, but the pressure subsided eventually. Dawn stood upright, letting out a groan while keeping her hands at her groin. Her undies were safe for now, but she got the hint from the leak. “I’m… not gonna make it to the next city like this,” she admitted while glancing to some nearby bushes. “I guess I just have to find a good spot and…” “Raptor!” Dawn yelped at the bird-like shriek from behind her. She started to turn around, but a large shape already blew past her, creating a powerful gust of wind from behind that would have blown her beanie off had she been wearing it. It did, however, lift the back of her skirt straight up, revealing her choice of underwear that day: a light-blue pair of panties with a dark patch at the bottom from the prior leak. “W-what the…!?” Dawn scrambled to fix her skirt while looking for the figure. She soon saw it sitting on a tree branch ahead of her: a Staraptor, a fully-evolved and very aggressive bird Pokemon. From the way it cried at her and flared its wings, she didn’t need her Pokedex to know that it was looking for a fight. With no time to think, Dawn reached to her belt and tossed a Pokeball out of instinct. A bright flash of light appeared, and out popped her Riolu with a cry of its name. “Riolu! Get ready to fight!” yelled Dawn. She pointed at the Staraptor with one hand while the other remained between her legs. “Riolu!” replied her ally. Okay, Dawn, it’s another Pokemon battle, she thought, Just stay calm and remember your tactics. This shouldn’t be a problem! “Raptor!” Before either Dawn or Riolu could react, the Staraptor took off from the branch. It launched forward at a blinding speed, striking Riolu and flying back in almost no time at all. Dawn winced from seeing her Pokémon take a blow so early. Even she didn’t expect their foe to be so quick on the draw. She had to think of something to counter him with, and soon. But try as she might, Dawn quickly realized something: concentrating becomes very difficult when you really need to pee. “Um, er, try a focus blast!” she called out. Her Riolu responded at once, channeling its mental focus into a ball of energy, then launching it right at his target. But just as it was about to strike, the Staraptor darted to the side, and the energy blasted against the tree behind him instead. “Shoot! Use brick break!” Next, the Riolu waited for his foe to dart forward before raising his hand and delivering a powerful downward chop. Unfortunately, he met with the same result, the Staraptor dodging at the last second, but this time with Riolu left unbalanced and open to attack. “L-Look out!” But it was already too late. The Staraptor flew back and made a u-turn, then flew straight forward with its wings outstretched. He clipped right into Riolu, dragging him with it and sending him tumbling a good distance away. “Riiii!” he cried out in pain. “Riolu!” Only now did Dawn remember the advantage flying Pokemon had over fighting Pokemon. She grabbed the Pokeball and aimed it at Riolu to recall him, but then quickly found another reason to gasp. With Riolu knocked out of the way, the Staraptor had banked around and was now charging towards a new target: her. Time seemed to slow to a crawl as the fearsome bird flew straight at her. She could only stare with her body frozen in fright. Somewhere in the back of her mind, she noted something spurting into her underwear again just before she could see the whites of its eyes. “Riii!” But the Staraptor’s attack never came. Instead, it met the hard strike of Riolu’s charged palm against its face, sending it careening into a nearby tree. From there, it slumped to the ground with dazed eyes, clearly fainted from the impact. “R-Riolu?” Dawn blinked. “Rio, Rio!” he replied, looking at her with a smile and raised fist. Dawn could only smile. He may have been young, but he was one of the toughest Pokemon she knew. “Th-thank you-oh!” With the immediate danger over, Dawn’s other problem came roaring back. She felt not just a spurt, but a dribble leak through her panties, and the faint sound of it hitting the ground reached her ears. “Ah!” She snapped her legs together and buried a hand as far as it could go between them. “R-Riolu?” asked her Pokémon. Shoot, I can’t let him see this! “Uh, b-back to your Pokeball, Riolu!” she replied, aiming his Pokeball at him. A red beam emerged, enveloping Riolu and returning him inside. With no one to witness her, Dawn shoved her other hand into her groin, but it did little good. The dribble had not stopped, and she could now feel it getting on her hands, down her legs, and onto the front of her skirt. “N-no, no, please,” she whimpered. She tried to move towards a bush or tree, but her legs were firmly locked in place. All she could manage was a slight shuffle backwards. She didn’t get very far with that. With her eyes shut in desperate focus, Dawn didn’t notice the dip in the trail right behind her. The next thing she knew, she was stumbling backwards until she totally lost balance and fell onto her bottom with a yelp, her legs spread wide and revealing her damp undies to the world again. For a moment, Dawn could only sit there and focus on her sore butt, until she realized how wet it felt as well. Her cheeks burned red as the undeniable truth hit her. Against her deepest wishes, Dawn had made the last jump from leaking to fully peeing herself. It was no small accident, either. So much pee sprayed out of her that she could hear a hissing noise among the piddling sounds down there. Her panties, already sporting a big dark spot, became thoroughly soaked. It was enough to add a slight stain to the light-blue garment, and to make the pee run along the outside. Her urine only spread out from there, saturating the back of her skirt and forming a puddle that grew and grew. Dawn couldn’t lie, it felt good to finally let out all that pee. Really good, in fact. But it could never make up for the fact that she was wetting herself, just like the hopeless little girl that she used to be. No, she still was that girl, no better than before she left her home to become a trainer. “N-not again,” she choked out between sobs. Her vision grew blurred from tears, so she closed her eyes and let the hopelessness and failure sink in like the urine staining her clothes. The trainer’s path was no place for someone like her, and she knew it now more than ever. But before any other such thoughts came up, a strange sound the she had never heard before got her attention. Dawn slowly opened her eyes and lifted her head to find a weird light in front of her, and in the middle of that light… “M-Mesprit?” Dawn thought she had to be seeing things. A lake spirit Pokémon floating right in front of her, and now of all times? Had she lost her marbles now? Yet, as she they made eye contact, something strange happened. The sadness and failure that weighed her down so much seemed to fade away. Was Mesprit doing this to her? Whether it was by magic or not, Dawn could think about her accident in a less condemning light now. Now that she thought about it, it was pretty silly of her to try and hold it when she could have gone at any time. After all her adventures already, she didn’t need to prove anything to herself. This mishap was not proof of her failure, but just another lesson to be learned on her journey as a trainer. In any case, Dawn no longer wanted to sit in her puddle and feel sorry for herself. She stood back up and fixed her skirt, wincing at her hands touching the cool, wet fabric. “Th-thank you so much,” she said as she looked back to the Mesprit. “Huh?” But it was no longer there. Not only had it disappeared, but the light and strange noises were gone as well. Dawn looked all around her, but no trace that Mesprit had visited her could be found. Dawn sighed in disappointment, but then thought better of it. Maybe it was for the best that it left so soon. They would meet again when she had earned the chance, she just knew it. “I’ll become a better trainer. I swear it!” But first, she had other things to take care of. Her Riolu needed some care after such a rough fight, and he was probably worried about her to boot. More importantly, she really wanted to get cleaned up now, preferably before anyone saw her wet skirt and undies. The nearby river seemed like a good place to get all that done, and maybe take a break while she was at it. “I hope the water’s not too cold!” Dawn declared as she set off, leaving the puddle to dry under the sun. The morning may have passed, but this Dawn would stay on her path for as long as it took.
