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    As I fill up the bathtub I become desperate to pee. I decide to pee into the bathtub, which makes me horny. As a result I masturbate until I cum into the bathtub.
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  2. View File Fill it Quicker - Desperate piss and cum in bathtub As I fill up the bathtub I become desperate to pee. I decide to pee into the bathtub, which makes me horny. As a result I masturbate until I cum into the bathtub. Submitter pp_pant Submitted 01/08/2024 Category Male  
  3. Summary: After over four years of hanging with the wrong crowd, Fiona finally decides enough is enough and dumps Scourge. Now, stuck out in the wilderness with nowhere to go as a storm rages on, the vixen spots a small shack, an answer to her prayers. Little does she know, the shack belongs to a certain two-tailed fox, and after those three glasses of water she drank, she just might find herself in a troubling spot... Notes: All characters involved in omorashi are age 18 or higher. Copied from my AO3 account. Feel free to check it out here for a complete collection of my work! https://archiveofourown.org/users/Awsometime/works “Well this is just... great!” The shivering red vixen’s words were swallowed up by the howling wind and pitter-patter of rain on leaves and wood as she trudged through the dense forest. She looked up at the darkened sky, quickly regretting her decision as a raindrop from the powerful storm pelted her eye. “Ah, damnit!” Fiona cursed as she stomped in frustration, kicking up a puddle of water and making herself even wetter. She cursed again. “Of all the nights...” she began, her words being broken up by a shiver as her black, skin-tight top and pants did little to protect her from the cold. “Of all the nights that I could’ve chosen to dump that green asshole, why did it have to be on a night I didn’t check the weather?!” Her tail swished angrily behind her as she continued her aimless trek, keeping her vulpine eyes peeled for any hint of civilization. But as the storm stretched out as far as she could see, her hope began to fade along with the last bit of muffled sunlight. Fiona instinctually rubbed her arms, which only served as a way to mat her soaked fur. “Just need to… find somewhere for tonight.” Right as the last of daytime faded, a slight twinkle beyond the trees caught Fiona’s eye. With a hopeful gasp, she trudged toward its source. She darted through the forest, almost colliding with several trees in the low light. But not a minute later, she stepped into a clearing. The red vixen was now in what appeared to be some sort of ruins. The lush, green forest floor had almost immediately transitioned into barren rock, and she could finally see more than a few feet in front of her. Though the odd rock formations and buildings in the distance would’ve otherwise intrigued her, Fiona was far more interested in the source of the light she’d seen. Sure enough, as she glanced atop a cliff not too far away, she saw a small, orange structure, sticking out amongst the ruins as the only modern looking building. “Oh jeez, yes!” Fiona exhaled as the thought of a roof over her head lit an inspiring fire within her. She took off toward the building, being careful not to trip over a fallen pillar or one of many other discarded relics. As the wind and rain continued their assault, the vixen finally reached the door and placed a series of determined knocks on its wood. “Hello, is anyone in there?” she called as steadily as she could. “Please, I’m stuck out here in the storm. I just need a place to stay until morning!” She received no response, and the door remained locked, a barrier between her and protection. Fiona stepped back and growled, her frustration no doubt influencing her as she weighed her options. The light pouring out of the windows on the side told Fiona that the place was, at the very least, not abandoned. At best, the little hut had no permanent occupant and was already inhabited by someone like her; At worst, whoever owned the place wasn’t interested in letting her in. With another irritated growl, the fed-up fox made up her mind. “Well, either way, someone’s gonna learn to share tonight!” Taking another step back, Fiona pushed off the ground and forward, bringing her leg out in front. Her booted foot made contact with the door, and its older lock gave way almost immediately. It swung open and slammed against the inner wall of the house, closing partially before Fiona grabbed and pushed it back. After stepping inside and fervently shaking the water from her fur, the fox was greeted with about what she’d expected. Discarded machine parts littered a desk off to the left of the room, and a staircase was against the far wall. “Hmph! Whoever owns this place, they’ve gotta work on their interior decorating,” scoffed Fiona as she sashayed in like she was the new owner. While observing a few more of the house’s features, she found herself clearing her throat rather often. This, along with the rain hammering the walls, made her realize something. “Man, I’m parched!” Eyeing a sink she’d spotted earlier, Fiona strutted up to it and then started carelessly throwing open the cupboards above it. “Let’s see here… cups?” Upon throwing open a cupboard beneath the counter, the vixen found what she was looking for. “Ah, there we are! ‘Bout time!” To Fiona’s delight, the sink worked like a charm. It splashed a torrent of cold, clear water into her glass on demand, and soon, she was letting out a refreshed sigh as the last of it tumbled down her dry throat. She wiped off her lips before retrieving another glassful. After two refills, the fox felt satisfied, and she dropped the cup into the sink. The sink… “Wait, what’s that?” Fiona’s eyes shot back to a small design on the sink in a double take. They grew wide as saucers as she saw a familiar logo of two orange, white-tipped tails beneath the faucet. “Don’t tell me this is-” “A really bad idea on your part? Ok, I won’t tell you, then.” Those youthful words were the last she heard before the impact of a hard object against the back of her head robbed her of her faculties. She stumbled back and collapsed into someone’s arms, looking up just in time to see a hint of orange fur before the last of her vision faded to black. ==== Fiona awoke with a start, darting her eyes every which way to take in her surroundings. However, a throbbing sensation on the back of her head brought her actions to a screeching halt. Instinctually, Fiona’s right hand tried to shoot up and cradle the wound, but it met resistance. “Huh?” she exhaled as she looked back at her arms, only now finally starting to realize the situation she was in. “Oh, you’re awake.” The vixen knew that voice anywhere. Her mind raced to recall the logo she’d seen right before passing out, and her eyes followed the sound to an inevitable sight. Leaning against the opposite wall, with his twin tails swishing behind him and a light scowl on his face, was none other than Miles Prower. He stared back at her restrained form, tied to a chair at her legs, waist, and hands, with locks around each of the ropes for good measure. “T… Tails?!” “Don’t call me that,” demanded the fox in swift retaliation. “Only my friends get to call me that.” With a whirlpool of questions raging through her head, Fiona decided to ask the most important one, that being, “Tails, why am I tied up?” The fox withdrew his gaze and let out a patronizing scoff. “Why wouldn’t you be? You’re the enemy.” “Tails…” “I told you, it’s Miles . Someone who runs around with Scourge is no friend of mine!” “I…” “No. I’m done hearing excuses. I’m done being treated like I’m just some dumb, lovestruck kid!” snapped Tails, baring his fangs as he took an authoritative step forward. “I don’t want to hear your lies anymore!” “Tails, I dumped Scourge!” “I’m sick of- what?” With an annoyed sigh, Fiona rolled her eyes and replied, “I dumped that bastard today! That crap he pulled on Moebius was a step too far for me, and it made me realize how dumb I was being. Happy now?” Tails’ mouth hanged agape for a moment, his powerful brain no doubt working overtime to make sense of Fiona’s words. For a moment, his face softened and his shoulders fell. The younger fox opened his mouth to speak, only to close it again. As quickly as it’d come, Tails’ softer expression vanished in favor of a disgusted scowl. “No, I’m not ‘happy now’! You think, after all those years of manipulation and abuse, that you’re just gonna waltz in here and act like I should trust you?!” “No! This was an accident!” Tails gave an amused laugh in response. “Hah! I’m guessing that time you slapped me in the face and ripped my heart out was just an ‘accident’ too, right?” “That was a mistake, that’s different!” “Oh, of course it was!” mocked Tails, his eyes beginning to water. “Well, news flash, Fiona. Maybe four years ago, I’d have fallen for this trick, but guess what? I’m not a dumb twelve year old kid anymore!” “I’m not trying to trick you, Tails!” “Yeah, and Sonic isn’t blue!” “Tails, listen to me!” “I’d rather listen to claws on a chalkboard!” “...” An awkward silence settled over the room, with Tails refusing to take his eyes away from Fiona for even an instant as she struggled with what to say. It was during this time that the vixen’s eyes widened in realization. She looked down at her lower body, recalling the three glasses of water she’d guzzled down Chaos knows how long ago. The liquid had begun to work its way through her, and it’d chosen the worst time to demand an exit, presenting itself as a mild pressure in her abdomen. Oh, Chaos, how was she going to do this? “Uh… Tails?” “Miles.” “Tails, please…” The orange fox crossed his arms and averted his gaze with a stubborn scoff. “Alright, fine. Miles,” began the vixen as she awkwardly fidgeted in her chair. “I know this isn’t the best time to bring this up, but… would you mind if I used your bathroom?” The howling laughter Fiona received was about what she’d expected. She watched in annoyance as Tails held his stomach and wiped his eye with his free hand. “Oh, goodness…” Tails began, recovering from his laughing fit and glancing down at Fiona. “Your little ‘I’ve changed’ plan failed, so now you’re hoping ‘please let me go potty’ will work?” “Tails-” began the fox, cutting herself off and sighing as she realized growling his forbidden name would get her nowhere. “Miles, I promise, I’m not trying to trick you here. You saw me drink all that water before you clocked me!” “Hmph!” grunted the two-tailed fox as his scowl remained on his face. “Well, I’m sure you can hold it until the Freedom Fighters get here.” “When’s that?” “Hah!” mused Tails, looking down at his arm where a teched-out watch was wrapped around his wrist. “Three hours, maybe four, depending on how long Sonic wants his beauty sleep to last.” “Three hours?! There’s no way I can hold it that long!” “You’re acting like I even believe you to begin with!” “Grr… Miles!” Fiona shifted in her chair. The ropes tied around her waist and constricting her bladder certainly weren’t helping her predicament. “Look, just let me piss real quick. After that, I’ll do whatever you want. Hell, I’ll tie myself back up for all I care!” “And I should trust you, because…?” The vixen opened her mouth to reply, only to shut it in an unfortunate realization. There really wasn’t a reason for Tails to trust her. “That’s what I thought.” ==== By the time Tails had told her a little under an hour had passed, Fiona was growing desperate. The mild discomfort in her midsection had graduated to an ache, and her bladder protested with a stinging sensation every time she squirmed in her chair to try and find the most comfortable, and least straining, position. More than once, she’d caught Tails peering over to her with a softer expression. But it disappeared the second he realized she was watching him. With her thighs already rubbing together in discomfort, Fiona figured she had nothing to lose from asking, “Miles, can we talk?” “Your little dance isn’t convincing me.” “Not about that!” Fiona rebutted. “Then I have nothing to gain from talking to you.” “Then just listen!” “...” With a sigh, and forcing her bladder’s concerns to the back of her mind, Fiona began, in the kindest tone she could produce, “Look, Miles. I understand why you’re upset. I would be, too! What I did to you, to everyone, for all those years, it wasn’t right!” “Understatement of the century.” “The point is, I’ve changed since then!” insisted Fiona, leaning forward in her chair, only to immediately wince in regret as the ropes pressed against her uncomfortably full bladder. “You said you were just a stupid kid four years ago, right? Well, so was I! I made a mistake, Miles, a big one!” Fiona watched Tails’ face for any sign of a change, only to come up short. So, she continued, “After my choice to run off with Scourge, things just started to feel more and more… wrong! Like I was doing something stupid, but had no way out. Think about it. Scourge was all I had, Miles! What would you have done if I’d come crawling back to you back then? I think today’s a pretty good indicator!” “We gave you multiple chances to change, and you blew it! You ask what we would’ve done? I don’t know, probably what you deserve!” “And what do I deserve, Tails?” The question’s weight crushed any desire Tails had to correct Fiona on his name. He stared back at her blankly, trying to muster up a response. “Do I deserve to just be alone for the rest of my life, promising people I can change only to be thrown aside like I never can? ‘Cause it sounds to me like that’s exactly what you’re proposing!” “Fiona, I…” Tails’ words gave way to the storm still raging outside. The two stared with nothing but each other and the torrent of rain to keep them company. The vixen watched as hurt washed over his face. “This is… really complicated,” conceded Tails, letting his gaze fall to the floor. “We’ve been enemies for so long, and for you to show up now and… you can’t just expect people to immediately trust you again, Fiona.” “I’m not asking for that!” cried the vixen, lurching forward in her chair and wincing as her bladder shot waves of pain through her body in protest. “I’m just asking you for a chance.” Fiona could’ve sworn she’d seen at least a dozen emotions all take their turn commanding Tails’ face as he stood in quiet contemplation. After what seemed like an eternity, the younger vulpine finally