  11. From the album: Nagito's desperate artwork

    This is a lovely request of @Omorashi100 san Assigned me to draw Gwen and Dawn having a pee holding emergency. Thank you for your request @Omorashi100 san
  12. "Hurry up Dawn, we'll be late to professor Rowan's lab!" Lucas said as he grabbed my hand and started to drag me. I should probably give some backstory here. After Ash left Sinnoh, I continued to work at Professor Rowan's lab as his assistant. I continued to embrace contests too, of course, but most of my time is spent with the professor. Lucas, after obtaining the 8 Sinnoh badges, realized his true dream was to understand Pokemon as much as he battled and trained them. He wanted to unlock their true potential, so he decided to become a researcher at the lab. Most people also don't realize that after we dispatched team galactic, we raided their notes on the energy of Pokemon evolution, and how it could be harnessed. After a couple years of research, we discovered the process known today as mega evolution. "Sinnoh to Dawn! We've got to get to the lab or Rowan will totally give us menial work today!" I finally caught up with reality and ran after Lucas. Professor Rowan could make any day drag if you were late. One time he made us study differences between shiny Pokemon and regular Pokemon… except we were also in charge of obtaining a shiny Pokemon. I don't know about you, but shinies are a bit rarer than they tell you. We finally arrived at the lab, and just in time too. "Well you two sure do like to arrive in the nick of time." "Sorry professor. We were just um… trying to get past a horde of wild bidoof." "I see… Well, today I have an important task for the both of you. I need you two to deliver this package to Sunnyshore city gym." "A delivery? Usually we just send them via staraptor." Lucas complained. "Ah! But this is quite an important package. Staraptor are known for getting… sidetracked. I cannot afford this to be lost or delayed. I entrust you two will get it delivered by Friday." "Friday!" I complained, "that's only three days!" "And when I was young, I used to make routine trips all across Sinnoh in a single day." I looked at Lucas, and he just shrugged. "Okay professor. We'll be on our way then?" "That would be great. Once it's delivered, feel free to take a week off. You two have been working hard!" "Thanks professor! Come on Lucas, let's be on our way!" We exited the lab, and boy was this package heavy. "So it's too fragile to bring by flying, and I can't carry this thing on a bike. Guess we'll just have to lug this thing. Take turns?" "Of course! I would never let you carry that the entire way by yourself!" "Good. Because it's your turn!" I handed him the package. "Sheesh! What's in this thing?" "Before we head out, we should grab a few supplies from the PokéMart." We walked down the road to the store. "Good morning, Dawn! Heya Lucas, what's up?" "We just need a few things before we head out to Sunnyshore." "Okay, what'll it be?" "A dozen revives, and three dozen hyper potions." Lucas and I split the bill, and we began our journey to the sunshine city. "So to be on time, we should probably get to at least Hearthome City today." "Wow. That's far Lucas." "I know, but better to arrive early than late, right? And we should minimize our stops to save time too." "So maybe skip lunch, and just stop to eat breakfast and dinner?" "Yeah. We have supplies too, so we shouldn't need to stop at Pokémarts or Pokémon centers." "I'm fine with that. I mean, your Pokemon beat all the gym leaders, so some wild Pokemon shouldn't be too hard." "Your turn Dawn." Lucas handed me the package. "So I wonder what's so special about whatever's in here. I hope Valkner opens this when we arrive." We arrived in Jubilife about an hour later, and I thought we were making pretty good time. "So to Oreburgh now? Or do we need to stop?" "I'm fine. Pokemon have been minimal." I told him. So we decided to head out for Oreburgh immediately. After about 20 minutes (thanks to some darn bug catchers) we arrived at the cave. "None of my Pokemon can use flash. What about yours Dawn?" "Yeah! Roserade can use it." I sent out my Roserade, and directed her to use Flash. The entire cave quickly brightened up. A lot of Zubat immediately took off from the sudden light, which I was quite thankful for. "So it should be a straight shot that way." Lucas pointed. We quickly walked east, towards the exit of the cave. "Golem!" A wild Golem appeared! "Roserade use Razor Leaf!" Leaves spun out at the Golem. In response, it rammed my Roserade, but looked like it injured itself too. Probably Double-Edge, "Roserade use Leech Seed!" Seeds flew out and stuck to the Golem. "Now use Protect!" A force field enveloped my Pokemon. Then I heard a different voice shout, "Golem, use Feint!" The Golem rushed us at remarkable speed, and smashed right through the barrier. "Roserade!" My Pokemon was KOed. I then saw the other trainer. "Roark?" "Huh? Lucas, Dawn! I'm so sorry!" His flashlight illuminated in front of us. "I just knew it couldn't be a wild Golem!" Lucas laughed, "How are things going?" "Oh, you know. Just training for the next challenger. I heard from Valkner that you got all 8 badges?" "Yep. And now I work for the professor. Speaking of Valkner, we're delivering this package to him in Sunnyshore." "Ah! Well, good luck you two! Be safe!" His Pokemon tunneled down below the surface. "Well now that we have no light, this cave is going to be so much easier…" My bladder pressed slightly in protest. Honestly, I did have to pee when we were in Jubilife, but I figured I'd be fine getting to Oreburgh. But the cave was pitch black now, and it'd be harder to navigate. "So which way now Lucas?" I grabbed his hand so I wouldn't lose him. I couldn't tell if my hand was too sweaty or not. "This way?" He tugged me forward, and we were going slowly so we didn't trip or fall. I just hoped he knew where he was going. After about another hour in the cave, my bladder was constantly reminding me that I really had to go. I was really regretting not stopping in Jubilife. Because of the darkness and Lucas not being able to see me, I had my hand up my skirt and holding myself pretty tightly. I didn't think I would make it. "So are we almost there?" I asked direly. "I think so. Maybe another 20 minutes?" We continued walking, and after about 5 minutes I began to leak a little into my panties. I felt the warmth spread across my hand. "Are you okay Dawn? Your breathing pretty heavily." "I'm just a little scared." "Well, we're gonna be just fine!" Easy for him to say… I thought to myself. I sharp pain shot through my bladder, and I leaked a bit more seriously this time. I felt the warmth all across my hand, and a stream ran down my bare legs into my socks. I gripped myself harder, knowing that I was on the verge of having an accident. I continued walking, and leaked