opened his mouth. “I’m gonna need some time to think about this, Fiona.” The vixen nearly bit her lip at the mention of the commodity she was hastily running out of. She stared down at her aching abdomen, weighing her options carefully. As much as she wanted to bring up her need for relief again, even beg him if necessary, she decided against it. The boy needed time, and bringing up her problem now might just make him even more suspicious. With her mind made up, Fiona laid back in her chair and got as comfortable as she could. ==== As the minutes crawled by, Fiona felt her composure being hammered away at. Her legs rubbed together as best they could under their restraints, and she wished desperately that she could at least jam her hands in between them to hold herself. She glanced longingly over at Tails, who had by now dozed off against the wall. Her bladder begged her to wake him, to call his name and beg him to let her out so she could make a mad dash for the bathroom, yank down her pants, and… “Hngh!” whined Fiona, shaking herself from her fantasy before she wet herself then and there. Just a little longer, she thought. Tails was sure to wake up soon! The jingling of the locks stirred the two-tailed fox. He pried his heavy eyes open and turned his attention to the vixen, who was now biting her lip and looking every which way. “Fiona?” Tails’ voice jerking her from her concentration didn’t help the vixen’s desperate state. Fighting the urge to immediately beg him for relief, she looked him in the eye. “T-Tails, you’re up!” Tails took a moment to look Fiona up and down. Clearly, she was either in a lot of pain, or she was a damn good actress. Her bushy red tail jerked behind her as she fervently rubbed her legs together, and beads of sweat poured down her face. “You weren’t lying about having to go, were you?” “No!” Fiona couldn’t stop herself from blurting out as she squirmed desperately. “I didn’t bring it up before, ‘cause you were asleep, and I wanted to give you your time. But now I’ll ask again. Please , Tails, can I go take a piss?” “And you promise, no funny business?” “I’m about to do my ‘business’ all over your chair and floor if you don’t give me somewhere else!” He stared at Fiona again, almost hoping he’d be able to find some hint of deception so he wouldn’t have to make the choice he was about to. “I don’t know…” “Tails, I’ll behave myself, I swear! I’ll tell the Freedom Fighters everything I know, I’ll even rat out that bastard Scourge for you! Just please, let me take a damn leak!” Whether the vixen was genuine about wanting to change, Tails didn’t know. But one more look at her fidgeting form made it clear to him that she wasn’t lying about one thing. “Fiona, you’ve convinced me.” The words came like an answer to Fiona’s prayers. She felt a wave of relief wash over her as she thanked Tails up and down. “I’ll unlock your ropes.” Fiona fell back in the chair and bit her lip with a whine. “Please, just hurry up!” Tails strode over to his nightstand and jerked open the top drawer. He quickly scanned its contents, only for his eyes to widen in shock. “Tails, what’s that look for?” “I… thought the key was right here,” the fox muttered, looking back at his bursting captive, then back at the drawer. “Oh no, don’t tell me you lost the key!” Fiona whined as pain erupted from her overworked bladder. “Please, Tails, find it. I’m about to piss myself over here!” “C’mon… Think, Miles, think!” grunted Tails as he slapped his forehead, trying to retrace his steps. “I knocked Fiona out, brought her up here, locked the locks, then I got a drink of wa-” Suddenly, the fox’s eyes grew wide as saucers. That was it, the sink! “Hold on, Fiona! I think I left the key downstairs!” “I’ve been ‘holding on’ for going on forever now. I’m not gonna have a choice in the matter pretty soon!” barked Fiona as another bladder spasm brought her legs crashing together. “I’ll be right back!” was the younger vulpine’s frantic response as he rushed out of the room and down the steps. Now alone with her begging bladder, Fiona threw her head back and slammed her eyes shut, diverting all her strength to her bladder as it strained to hold back the ocean of contents locked inside her. “Oh… hurry, Tails, hurry!” By the time Tails had bounded back up the steps with the key in-hand, Fiona was fit to burst. Her bladder’s begs had graduated to plain demands, and she was seconds away from just giving up and soaking her pants and the furniture beneath. “Fiona, you’ve got to stop moving your legs so I can get the lock!” “Oh… alright!” moaned Fiona. The second Tails unlocked the rope and it fell slack to the floor, her legs pounced overtop of one another, crossing with all their might as they bounced in unison. “Just two more, Fiona. Hang in there!” Tails moved onto her waist, sliding the key in and twisting before jerking the lock off. The desperate vixen gasped as the ropes previously constricting her fell, allowing her already-full bladder to stretch even further. Hopefully, the momentary relief of pressure would be enough… Fiona awkwardly stood up and jammed her legs together, fervently shifting her weight between them as Tails went for the last lock. The temptation to yank down her pants and soak the young inventor’s floor the second she was free was overwhelming. But she couldn’t do that to him now. “Alright, Fiona. That’s it!” Her hands wasted no time in flying to her crotch to hold back the coming flood, she danced in place as she shot her gaze over to Tails. “Tails. Bathroom. Where?!” “First door down the hall to the right.” Fiona didn’t waste a second more. She knew a controlled hobble to the bathroom was out of the question. She was going in the next ten seconds, pants or not. With that in mind, the vixen took off in a mad dash toward the door. She felt the last of her restraint failing as she darted into the room and threw on the light, not even bothering to shut the door behind her. Then, her eyes fell upon the most beautiful sight she’d ever seen. The toilet sat against the far wall, practically calling on her to fill its vacancy. “Ugh… I’m gonna fucking piss myself if I wait any longer!” she cried with a violent shiver as she grabbed her leggings and yanked them down. With her privates now exposed to the open air, her bladder finally gave up its fight. Rather than try and quell the light trickle of clear pee now trailing down her leg, Fiona dashed forward and jerked the toilet seat up before collapsing forward onto the bowl. Fiona’s beyond-full bladder needed no invitation to start releasing its hours worth of stored up contents. A mighty torrent of clear urine rushed out from between her legs and crashed into the awaiting water below. Both this sound, however, and the raging storm outside, paled in comparison to what poured out of the vixen’s mouth. “Hahhh… finally!” Fiona moaned in ecstasy as every second worth of pent-up stress and pee cascaded from her. Her bushy tail swished off the edge of the toilet as she filled the room with her delightful exhales. In a final resignation, Fiona let her body collapse forward onto the rear of the toilet. She closed her eyes and donned an airy smile as the torrent continued. “This feels... so fucking good,” she breathed, her