a bit every couple minutes. Until I stumbled over a rock, in which a short scare caused me to release my hold. I felt the warmth running down my hand and legs, and my socks were getting soaked on the side too. Grasping the fabric and feeling the liquid pour out was quite arousing, but I slowly came to realize that there was a loud hiss to my peeing and the splatter of it on the ground. "Um, Dawn? Are you okay?" "Yeah…" I was so embarrassed right then, and I definitely couldn't tell Lucas. I tried to dry my soaked hand on the backside of my panties. We walked in the darkness for another 20 minutes or so, and my wet panties were really starting to bother me. Every so often I reached up my skirt to adjust them; the soaked fabric kept giving me a wedgie. "I can see the light!" Lucas proclaimed. "Finally… that was such a long walk." We exited the cave, and I breathed in a long sigh of relief. "Hey Dawn, let's stop at the Pokemon Center for a short break." "Okay." We walked across the street and entered the Pokemon Center. "I'm gonna use the washroom real quick. Then we can get a bite to eat?" "That's fine." Lucas left, and I quickly entered the changing room. I set down my bag, and pulled out a fresh pair of panties to change into. Just as I unbuttoned my skirt, and it slid to my shoes, someone else barged into the changing room. "Ah!" I shouted as I pathetically tried to pull my shirt down to cover my underwear. "Sorry! I didn't know you were in here!" The lady glanced down at my underwear. "Oh my… there is a restroom here young lady. This is not the restroom." My face flushed with embarrassment. "I, uh- um… didn't make it here." I looked down, "can you leave now while in change?" "Oh, sorry!" She closed the door, and this time I locked it. I can't believe I forgot to lock it. I slipped my wet underwear off, and put on a dry pair. Wet underwear does feel a little good, in a naughty way, but the feeling of dry underwear is so much more comfortable. I examined my wet pair, and noticed a slight yellow tinge where they were wet. "Oh no! They have a stain!" I stuck the wet pair in my bag, and exited the changing room. Thankfully, the lady was not there. Just as I returned to the entrance, Lucas exited the restroom. "Erm… Dawn?" He looked down at my legs. I looked down and noticed I forgot to put my skirt back on. I grew red and quickly pulled my skirt up. "You saw nothing!" I began to cry. Lucas embraced me, "It's been a long day. Why don't we rest up a bit?" "Okay…" I sniffled." We went into one of the rooms, and slept for the night. I woke up at around 3:00 am and wasn't sure why I woke. I tried to fall back asleep, but I kept thinking about how I'd wet myself the previous day. I wasn't sure how I felt about it. It felt good… but I wasn't sure if I would say I liked it. I was quite aroused by the feeling, but scared that someone would find out. I kinda wanted it to happen again, but I wasn't sure how to do it without someone noticing. I eventually fell back asleep. "Dawn." I woke up to Lucas shaking my arm. "Huh?" I sat up groggily. "It's about 9:00 am. We should get going soon." "Oh. Okay. What route are we going?" I sat up on the couch and put my shoes on. "I think we should head north and then east so we reach Hearthome. After that, I think we should just continue east and follow the roads until we hit Sunnyshore. We might have to camp though by the road." "Okay. So we have to make it at least past Hearthome today." "Yeah. And we've got to reach our goal today. This package is due tomorrow." "Yep. So are we ready?" "Yeah." We headed out towards Hearthome, and I got to carry the package first. Nothing eventful really happened, and we reached Hearthome in about 7 hours. I really had to pee by the time we arrived. "Okay I need to make a restroom break, like right now." "Okay. We'll stop at the Pokemon center." We hurried to the center, and I quickly rushed to the ladies' room. As I sat down on the toilet, the pee was already coming out of me. The relief felt SO good. I came out of the restroom, and we continued on our way. We stopped to camp at about 9:30, and ate a small dinner. I fell asleep right after we ate. Of course I had dreams. I dreamt that I was in a crowd, and was struggling against team galactic. In my dream we followed them into the Distortion World, and I was attacked by Giratina. As he lunged at me, I awoke with the heart racing. It was around 2:00 am, and everything was dark. I'll admit that I was a little scared camping on the road with almost no Pokemon awake. I realized the reason I woke up was because I had to pee, but I was scared to get up. I reached down into my sleeping bag and slid my hand down my skirt. After a while, I felt the familiar warmth run across my hand as I peed, slowly soaking the sleeping bag.
  13. Desperate at Dawn Pokemon Diamond/Pearl/Platinum fanfiction by MasterXploder Commissioned by Night Rain With thanks to Captain L for editing. Check out his latest story here. (Note: Contains underaged wetting desperation. Reader discretion advised) Mornings in Sinnoh were always so pretty. The way the rising sun made the snow-peaked mountains in the distance sparkle, and the rays of light shining through the trees always made her happy that she actually woke up early enough to witness such beauty. Then again, she might have been a bit biased. How could she not have such appreciation for the morning when her very name was Dawn? Stepping outside of the Pokemon Center she had spent the night in, Dawn paused to raise her arms over her head, fingers interlocking as she stretched out in the sunlight with a big smile on her face. She couldn’t explain it, but it felt like today was going to be a good day somehow. Maybe she would make a new friend in her journey as a Pokemon trainer, or possibly catch a new Pokemon. Maybe if she was really lucky, she might even get to see a legendary Pokemon today. Dawn giggled to herself a bit. She was only a couple months into her adventure; meeting a legendary Pokemon out of the blue was still a long ways off. Then again, she had been through quite a bit already, having crossed paths with the sinister Team Galactic and even witnessing the three lake spirit Pokemon, although in dangerous circumstances. Even after all that, it still felt like she had only just gotten started, especially after seeing how much her friends had grown in such a short time. Oh well, she wasn’t going to keep up with her friends just by standing around wondering about it. Turning to the road that lead outside of the city, Dawn felt that sense of excitement and nervousness that always came up when she was about to set off on a new trail. It always reminded her of when she left home for the first time. “Okay, let’s see here,” she said as she opened up her bag. “Potions, check! Repels, check! Food and water, check!” She zipped up the bag and grabbed one of the Pokeballs on her belt, this one containing a Riolu she managed to catch a month ago. “Pokémon at full health, check!” Putting it back, she looked down at her clothes, a black top and pink mini-skirt with a long scarf and tall, pink boots. “Clean, cute outfit… mostly check.” Dawn patted her head, lacking the beanie she loved to wear up until about a week ago after an incident involving a Grimer that she really didn’t want to think about. “I hope the next city has a good hat store,” she said with a grimace. Shaking her head, Dawn returned her focus to the task at hand. “Alright, looks like I’m ready to set off again!” she declared with a smile. Walking with a spring in her step, Dawn hummed a tune as she left the town behind her. Adventure awaited, and she was certain she was prepared for anything today could throw at her. “I knew I