words being broken up by one of many sighs of relief. The waves of ecstasy now surging throughout her body was a feeling she never wanted to end. But alas, after what felt like an eternity of bliss, her stream began to slow. First to a trickle, and then to a few drops, and with one last sigh of unparalleled relief, Fiona felt the last of her urine empty from her body. “Ugh, thank goodness he believed me…” breathed the alleviated vixen as she stood up from her awkward position on the toilet and reached for the toilet paper. After cleaning herself up, Fiona turned toward the entrance, only for her eyes to widen in realization. “Oh, Chaos!” In a burst of speed, Fiona yanked her pants back up and dashed out of the bathroom, only to shoot her gaze down the hall and see Tails standing at the end of it, blushing madly and refusing to make eye contact with her. “Tails! You…” “You forgot to close the door…” was the fox’s embarrassed response as Fiona strode up to him. “Yeah, I noticed.” As the two stood there awkwardly, Fiona eyed the chair, suddenly recalling their deal. “Oh, right…” “Hmm?” Fiona seemed to ignore him, instead opting to stride over to the chair and sit back down in the pose she’d left it in. “Remember? I promised I’d go right back to here once I was done, so go ahead, Tails. Tie me up again.” At that moment, Fiona couldn’t have guessed what was going through the young fox’s head. But his response certainly wasn’t one of her guesses. “There’s no need for that.” “Wh… what?” Tails responded with an awkward chuckle. “After all you just went through, and all I’ve seen, just you offering to be tied up again is enough to earn at least a little trust from me.” A warm smile washed onto Fiona’s face as she rose from the chair and strode up to Tails. The boy retreated for a moment, but quickly found himself in the taller vixen’s arms. “Thank you, Tails. That means a lot to me,” smiled Fiona as she broke their embrace and bent down to reach eye level. “In fact, I think for that, you deserve something I should’ve given you a long time ago.” Tails felt his entire body freeze stiff as he stared into Fiona’s approaching eyes. Adrenaline coursed through his veins as she grasped his shoulders and pulled him in, closing her eyes as her lips met his. The fox hardly wanted to believe it. But the warm, blissful feelings now echoing through his body confirmed it. Fiona Fox was kissing him. After they broke away, Tails told his lips to move, to say anything at all. “Mwaa… huh?!” “Just a little something to show my gratitude,” Fiona replied with a light, yet devious tone that drove Tails further up a wall. “Well, aside from the one you already got.” Tails raised his eyebrow. “Already got? What do you mean?” Fiona’s next sentence would drive a mad flush onto Tails’ cheeks that would give her own fur’s redness a run for its money. “Silly fox, you got to make a woman moan.”
  4. I had been drinking a lot of water and doing some holds today and was getting tired. I decided to lay down and take a nap. I emptied my bladder before going to sleep but regaurdless I woke up just over an hour later very desperate to pee. I decided I would Ignore it, layed on my side with my legs together and attempted to go back to sleep. The desperation subsided for a couple minutes but came right back. I still did not want to get up so I decided I would hold it till I had another accident. I rolled on my back and held it for a couple more minutes successfully utilizing my hands and crossing my legs. Then I felt a wet spot start, I removed my hands, the wetting sped up and then my body forced it out. Not even relaxed and wet, could not stop from pushing. Then I put on dry underwear and switched sides of the bed to continue my nap.
  5. Me and my partner are in a long distance realtionship right now, because she is studying a semester abroad and we wanna do a holding challenge where she doms me but holds as well. Any ideas for fun stuff we could do (challenges for me/her, public, non public etc)
  6. Ok, this is the first time i’m writing in a while. I designed this to be a short project, something made in response to @Jimmy Olsen ‘s request. Hopefully it’ll get the cobwebs dislodged so I can write again. I’m going fairly tame on this all things considered. Anyway, hope you all like it. “Full week, eh.” Sarah said allowed as she read through the contract. “That’s the longest they’ve tested this on a human.” She signed her name as a smile crept across her face. Her hand shook in excitement. She thought, knew, she was lucky. One of the first people to test the Valhalla System out for this long. Far from a bad way to spend a spring break for a game dev major. They even got the beta for a MMO launch title ready for it. She finished filling out her waiver before dropping it off at the front desk and heading back to the room they had set aside her her and a couple other female participants. She looked over seeing two other young women laid down in cushioned beds with visored helmets over their heads. “Damnit, they must have got in before me! I was hoping I’d be the first in, guess that’s what happens when you sleep in.” She grumbled. She stepped behind a changing curtain and stopped her clothes off before changing into a hospital gown with a series of monitors built in, which she reasoned where there to measure vitals. She looked down and cringed as she saw the last thing she needed to put on. She lifted up the bulky white underwear they had provided for her. “Uggg, I know we’ll be under for a while but was this reeeealy necessary? I hope this sensory overwriting works because if I have to feel this between my legs for a week I’ll be pissed.” She chucked her a second as the last word left her mouth. “Literally.” She slid the protective undergarment up her narrow legs up to her butt and pulled the tapes on the sides tight. She let out a annoyed exaltation and walked through the curtain, not bothering to push it aside with her hands. She reclined on the open bed and set the mounted helmet on her head before pressing a button and allowing her body to go limp. She felt a tingling sensation crawl across her body, moving from her toes to the base of her spine and moving from her extremities to the base of her neck. She felt her body going numb as the visor lit up with a pattern of lights displaying a boot up message. Before she could open her mouth, she felt her body drift into what felt like a deep sleep. Once her eyes adjusted, she found herself floating in a black void with a monitor in front of her. “Wow, they weren’t kidding, that was fucking crazy.” She said out loud. She looked at the screen in front of her, examining the information coming into view. Character creation Gender: 🚺 Skin Color: 3 Hair Color: Auburn 12 Physique Settings She looked the character over, it was all in all pretty similar to her. Same pale white skin, same reddish hair, almost identical body proportions, somewhat to her dismay as she usually likes to add a few inches in hight and tone down her waist line. “Looks like our avatars default to looking like we do. Well, time to change that.” She reached over to the top gender slider to swipe it over, only to be greeted with a error message. ”Option disabled during