was forgetting something.” Dawn muttered this to herself, even though nobody was around to hear her. Well, there might have been a Pokémon or two behind some of the trees in the forest she found herself in, but she didn’t want them hearing, either. The thing she had forgotten about was not an important item or a crucial step in preparing her Pokemon for any dangers ahead. Rather, it was a simple part of her morning rituals she had neglected in her excitement to head off to a new city. Specifically, it was something involving the bathroom and her bladder filled with a night’s worth of liquids. The more time had passed, the more she had come to regret her forgetfulness. Dawn paused to take a moment to rest, leaning against a tree with her legs lightly rubbing together. How long had she been walking today? Not even a couple hours, but still plenty of time for her drink from breakfast to go through her body. The water she had been sipping along the way didn’t help, either. The thought occurred to her that maybe now was a good time to take a quick break. She was alone in the woods with plentiful cover and plenty of tissues in her bag. Circumstances could not be any more ideal for her. She could almost hear the relieving sound of water piddling against the earth right now… Wait, she really was hearing that. Turning her head, she soon found its source. A wild Buneary stood before a tree, a big grin on his face as a yellow stream flew from between his legs, making a puddle that ran down the trunk and onto its roots. Dawn gasped both in surprise and disgust, making the Buneary’s ear twitch and eyes snap open in panic. It turned and darted into the bushes, leaving a trail of urine along the ground as his bladder kept draining even while he fled. “Guess I won’t be catching that one,” sighed Dawn. It was disappointing to let a Pokemon get away so easily, but worse than that, the sight of something handling its business only made her body yearn for relief that much more. It reminded her of a memory from long ago, when she was just a little girl. She really didn’t want to remember it, but the details were just as vivid as the day it happened: standing at the bathroom line in the park plaza, dancing in place with one hand between her legs and the other in her mom’s hand, trying and failing to not pay attention to the large fountain of cascading water nearby. She did her best, but she still ended up making her own golden waterfall right there, running down her legs and ruining her favorite underwear and sundress while tears streaked down her blushing face. Dawn wished that was the only time such misfortune befell her. Unfortunately, potty troubles were a somewhat regular problem for her growing up, as her ability to hold was never up to par with the other kids her age. Every time it happened, she would swear to herself that she would learn to hold it better when she grew up. Now was the time to prove that to herself. If she could just could hold it until she reached the next town, it would show how much she has grown in her travels. Standing back up, she set off on the path again with a look of determination. “I can do this,” she said to herself, “I’m a grown trainer just like my friends. I won’t let something like this stop me, no sir!” “Oooh, I hope I get there soon!” The sun had reached the middle of the sky, yet there were still no signs that Dawn was nearing the next city. The forest continued to stretch on as far as she could see, certainly not a good sight for her morale. It also did not help that her walking had slowed since that morning. The confident stride she once had was now replaced by a stiff shuffle, with her legs pressed together and a hand placed between them. Her bright smile had dropped to a grim frown while her eyes would regularly glance to the bushes and trees on the sides, their presence tempting her further with every passing minute. Worst of all, the path had taken her near a local river, with all the sights and noises that entailed. Just like when she was a kid, Dawn tried her hardest to not look, listen to, or even think about all the rushing water nearby, with limited success. Yet, even with all the protesting her mind and bladder could muster, Dawn simply would not give into their demands. Shaking her head and trying to stand up tall again, Dawn raised a fist and furrowed her brow. “I w-won’t give up,” she declared to the woods around her. “I’ll give everything I have, and I’ll make it, j-just like a real train-eep!” Her bladder’s rebuttal was simple yet effective: with Dawn’s lapse in concentration, it was not hard for a little bit to leak out of her, immediately creating an unpleasant warmth in her underwear. Dawn corrected her mistake at once, shoving her hands right back between her legs, doubling over and putting all her strength into keeping her panties from being dyed any further. Several agonizing seconds passed, but the pressure subsided eventually. Dawn stood upright, letting out a groan while keeping her hands at her groin. Her undies were safe for now, but she got the hint from the leak. “I’m… not gonna make it to the next city like this,” she admitted while glancing to some nearby bushes. “I guess I just have to find a good spot and…” “Raptor!” Dawn yelped at the bird-like shriek from behind her. She started to turn around, but a large shape already blew past her, creating a powerful gust of wind from behind that would have blown her beanie off had she been wearing it. It did, however, lift the back of her skirt straight up, revealing her choice of underwear that day: a light-blue pair of panties with a dark patch at the bottom from the prior leak. “W-what the…!?” Dawn scrambled to fix her skirt while looking for the figure. She soon saw it sitting on a tree branch ahead of her: a Staraptor, a fully-evolved and very aggressive bird Pokemon. From the way it cried at her and flared its wings, she didn’t need her Pokedex to know that it was looking for a fight. With no time to think, Dawn reached to her belt and tossed a Pokeball out of instinct. A bright flash of light appeared, and out popped her Riolu with a cry of its name. “Riolu! Get ready to fight!” yelled Dawn. She pointed at the Staraptor with one hand while the other remained between her legs. “Riolu!” replied her ally. Okay, Dawn, it’s another Pokemon battle, she thought, Just stay calm and remember your tactics. This shouldn’t be a problem! “Raptor!” Before either Dawn or Riolu could react, the Staraptor took off from the branch. It launched forward at a blinding speed, striking Riolu and flying back in almost no time at all. Dawn winced from seeing her Pokémon take a blow so early. Even she didn’t expect their foe to be so quick on the draw. She had to think of something to counter him with, and soon. But try as she might, Dawn quickly realized something: concentrating becomes very difficult when you really need to pee. “Um, er, try a focus blast!” she called out. Her Riolu responded at once, channeling its mental focus into a ball of energy, then launching it right at his target. But just as it was about to strike, the Staraptor darted to the side, and the energy blasted against the tree behind him instead. “Shoot! Use brick break!” Next, the Riolu waited for his foe to dart forward before raising his hand and delivering a powerful downward chop. Unfortunately, he met with the same result, the Staraptor dodging at the last second, but this time with Riolu left unbalanced and open to attack. “L-Look out!” But it was already too late. The Staraptor flew back and made a u-turn, then flew straight forward with its wings outstretched. He clipped right into Riolu, dragging him with it and sending him tumbling a good distance away. “Riiii!” he cried out in pain. “Riolu!” Only now did Dawn remember the advantage flying Pokemon had over fighting Pokemon. She grabbed the Pokeball and aimed it at Riolu to recall him, but then quickly found another reason to gasp. With Riolu knocked out of the way, the Staraptor had banked around and was now charging towards a new target: her. Time seemed to slow to a crawl as the fearsome bird flew straight at her. She could only stare with her body frozen in fright. Somewhere in the back of her mind, she noted something spurting into her underwear again just before she could see the whites of its eyes. “Riii!” But the Staraptor’s attack never came. Instead, it met the hard strike of Riolu’s charged palm against its face, sending it careening into a nearby tree. From there, it slumped to the ground with dazed eyes, clearly fainted from the impact. “R-Riolu?” Dawn blinked. “Rio, Rio!” he replied, looking at her with a smile and raised fist. Dawn could only smile. He may have been young, but he was one of the toughest Pokemon she knew. “Th-thank you-oh!” With the immediate danger over, Dawn’s other problem came roaring back. She felt not just a spurt, but a dribble leak through her panties, and the faint sound of it hitting the ground reached her ears. “Ah!” She snapped her legs together and buried a hand as far as it could go between them. “R-Riolu?” asked her Pokémon. Shoot, I can’t let him see this! “Uh, b-back to your Pokeball, Riolu!” she replied, aiming his Pokeball at him. A red beam emerged, enveloping Riolu and returning him inside. With no one to witness her, Dawn shoved her other hand into her groin, but it did little good. The dribble had not stopped, and she could now feel it getting on her hands, down her legs, and onto the front of her skirt. “N-no, no, please,” she whimpered. She tried to move towards a bush or tree, but her legs were firmly locked in place. All she could manage was a slight shuffle backwards. She didn’t get very far with that. With her eyes shut in desperate focus, Dawn didn’t notice the dip in the trail right behind her. The next thing she knew, she was stumbling backwards until she totally lost balance and fell onto her bottom with a yelp, her legs spread wide and revealing her damp undies to the world again. For a moment, Dawn could only sit there and focus on her sore butt, until she realized how wet it felt as well. Her cheeks burned red as the undeniable truth hit her. Against her deepest wishes, Dawn had made the last jump from leaking to fully peeing herself. It was no small accident, either. So much pee sprayed out of her that she could hear a hissing noise among the piddling sounds down there. Her panties, already sporting a big dark spot, became thoroughly soaked. It was enough to add a slight stain to the light-blue garment, and to make the pee run along the outside. Her urine only spread out from there, saturating the back of her skirt and forming a puddle that grew and grew. Dawn couldn’t lie, it felt good to finally let out all that pee. Really good, in fact. But it could never make up for the fact that she was wetting herself, just like the hopeless little girl that she used to be. No, she still was that girl, no better than before she left her home to become a trainer. “N-not again,” she choked out between sobs. Her vision grew blurred from tears, so she closed her eyes and let the hopelessness and failure sink in like the urine staining her clothes. The trainer’s path was no place for someone like her, and she knew it now more than ever. But before any other such thoughts came up, a strange sound the she had never heard before got her attention. Dawn slowly opened her eyes and lifted her head to find a weird light in front of her, and in the middle of that light… “M-Mesprit?” Dawn thought she had to be seeing things. A lake spirit Pokémon floating right in front of her, and now of all times? Had she lost her marbles now? Yet, as they made eye contact, something strange happened. The sadness and failure that weighed her down so much seemed to fade away. Was Mesprit doing this to her? Whether it was by magic or not, Dawn could think about her accident in a less condemning light now. Now that she thought about it, it was pretty silly of her to try and hold it when she could have gone at any time. After all her adventures already, she didn’t need to prove anything to herself. This mishap was not proof of her failure, but just another lesson to be learned on her journey as a trainer. In any case, Dawn no longer wanted to sit in her puddle and feel sorry for herself. She stood back up and fixed her skirt, wincing at her hands touching the cool, wet fabric. “Th-thank you so much,” she said as she looked back to the Mesprit. “Huh?” But it was no longer there. Not only had it disappeared, but the light and strange noises were gone as well. Dawn looked all around her, but no trace that Mesprit had visited her could be found. Dawn sighed in disappointment, but then thought better of it. Maybe it was for the best that it left so soon. They would meet again when she had earned the chance, she just knew it. “I’ll become a better trainer. I swear it!” But first, she had other things to take care of. Her Riolu needed some care after such a rough fight, and he was probably worried about her to boot. More importantly, she really wanted to get cleaned up now, preferably before anyone saw her wet skirt and undies. The nearby river seemed like a good place to get all that done, and maybe take a break while she was at it. “I hope the water’s not too cold!” Dawn declared as she set off, leaving the puddle to dry under the sun. The morning may have passed, but this Dawn would stay on her path for as long as it took. 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  14. The young blonde haired woman sat in the back of the reception hall at her assigned table watching the newly wed couple share their first dance as husband and wife. Serena was happy for her childhood friend, she really was, but deep down inside she couldn’t help but feel an inkling of jealousy watching –her- dancing with him. A frightening thought popped into her head briefly. It could have been me. What would have happened had she confessed her feelings to him way back then? Would it be her now dressed in white shoving cake into his mouth? She smiled briefly seeing his youthful happy face. At least he’s happy, she thought with a heavy sigh. Serena secretly wondered as she stared at the redhead dressed in white if she was pregnant. She amused herself thinking of the most un-romantic scenarios that brought this wedding to fruition. Heaven forbid it was because he actually loved her- that would be boring. Serena hated to admit it, but Misty did look gorgeous in her wedding dress. It was Pikachu though, Ash’s best man, that stole the show looking absolutely adorable dressed in a little tux. They even had an Eevee playing the part of the ring bearer. Serena clapped along with everybody else once the couple’s first dance was over and the floor was opened up as the DJ began playing music. She scanned the crowd for anyone she might know, but it seemed she was a little out of place, so she sat alone for some time at the table until Ash was free to talk to. She’d give her obligatory congratulations, have dinner and take off. The two girls who joined her at the table soon snapped her out of her thoughts. “Is anyone sitting here? I know it’s assigned seating, but I had to get away from them for a little while.” The black haired girl said as Serena motioned for her to go ahead and sit down. “Thanks, the love birds are making me sick.” She explained pulling out the chair and taking a seat. “I’m Emily, Ash’s sister.” “Oh, hello, I’m