testing phase to avoid bio-synchronicity issues.” ”Bull!” She said with a pout. She made a habit of playing as men in most multiplayer games to avoid some past annoyances related to playing a female avatar, mostly people looking for a internet girlfriend or take the meme of no women existing on the Internet too seriously. “Well, might as well tweak the rest then.” She adjusted her hair color to the most anime shade of cobalt blue available before moving down to body proportions, starting with increasing her height. ”Option disabled during testing phase to avoid-“ ”Oh not this crap again, is there anything I can change!” She moved down through the various sliders, reducing her weight, increasing her tit size to its maximum, and setting as many other sliders to 69 as she possibly could, resulting in a comical monstrosity. “Nice. But really this might get kinda annoying to play as for a week… But I would get a lot of retweets if I play as a 6ix9ine for a week…” She pondered the mater for another few minutes before continuing. “Do it for the memes.” She mumbled before hitting continue. The screen transitioned to a full body shot in a neutral lighting and room with a message displayed before. ”Is this right?” She looked below to a option to make last minute alterations. “On second thought, I can’t post screenshots, no one would believe me. And my back hurts just looking at that… Sorry Twitter, no memes today.” She hit the button below her avatar which brought her a second smaller customizations screen. She hit the button to restore to default, causing it to revert to a black haired girl with a long ponytail. “What the heck?” She looked through the settings to see it had reverted to a different stock character, one that had been used in test footage. She checked the hight, 6’1”, a full 6 inches taller than her. A smile crept across her face. “A glitch me thinks, that’s what happens when you hire a Bethesda programmer.” She looked up to the gender slider again. She hit the button, causing her avatar to swap to a similarly proportioned man. She then her the back button, causing it to revert to the original character creation screen, this time with hight and gender locked in relation to the default male character. ”Well, isn’t this a surprise. We are suppose to find glitches after all, and this is too good a opportunity to pass up.” She worked through the various sliders, remaking her usual MMO avatar, a old OC by the name of Loptyr, a tall blue haired husbando with a swimmers body, scars on his chest, and a massive… Her eyes went wide when she got to the bottom to see a option marked “developer locked settings” She curiously clicked on it to see a list of sliders marked with null values showing a warning marked “invalid data source”. She scrolled through them. “Penis length, width, testicle… why do they need this? It’s probably something that’s supposed to pull off the vitals for the user, probably available because they can’t pull a valid value for them off me. Better set these to default… except this. If i’m gonna to playing a guy, might as well be packing heat. Set that too max.” She hit continue twice, causing the screen to vanish and her body to light up before she blacked out again. She came too leaning on the back of a cart in a wintery landscape. “Hey, you. You’re finally awake.” ”Oh fuck this!” She shouted at the top of her lungs before standing up and falling out of the cart. She smashed a dialog box floating in front of her titled skip tutorial. “Fuck you Tod, and fuck these Skyrim references!” She suddenly found her body flickering in light before being teleported and stumbling into the street. “I’m making note of gross meme necrophilia in my…” her voice trailed off as she looked around. The mountainous winter backdrop from before had been replaced by a shoreside town flanked by a expansive plane and a towering mountain. “Wow, this really does look better than the trailers.” She walked towards a tavern nearby, her balance being slightly thrown off by her new hight and distribution of weight. She stumbled through the tavern doors and sat down. The table had a paper menu sitting near her seat with a ordering UI built in. She ran her finger across it, trying to figure out how to place a order. “How does this work?” She thought to herself. ”You need to bring up the item management UI, then you can interact with hidden UIs in items.” Sarah looked up to see a busty short girl with long black hair, dressed in a set of simple armor that was obvious low level but markedly better than the starting gear everyone else has. “It’s a bit unintuitive, but you get the hang of it.” ”Oh right, the HUD, I knew that.” She swiped her finger to the side, expecting a display to appear. The girl across from her mover the thumb and two front fingers of her left hand into a Y and turned it clockwise. Sarah mimicked the motion, causing a interface to appear in from of her. “Thanks, I-“ ”Skipped the tutorial.” Interrupted the other girl. “You and everyone else, it’s annoying but pretty important.” She extended her hand in a handshake. “You can call me Eeve. What’s your name?” ”Oh it’s… Loptyr.” Sarah said, surprised that the UI didn’t show their user names. “Thanks for the help Eeve.” She took note of how her voice was being filtered to a slightly deeper tone, probably something to do with the settings she haphazardly adjusted before. ”No problem, I’ve been here since late last night, one of the first people to log in. So I’ve been helping people a bit.” Sarah ordered some soda and chips, surprised the starting gold she had didn’t decrease. “Huh, I would have figured they would nickel and dime us.” ”They want to test out of food and drink engine, make sure everything tastes the same for everyone. Plus the feeding tubes they added to the helmet only work when you eat or drink something in game. ”Wait, feeding tubes?” Sarah said with a grimace. ”This system wasn’t made to run this long. Some body systems can’t be overwritten that easy, eating, drinking, and… related systems are still tied to our physical body. So if you’re hungry or thirsty that means you really are.” ”I guess that makes sense.” Sarah said, thinking back to the diaper they made them wear. A NPC waitress brought her the food she ordered, along with some other beverages she clicked on absentmindedly while talking. “So, do they actually purée this food and feed it to us or…” she said while she started drinking the soda, which had a familiar and oddly realistic taste. ”No, it’s just water and a protean shake. The Valhalla overrides our sense of taste. It just can’t cover up hunger or thirst for safety reasons. They will force feed you even you get dehydrated, but tying everything to actual sensations mostly prevents that from happening.” ”Huh, in retrospect I probably should have read the brochure a bit closer.” ”That’s not included, I just know this because my dad works on the project. But it’s probably better not to talk IRL.” ”Yeah, you’re right. Hey, you’re pretty high level for this early in the game. What are the best spots for grinding?” Sarah asked, finishing her soda and starting on a apple cider. She fully intended to at least try everything she had in front of her. ”Oh, this game isn’t that grind friendly in the beta, first quest completion rewards are the fastest way to level. I’ve done every quest in the beta that they’ve turned on at least once, that’s why my level is so-“ she trailed off as her mouth hung open and her head moved around as if there was a synching issue. She coughed and hacked loudly for a few seconds. “That- that’s why you don’t cough want to cough to wait to long to drink anything! They pour a bunch of water in and cough your brain thinks it’s cough drowning!” ”Are you ok!” Sarah yelled. ”I’m fine just, just a little winded. I haven’t had time to sit down and drink anything today so the machine made me!” Eeve said with a unsettlingly calm face. ”Uhhh… that’s good.” Sarah said with a creeped out expression. ”If you want I can help you level up, I’d like to have someone else my level to team up with. You need teams to take on some trial quests.” “That sounds fun!” Sarah said with a smile, downing the last of the drinks she had from before. “Let’s get going, what’s a good starter quest?” ”You have a fire Mage’s starting kit so the water weird is a good bet.” ”Ok, let’s go!” The two of them finished their food before hopping on a pair of riding birds and running for the forest near the edge of town. They hopped off and walked once they got to the tree line. “Let’s follow the river, that leads to the pound where it lives.” Eeve said. Sarah looked around, taking in the smells of the pine trees, the look of the sun filtering through the canopy, and the sound of the brook flowing neat to them. She felt a slight uncomfortable twinge flowing from her lower stomach and a small twitch in her pants as muscles she had never felt before twitched to control the impulses flowing through her. “Yeah, that water is making its way through my system now. Man this feels weird, I’ve never felt quite like… this before. Maybe I should find a tree to square be- Shit!” She thought to herself. “How do guys even… I mean I know how they, but how do they… Ughhh I’ll just have to hold it till I get back and go in the bathroom.” She stumbled along feeling her pants pull tight as muscles she had never used or felt before twitched and pulled against the building tide, like a dam trying to hold against a shifting river. ”Are you ok?” Eeve asked. ”Huh, yeah, why do you ask?” Sarah asked nervously. ”You’re just walking weird, I was making sure everything was fine.” ”Yeah… let’s just kill this thing and head back.” Sarah said as she adjusted her posture to cover up her quickly growing discomfort. The two of them continued until they got to a lake near a loud waterfall crashing down the side of a cliff. They saw a large water snake lashing around its surroundings. “Ok, let’s go.” Eeve yelled as a massive greatsword taller than her body appeared in her hand. She charged in and slashed at the creature. Sarah produced a flaming sword in her hand and shouted a command. “Igni!” A ball of fire erupted from her hands and smashed into the aqueous monster. The battle continued back and forth for a few minutes before the serpentine river lashed out and grabbed Sarah, swimming her into the wall. She yelled out in a dulled pain before Eeve slashed the creature in two, ending it and granted the two of them a generous sum of XP. Sarah fell to the land, feeling her shirt damp from contact with the monster. “Thanks for that, my spacing was sloppy, I should have known it’s reach was that far.” ”It’s fine, let’s just get back, the dangerous stuff spawns at night and it’s getting late.” ”Ok-“ Sarah stood up as another wave of desperation flowed through her. She let out a gasp as the unusual muscles in her crotch stood to attention, trying to stop a burst to her dam. Her hands instinctively rushed for her crotch. ”Are you sure you’re ok?” Eeve asked with the first look of genuine emotion she had given all evening. ”Yeah, just… I think I need to drain my pipes is all.” Sarah said trying to stand straight and disguise her desperation. ”Oh, then just… go. I’ll turn around if you want me to-“ ”No- it’s just… I… well…” Sarah trailed off trying to think of a way to explain her situation. ”Oh… you found that glitch didn’t you, the only that bypasses the gender lock.” ”Oh, you know about that? I thought I was the only one who found it.” Sarah said with a look of embarrassment. ”Yeah, let me help, just drop your pants a little, there’s a tree right there. Eeve said printing to a tall oak she had fallen near. Sarah gulped, realizing that her hopes of holding it till she got back where nonexistent and her chance of holding it until she could get privacy were even worse. Something about playing with different equipment had scrambled her brain and made holding it much more difficult. Had she been in her normal body this would be fine, but she could feel her muscles giving in as they spoke. “Ok, just help me undo this belt, I can’t hold it much longer.” Eeve reached around and undid Sarah’s belt, dropping her pants to her knees. She helped her to the tree and turned around. “Just brace yourself against the tree and pretend i’m not here. Oh, and think of running water.” Sarah put host hands against the tree, slowing a stream to shoot from her unfamiliar virtual manhood. The stream quickly went haywire, splashing against her legs and pants. She quickly stanched the flow, causing a small pain to shoot from her new penis. “Ow, ow, why does it hurt! And how do I stop it from splashing?” ”You're suppose to hold it, hold it with your other hand and aim.” Eeve said as she looked around. ”Oh, right. Sorry.” Sarah wrapped her hand around her impressively long member and exhaled as the stream resumed, staining the side of the tree with clear urine that had been brewing inside her for the past few hours. “Ahhhhhh. Thanks. That feels so much better. Hey I know we aren’t suppose to discuss IRL but do you have a little brother or some-“ Her monologue cut off as she looked behind her to see Eeve grabbing her crotch and bouncing up and down in a familiar potty dance. “Listen can you repay the favor, this is the first time I’ve had to pee since I got here and I have no idea how this works…” She said in a pitiful whimper. “I think it’s about to come out.” Part 1/2