Serena. I used to travel with Ash back in the day.” She explained. “I’m Dawn,” Another girl said sitting down on Serena’ s right. It was the color of her hair that Serena had first noticed. Something new; something blue. She watched her for a moment out of the corner of her eye as the two girls continued their previous conversation. The black haired girl kept going on and on about different plants as Dawn nodded politely every once in a while. Serena figured she’d take this moment to excuse herself from the table and go change. Clearly she wouldn’t be missing anything conversation wise. Once alone in the bathroom stall, Serena lifted up her dress and slid down the used garment. She cringed in disgust that she had actually had to use that thing during the ceremony. Her mother had insisted she come prepared just in case as weddings had a tendency to drag on. After a brief argument, she had agreed to wear it. After quickly cleaning herself and slipping on the pair of panties she had brought with her in her purse, Serena debated what she should do with the evidence. No trash can, of course, she thought looking around in her stall. She’d have to take it with her and toss it in the trashcan by the sink. Serena peeked through the crack in the door to make sure the coast was clear before exiting while holding the disgusting thing at arms length away from her. Serena froze in place as the door opened, leaving her standing in shock while holding a wet diaper as both Emily and Dawn entered. “It’s not what it looks like!” she blurted out while regretting it the moment the words left her lips. All she had done was successfully draw attention to herself. Emily looked from Serena to the sodden granny panty looking undergarment that she held away from her with disgust. Emily’s green eyes softened in understanding as she put the pieces together first. “No big deal,” she said with a shrug before entering a stall leaving Serena and Dawn standing awkwardly together. “So, uh, you saving that for someone?” Dawn asked in jest after Serena had made no attempts to move from the spot she seemed glued to in order to throw it away. Serena’s face began to glow bright red as she finally found her footing and voice as she made quick work of disposing of the evidence before washing her hands. Emily soon re-emerged. “Did something happen?” she asked her noticing Serena’s red face and puffy eyes. “You’re new to wearing diapers, aren’t you?” “I don’t wear diapers!” Serena shot back as Dawn raised an eyebrow at her. “All the time…” she mumbled at the end. “I used to have to wear them all the time.” Emily said, “ I used to be so scared of people finding out, but after a while, you don’t really care anymore. I’m guessing by your reaction it’s new to you, since you looked like you were caught murdering someone.” Know it all, Serena thought before sighing. “Got thrown off a Rhyhorn during a race.” “Ooh.” Both Emily and Dawn said with a grimace. “I’m still healing, I tore some muscles down there and haven’t been able to hold it for long periods. I thought it would be rude to keep having to leave during the ceremony…” Serena explained. “Well I hope you get better!” Dawn said cheerfully. “Now are we going to stay in this bathroom all night, or are we going to eat? I’m starving!” The others nodded in agreement and filed out of the ladies room. On the way back to the table, the group passed a bulletin board of various advertisements and announcements of upcoming attractions coming into town. It had happened so fast that if Serena hadn’t been looking in that particular direction, she would have missed what Emily tore from the board and crumpled up. “What was that about?” Serena whispered to Dawn as Emily tossed the crumpled up flyer in the trash. “No idea, “ she whispered back giggling. “I’m going to find out. Distract her!” She said while slipping away and heading back to the trashcan as if she were an secret agent on a mission searching for clues. She flashed Serena a smile before sticking her hand in the trash and retrieving the crumped ball of paper that seemed to have upset the other girl so much. Serena smiled back as she let herself get wrapped up in Dawn’s boisterous personality and search for answers. “Where’d Dawn go?” Emily asked taking a seat at their table before picking up her fork and digging into the plate of fettuccine alfredo that was being served for dinner. “So, are you a trainer or…?” Serena asked to distract her. “Well, I have a few pokemon, but I’m interning at the Pokemon Center in Cerulean City.” Emily said between bites of food. “Nice, but I have no idea where that is. I’m not from around here.” Serena said taking a sip of her wine. She caught Emily staring at it with a hint of longing in her eyes before she sighed and took a drink from her soda. “Hey, sorry, I’m back.” Dawn said sitting in between the two before winking at Serena and passing her a torn up picture of a brunette haired girl she recognized from several Silph Co. advertisements she had seen hanging up around town. So strange, she thought folding it up and slipping it into her purse. “Hello, ladies, “ A waiter said appearing with a bottle of wine. “ May I top of your glasses?” “Thank you,” both Serena and Dawn said as their glasses were refilled. Emily glanced at the empty wine glass next to her before pushing it forward in a failed attempt to get some. “May I see your trainer card, miss?” The waiter asked as Emily hung her head in defeat and mumbled something that sounded like a “never mind”. Dawn flashed a mischievous smile at Serena before taking a long and drawn out sip from her glass. “Mmm, isn’t the wine here spectacular?” “It is; it really goes great with dinner.” Serena agreed having to hold back her giggles. “You want some, Emily?” Dawn asked offering her glass to the girl whose eyes sparkled as she nodded her head and began reaching for it. Dawn pulled it away just out of arms reach and smiled. “First you have to tell us what that was all about with the poster.” Serena smiled behind her glass. Dawn was good, maybe she was a secret agent after all, she thought with a laugh. Emily frowned while thinking it over. “I just don’t like advertisements.” She answered. “Do you believe her?” Dawn asked Serena. “Not a chance,” Serena said. “Too bad, this really is good wine.” “Fine,” Emily said rolling her eyes. “It’s because of the girl on the flyer.” “Go on.” Dawn said inching the glass a little closer towards Emily. “Whatcha got against the new prez of Silph Co?” “We, umm, used to date.” Emily mumbled. Dawn and Serena exchanged a look of surprise. They had expected a response like, “She was a stuck up bitch,” or something, but a confession of a past lesbian love? Serena nodded as Dawn handed over her glass, but Emily now seemed to be lost in thought. Now this conversation was much more interesting than plants. “Now when you said date, you mean you were actually…?” Serena asked. “Dating.” “You had a girl friend?” Dawn asked a little doubtful as Emily nodded seemingly interested now in a half-eaten piece of garlic bread. “Were you two serious?” Serena asked completely intrigued. “I guess,” Emily mumbled taking a sip from the glass of wine. “Did you two…do it?” Dawn blurted out as Serena nearly choked on her fork. Way to be subtle. The girl being questioned turned a bright red before knocking back the rest of the wine like it was a shot. Well that’s a yes, Serena thought taking the empty glass away and replacing it with her full one. “This might sound like a dumb question, but…umm, how?” Dawn asked as Emily nearly spit out her drink. “With, umm, fingers…” Emily whispered with a blush as both Dawn and Serena leaned in closer to hear. Now this, Serena thought, was an interesting topic. “And one time a vibrator in the shower.” Serena shifted her weight a bit in the chair to get comfortable, she hadn’t expected this topic to get her flustered, but it was having an obvious impact yet she wanted to know more. “What other stories do you have?” Serena asked in a hushed tone trying to keep the excitement from her voice. “Well, one time we went to the store and bought some whipped cream and chocolate syrup.” Emily said getting a little more comfortable. Serena figured it was because of the one and a half glasses she drank, but if it meant keeping the story going and getting some juicy details, she’d order her an entire bottle if that were what it would take. “Yeah,” Both Serena and Dawn said pressing for more. “And some rope.” Emily admitted… “Then she, umm, tied me up to the bed…” “Yes!” Both girls said again wide-eyed. “She poured chocolate syrup on me in certain places and then licked it off.” Emily admitted blushing fiercely. “That’s pretty, umm…” Dawn started to say. “Hot.” Serena said as Dawn nodded in agreement. “I just have one more question for you; how far along is Misty?” Serena asked. “Three months…” Emily admitted before grimacing as she realized what she just said. “Knew it!” Serena said. “EMILY KETCHUM!” a shout said next to the table as an angry looking woman with hands on her hips approached. “That better not be alcohol you’re drinking!” Delia shouted. “Shit,” Emily said underneath her breath before she was dragged away by the ear towards the family table with Emily gasping in pain the whole way. “Awe, there goes our fun,” Dawn said before stretching. “Want to go walk around out front and feed the Pidgey’s?” “Yeah, sure,” Serena agreed as the pair left the reception hall and wandered around out front, remnants of dinner rolls in hand. The pair walked around for what felt like hours, talking and laughing while throwing a few bread crumbs here and there. Serena was surprised at how easily she got along with Dawn and how fast the two had cliqued. In no time at all it felt like they had been friends for years despite having only met a few hours ago. They reminisced about the good old days of traveling with Ash. Before she could stop herself, Serena was telling her all about the huge crush she used to have on him and the strange hollow feeling she felt watching him marry someone else. “It makes sense, he was your first love after all.” Dawn said after listening to Serena pour her heart out. “I’m just guessing though, I don’t know what love feels like. Some nights though, I wonder what it would be like to be held in someone’s arms while I fall asleep.” “It’s one of the best feelings.” Serena said with a sigh. “It’s been a long time though.” She said sitting on the grassy hill overlooking the pond. “Who knew the bookworm earlier was in a sexual relationship with another girl?” “Right? I was so surprised! Here I was thinking that girl had to be the most boring person on the planet. That conversation sure took a turn.” Dawn said. “Guess we shouldn’t judge people so fast.” “Yeah,” Serena said now eye-level with Dawn’s waist. A sudden violent rustling in the nearby trees turned their attention as a strong gust of wind came rushing through sending leaves and flower petals dancing through the air. A sudden gasp from Dawn caused Serena to glance over and catch sight of the girl fighting a loosing battle with her skirt as it blew up revealing her childish cartoon panties. “Don’t laugh!” Dawn said fake sulking with an obvious tinted red face. Serena wasn’t sure if it was from the cold or embarrassment, but it made the girl look cute. “Piplup panties, huh?” Serena said giggling. “How old are you?” “You’re one to talk, diaper girl.” Dawn said sticking out her tongue playfully. “I’m not wearing a diaper.” Serena said while rolling her eyes. “Oh, yeah? Prove it.” Dawn challenged with a smirk. She hadn’t expected Serena to accept as she had only been joking, but her eyes went wide as the blonde stood and lifted up the hem of her dress as Dawn got a good look of the much more mature red lacey undergarments. “No diaper,” Serena said now smirking herself at the blush that had formed across Dawn’s face. “I never turn down a challenge.” “Fancy,” Dawn said once she found her voice. “Where’d you get them?” “I made them.” “What? You made them?” Dawn asked in surprise. “I design lingerie.” Serena said. “I have a whole line out in stores. You’d look pretty good in the blue ones.” “Wow, nice. Heh, thanks, but it’s not like I have plans for anyone to see them anytime soon.” Dawn said squatting down to pick up a dandelion. “For someone who says they aren’t going to be seen, Piplup sure seems to be making an awful lot of appearances today.” Serena teased after getting another good look in between the other girls legs. Dawn stuck out her tongue again before sitting down next to her on the hill as the two watched the sunset together. She wasn’t sure why, but Serena really wanted to put her arm around Dawn; she was just so cute and childish. She found herself leaning closer towards her until their hands accidentally brushed against each other. Serena could see the blush on the other girl’s face in the fading sunlight, but she made no move to pull her hand away so Serena held it in hers. Dawn’s hand was so smooth and so-unlike a man’s. It fit perfectly within her own. Another cold wind swept across landscape as the two shivered together, but this time it was Dawn who huddled up closer. Serena tentatively wrapped an arm around her as Dawn leaned in and let herself rest against Serena’s side. Something about this just felt so right to her; she wouldn’t even mind staying like this for the rest of the night. If only she didn’t have to pee. Serena quietly cursed under her breath as she tried to shift. This had been so nice. Why now of all times? She tried to hold it as best she could, but her constant shifting and squirming alerted Dawn to a problem. “Something the matter?” she asked. “You seem uncomfortable, is this too weird for you?” she asked sitting up. “No, no! It’s not you, I was actually enjoying this.” Serena admitted as Dawn smiled. “I have to pee,” She mumbled. “Can’t you hold it?” Dawn teased leaning back into her. “No, I’m sorry.” Serena admitted before muttering. “Stupid Rhyhorn.” Dawn quickly sat up as her eyes went wide in revelation. “I totally forgot about that.” She admitted. “We walked pretty far from the hotel, can you make it back?” “Umm, I’m not sure. I’ll try.” She said sitting up and getting to her feet. “You can always just go in the trees if you don’t think you can make it.” Dawn said pointing to the rows of pine trees. “We’re not kids anymore, Dawn.” Serena said with a scowl. “If you gotta go, you gotta go.” She said with a shrug. “I’d rather just hold it.” Serena said looking around. “I’m going to head back.” Dawn nodded in agreement as the two set off towards the hotel. About fifteen minutes into the walk Serena grimaced as she felt the pressure becoming more and more unbearable as she let out a groan. “Are you gonna be ok?” Dawn asked in concern. “You can squeeze my hand if you wa- I TAKE IT BACK! LET GO LET GO!” She whimpered holding her crushed fingers. Serena crossed her legs before continuing on the trek back, but froze in place at the first signs of leakage. “No no no,” she moaned as warm droplets began snaking down her legs. She looked around in a panic, but there was no cover anywhere. She could either squat down in front of Dawn right here and now or wet herself while walking. The blue haired girl smiled sympathetically at her in understanding. She wasn’t going to make it and they both knew it. “Damn it, I’m sorry,” Serena mumbled stopping in defeat as she lifted her