  7. Sam had a month left of being senior in high school and was very excited to see what life will bring him. Sam was already a very popular kid and being the captain of the school’s soccer team help out his popularity a lot. Sam was a great soccer player and always won match’s he played in. He mastered many things and tricks he was proud of but what he was most proud of was the fact he had an “Iron bladder” and never had to stop to pee during games unlike his other teammates. To celebrate the end of the year Sam’s whole year class was going to a Theme Park for an end of the year trip, to have one last school trip before adult life starts. The trip will be a 2 hour drive there and back and they will be at the park all day. Sam was sitting on the school bus next to his best friend, Jake, who was also on the soccer team. While both of them could drive they decided to ride on the bus with there friends and senior class. Sam was wearing some sky blue soccer shorts, white Hanes briefs, and a black t shirt with a black hoodie. Jake had on the same sky blue soccer shorts, red CK briefs, and a grey shirt. About an hour and a half into the ride Sam noticed Jake started to squirm in his seat. Sam wondered if Jake had to pee which was soon answered as Jake crossed his legs and whispered to Sam “I really have to pee here, how do you never have to pee dude!?” Sam chuckled “I have an Iron bladder!” Jake uncrossed his legs and crossed them the opposite way “you mean you wear diapers” Jake said with a grin. Once at the park Jake hurried off the bus and to the bathroom leaving Sam alone waiting outside. Sam considered going just to be safe but as he went at home before leaving he didn’t have to go at all, thanks to his iron bladder. So Sam just sat on a bench outside and waited, while talking to other friends who walked by. Finally Jake came out “that was the best pee ever! Sure you don’t have to go?” Sam stood up “I’m all good, super bladder remember” Jake rolled his eyes as they walked into the park. The day was cool but not to cold. Both boys still drinked plenty of water and soda to stay hydrated(an important part of sports). While Jake stooped to pee plenty of time Sam never stopped. Jake even almost had an accident but he barley made it, except for a few leaks which wet his red CK briefs. Once noon hit the boys decided to find a place to eat. They walked around a little bit and finally found a burger place. Both boys got a bacon cheeseburger with fries and a large soda. While eating Jake had to cross his legs again as the need to pee was there once again and of course Sam seemed fine. Jake knew this was not Sam’s fault and he was just born this way but Jake still couldn’t help but to get pissed off. Sam never had to pee not even during soccer games which is why he was probably captain. Jake knew that was stupid to think and he was captain because of his leadership and soccer skills but Jake couldn’t help but to think it. After lunch Jake went to the bathroom again and Sam waited outside. After Jake returned they both went on more rides. Sam started to feel his bladder get full but he ignored it as he could hold hours longer as this was just the first sign. They continued their day. riding as many rides as possible and drinking plenty to stay hydrated. Which slowly started to fill Sam’s bladder. But Sam stayed calm and held as he knew he could. Meanwhile Jake started to stop at every bathroom along the way to avoid any close call like from earlier from ever happening again. Jake was really starting to wonder if Sam would use the bathroom at all at the park. He know Sam did go as he saw Sam use the bathrooms before but how couldn’t he. The thought of Sam having an accident or being on a close call like he was earlier crossed Jake’s mind but Jake quickly dismissed it, no way Sam would let his pride get the better of him, would he? At around 5:00 Sam and Jake took a break. They sat on a nearby bench and discussed there plan for the night. They decided on doing one more ride then going to eat at the same burger place as earlier. “Let me use the bathroom again real quick” said Jake as he stood “you haven’t gone all day want to go now?” Jake asked Sam. Sam thought of it as he did need to go but decided to hold onto his pride and wait till dinner. “Nah I’m good, go ahead, I’ll wait here”. Jake rolled his eyes but hurried off. Sam sat with his legs crossed right over left and waited. Jake entered a nearby bathroom, peed, and washed his hands. He then hurried back to Sam. As Jake approached Sam he saw Sam’s legs crossed and smiled to himself. “Was this a sigh Sam was starting to need to pee and was human after all?!” Jake thought. He walked up to Sam and said “come on”. Sam got up and felt his bladder, he had to pee more then he thought. Sam thought of telling Jake he would be right back but his pride was to strong and no way would he admit he needed to pee after saying he didn’t. They went off to the ride, a big rollercoaster, and got in line. The line was shorter then the boys imagined it would be but waiting in line proves hard on Sam. Even though Sam tried to hide his desperation it was obvious to Jake but other probably couldn’t tell. The only reason Jake could tell was because he knew Sam. Jake smiled as he watched his best friend obviously desperate to pee. Finally they got to the ride and took their seats. To Sam’s horror the seat leg rest prevented him from crossing his legs and keeping his legs close together. Sam had to separate his legs which made his need worse and he couldn’t hold himself without Jake seeing. “No worries” Sam thought “I can hold it”. The ride took off and slowly started to climb a hill. About a third of the way up they heard a cling and the ride suddenly stopped. Everyone looked around in confusing until an announcement was made “sorry, but the ride broke down. We are working on it but it may take a while so get comfy.” Sam’s eyes went big and face went pale as he wasn’t sure how much longer he could hold it. Jake notice “it’s okay, Sam”. San nodded his head and knew he would make it, he had to. Sam was totally focused on holding his pee he didn’t notice a half hour go by. “How you holding up?” Jake asked Sam. Sam said “f…fine” but as he did felt the first leak. Sam panicked a shot a hand to his crotch. Jake saw this and smiled “looks like you don’t have an iron bladder at all”. “It’s not funny dude I’m about to pee myself” Jake knew this was true but didn’t care “nothing I can do there, buddy”. Sam gasped as another leak came out soaking his white Hanes briefs. Jake was glad to see his best friend have to pee more then him but started to fell the need. Jake though “Sam was in far a worse situation then this” so relaxed and closes his eyes for a few minutes. Jake was rudely shook by Sam “I’m about to explode!” Jake looked at Sam and the seriousness of the situation finally hit him but it was to late. A loud hiss filled the air as Sam’s bladder won the fight. Sam went pale as his white Hanes briefs and sky blue soccer shorts became soaked with pee. Pee quickly filled Sam’s seat and soaked his butt. Pee dripped from his seat and onto his legs and shoes. Wetting his white socks as well as his white shoes. Pee also filled his shoes soaking his white socks even more. A wholes day worth of pee emptied into Sam’s shorts. Sam couldn’t believe it. “Not here, not at 19” Sam thought. But pee kept pouring out of his body effortlessly. By the time Sam finished peeing his shorts were completely soaked. Sam had to finish the ride in soaked shorts as well as sitting in his own pee. As soon as he finished the ride he jumped off and made a mad dash to the bathroom. Jake slowly followed him after apologizing for the mess to the ride attendants. Sam hurried into the handicapped stall and looked at the damage. Sam began to cry and heard a knock. It was Jake. “Sam you okay? Let me in.” Sam shouted “go away” but Jake stayed. “Sam your my best friend I’m staying so please let me it”. Sam finally agreed and let Jake in. Jake helped Sam clean up to the best he could and had Sam tie his hoodie around his shorts. Jake then lead Sam out “where are we going, Jake?” “To first aid, they might have something to help”. “Let’s eat first I’m starving Jake looked at Sam and laughed “okay”.