dress out of the way. It was already too late for her underwear so she didn’t even bother moving them out of the way. She hadn’t even been able to squat down before she lost control as warm urine streamed down her legs. At least she could save her dress she thought with a pitiful laugh. “Should have gone in the trees like you said, you must think I’m disgusting now.” She said choking back a sob. “Hey, it’s okay, it happens.” Dawn said trying to reassure her while putting a hand on her shoulder. “I’m 24-years-old and this is the third time I’ve had an accident in front of someone since the injury. I came to Kanto to get away from what happened in my home region and all I did was create more painful memories!” “Shh, shh, it’s okay, I promise. I don’t think you’re disgusting.” Dawn said rubbing the other girl’s back. “You’re a beautiful and talented designer who just needs a bit more time to heal is all. Now c’mon, take those wet panties off before you get sick.” “So not how my underwear is supposed to come off at a wedding.” Serena half-laughed and half-cried. “Heh, would you rather me take them off?” Dawn blurted out before cringing and covering her mouth as both girl’s blushed fiercely. “Not when they’re like this,” Serena said moving in quickly before she lost the nerve and kissed Dawn’s cheek. She cringed while reaching up and pulled down her soaked panties while Dawn held her face where Serena’s lips had brushed against them. “So what happened in your home region?” Dawn asked once she had recovered from the shock. “Wet myself on stage during a fashion show.” Serena mumbled holding her wet undergarments in the crook of her index finger. “I’m sorry, that must have been horrible.” Dawn said cringing at the thought. “It wasn’t my most glamorous moment.” Serena admitted with a sigh. Dawn smiled sympathetically as she took the blondes hand in hers. “Thank you for being so sweet and understanding, I’ve really enjoyed getting to know you.” “I’ve enjoyed hanging out with you as well,” Dawn said. “I feel so comfortable around you; It doesn’t feel like we just met.” She admitted locking eyes with Serena with a kind and gentle smile as she leaned back against a thin pine tree. “I feel the same,” Serena said tucking her soiled underwear into her purse before meeting Dawn’s gaze. She felt her heart beating rapidly inside her chest as she looked into the girl’s sea blue eyes that seemed to beckon her closer. Serena’s outstretched hand moved automatically, as if it was on auto-pilot, gently brushing Dawn’s long bangs out of her eyes. “You’re really pretty.” Serena said quietly as her face inched closer and closer. “So are you,” Dawn whispered back sliding her palm across Serena’s face. “Go on, I dare you.” “You know I never back down from a challenge.” Serena whispered back lightly pressing her lips against Dawn’s. “You call that a kiss?” Dawn teased when they broke apart before leaning in for more. Her arms found their way around Serena’s neck as they each found their rhythm. Dawn’s lips sent a serious of strange, but not un-pleasant, sensations coursing through Serena’s body. She wanted to feel more of her. She wanted to know every inch of her mouth and lips and wanted to feel more of her pressed against her. “Where are you staying?” Serena finally asked once the two had broken a part for air. “The pokemon center.” Dawn said resting her head on Serena’s shoulder as she let the others woman’s arms hold her against her body. “I’ve got a room at the hotel. You could stay with me.” Serena whispered. “How many beds are there?” “Just one.” Serena said softly taking her by the hand. ………………………………………………………………………………………………………… The two girls sat side by side on the hotel bed after each had had a turn in the shower. “I knew you’d look amazing in the blue ones.” Serena said admiring Dawn’s body in the lacy blue lingerie. “They go great with your hair.” “Thanks.” Dawn said with a nervous smile looking down at her body. “I’ve never worn anything like this before.” “You look great.” Serena said again sporting a matching pink set of her own. “I-I-don’t know what to do.” Dawn admitted after a moment of awkward and tense silence. “I’m not quite sure either, to be honest.” Serena said. “We can just start where we left off and see what happens.” She said taking her hand and running her fingers through Dawn’s wet hair. The other nodded and gave a nervous giggle before continuing their kiss from earlier only breaking apart occasionally to breathe and turn on some music. “Can I touch you?” Dawn asked as Serena nodded her head. Dawn gently took her palm and slowly traced down the girls shoulders until she hesitantly came to rest on top of her bra. Serena nodded her approval again before Dawn lightly cupped her breast in her hands through the lacey material. Serena resumed their kiss as she began to explore Dawn’s chest as well before reaching down and slowly feeling her stomach, hips and thighs. “Can I touch you here?” Serena asked resting a finger a top the other’s panties as Dawn hesitantly nodded. Serena very carefully and slowly traced along the various bumps that pressed against the fabric inside. After a few slow and teasing laps she began to feel moisture against her fingers. “You’re getting wet.” Serena whispered as Dawn’s face turned red. She slipped her fingers inside the waistband of her panties and began teasing her directly as Dawn’s legs twitched a little involuntarily. “Do you masturbate, Dawn?” she asked as the blue haired girl shook her head. “So you’ve never had anything inside of you?” Another no. “I don’t want to hurt you, so I have an idea.” Serena said pulling her damp fingers away and pulling Dawn’s body to the edge of the bed as she sat between her legs on the floor and pulled the blue panties down Dawn’s legs. “What are you doing?” Dawn asked as she let herself be positioned as she stared up at the ceiling. “SE-SER-SERENA!” she gasped closing her legs at the unexpected sensation. “Shh, it’s ok. Just enjoy it.” Serena said patting the girl’s thigh reassuringly and opening her legs. “I’ll make you feel good.” “But..but it’s dir- AHH!” Dawn moaned clenching the bedding in her fists as she twitched at the strange yet wonderful sensation of Serena’s tongue. “Oh god, Oh god.” “See, I told you.” Serena said between licks as she held down Dawn’s squirming legs. After a few minute’s she could feel Dawn’s lower parts beginning to twitch against her tongue while she alternated between licking and sucking as the girl’s moaning grew louder. “I..feel…strange!” Dawn moaned. “Something’s going to come out! Stop!” “It means… you’re going to… cum. It’s…okay…to…cum…” “N-no! I feel like I’m going to pee!” “It’s okay, it happens. It’s why I moved you off the bed. There’s an ice bucket under you, don’t worry.” Serena said rubbing her to keep the sensation going so she could talk. “Just relax and ride it out.” She said before going back to her previous method of stimulation. “Ahh, Serena!” Dawn moaned. “It feels so hot! Ahh! Serena! Serena! I can’t hold it much longer!” “Just…let…it…happen….before you do, say, ‘I’m coming,’” “Ahh, ahh!” Dawn panted locking her knees around Serena’s head. “C-can’t hold it! I’m cumming! I’m cumming!” She yelled as Serena pulled her head back in the nic of time as liquid began trickling into the bucket below. …………………………………………………………………………………………………… “That…was…amazing.” The blue haired girl said rolling over and wrapping her arms around Serena. “Thank you.” She mumbled before letting out a long yawn. “You’re pretty good yourself, Miss-I-Have-No-Idea-What-I’m-Doing.” Serena teased kissing her forehead and pulling her in closer as the two fell asleep in each others arms…
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