  8. Emma first year university , Violet first year university , Odette, second year university and Claire Third year university All four is a group known at the university Today is a long holiday for university. All four people are invited to go on a long holiday.But they still don't know where to travel. So all four of them took a car and drove indefinitely in case there was a place they wanted to go.With the seats of the four people as follows Emma sitting in the back with Odette Violet sat in the seat next to the driver and Claire is the driver. Before leaving, they had a large glass of soda in the center of the car, according to their number. The traffic is jammed like the general capital traffic. While the cars were waiting for the traffic lights, they agreed on where to go. ‘ Where are we going? ’ Claire opens the issue. ‘ Should we go to the mall? ’ Emma proposed up ‘ We go there every week. ’ Odette speaks while sipping soda. ‘ So where are we going? ’ Emma asked Odette back. Violet listened to them, arguing with each other by searching the front of the car and finding a piece of paper. ‘ If it were here, should we go? ’ Violet proposed by giving that paper to Emma. ‘ The sea? Just opened shortly. ’ ‘ Then shall we go There is not that far away either. ’ Claire adds, looking for the coordinates of the sea ‘ Then let's go ’ Everyone agreed to go there and the traffic lights let them go. Claire keeps driving according to the coordinates until he stays on the highway. The heat from the afternoon air made them sip soda together more often. ‘The traffic began to jam again maybe there is an accident ahead.’Claire complains while sipping a soda too. ‘ It will take a long time before we reach the end of this highway. ’ Violet says by sipping more soda. ‘ Violet. If you drink it a lot, be careful you will want to piss. ’As Odette is Violet's older sister, she warns her sister. ‘ Don't worry, Odette. I'm not a child anymore to not hold it for a long time. ’ Violet replies and drinks all of the soda. ‘ So until the highway is over, you don't just look for the restrooms. ’ Odette tells Violet, who is cocky, drinks all soda before everyone else. After 30 minutes the car moved not far from where they had been. And the effect of the soda they drink is starting to work. Each person starts to move their legs, depending on who is the most affected by the soda is violet she shook her legs more than others and asked Claire if ‘ Claire How far will it be to get past this highway? ’ ‘ What's going on? Violet A few minutes ago, you still told me, 'You're not a child anymore'. ’ Odette tease Violet.Violet blushed and told her sister that ‘ Be quiet, Odette. I just want to know how far it is. ’ She spoke while shaking her legs. Claire rubbed her thighs and told Violet that ‘ Probably about 30 kilometers that we will pass this highway and look for the bathroom. ’ Everyone listens to Claire and tries not to sip soda often. After another 20 minutes, Violet used both hands to touch the vagina almost all the time, but luckily the long traffic jam began to move. ‘ Violet, can you still hold it? ’ Claire asks Violet as she moves her thighs more than ever. ‘ Ah, I think I can hold it. ’ Violet knees up in her cushion until she sees the pink underwear and squeezes her vagina. ‘ Please get out of this highway quickly. ’ Emma prayed by rubbing her legs more often Traffic during this period is flowing. Until they can finally get past the highway and Claire drives a car looking for a gas station or a public restroom nearby. ‘ (Quickly find the bathroom) ’ Violet became more rigid so as not to pee, and if the car stopped suddenly, it would cause her pee to come out.But then Claire brakes the car suddenly because the car in front suddenly brakes ‘ Ah! ’ Violet leaked a little Her pink underwear began to darken and warm liquids smeared on the cushions.Her tears flowed down her cheeks and grew tense. ‘ Claire hurried to find the bathroom. I was about to piss myself. ’ ‘ Ah, I know, but there are a lot of cars on this road that don't have the opportunity to go to the sidewalk. ’Claire tells Violet that her thighs are squeezing tightly. And Claire can now drive to the pavement road, although it takes quite a long time. ‘ Violet, can you still hold it up? ’ Odette asks while the hand is between her legs. Violet tears down his cheek once more and responds to Odette in a lingering tone. ‘ I can't wait even a second. ’ Then Violet relaxed herself and a warm golden liquid came out. PSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! The warm liquids poured down on her underwear and Claire's car seat. wet pants became even more wet ( That sound would be happy. ) Emma thought and restless and try not to hear the sound of pee. ( Oh, Violet. I also want to piss. ) Odette is using both hands to fill the vagina and squeeze the thighs more since hearing Violet's pee voice. ( Ah, I have to find the gas station as soon as possible. Otherwise i would ) Claire couldn't put her hand between her legs because she had to hold the steering wheel so she shook her legs more than ever. After a while, Violet was absolutely finished. She cried and told Claire. ‘ Sorry, Claire. My pee has smeared your car seat. I will clean ’ ‘ It's all right, Violet. You have already tried your best. ’ And Claire drives a gas station near the sea. ( Oh, thank God, the bathroom is right in front of me. ) Emma contracted and prayed for Claire to park the car quickly. ‘ Claire, hurry. I want to piss. ’ Odette kneels and squeezes her vagina. Claire finished parking. All three quickly opened the car door without time to close the car door and rushed to the bathroom. But it seems like heaven bullying, the bathrooms that they want have a long queue ‘ Ah, what should we do? Claire ’ Emma asked by crossing her leg and her hand tucked between the legs. ‘ Ah, can you hold it until we get to the sea? We'll use the restroom there. ’ Claire proposed that she was bouncing back and forth a little. ‘ Oh! I think i can hold it ’ Odette squeezed her leg slightly and squeezed her vagina. All three girls rushed to get in the car. Start the car and drive to the sea. Driving is fraught with difficulty because Claire has to drive and carry urine. ‘ Ha ha ha ’ Claire is breathing more frequently and shaking his legs more than ever. ‘ Ah, I can. I can. Ah! ’ Odette leaked the shorts. Her legs began to have dark spots. ‘ Find a car park. Hurry. ’ Emma raised her head to Claire's side. ‘ Ha ha I then tried to find a parking space.Ha ha ’ Claire is now leaking out. Dark spots appear on her jeans. Probably more than Odette's shorts Eventually, they found a car park near the sea, but Claire didn't have time to turn off the car. She then pulled off the seat belt and quickly got out of the car and went to the beach bathroom. Emma also followed Claire, but Odette didn't move at all. ‘ Odette? ’ Violet looked at Odette with suspicion. And Odette began to whine. ‘ Violet, I think I ... Haaaaaaaaa’ Not yet before Odette could finish speaking, the dark spot on her shorts had widened. PSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! The golden liquid flows out of the Odette's vagina until the liquid is wet on the bottom of the Odette. ( Wow, Odette is so cute now. ) Violet breathes and has a face full of lust. And Odette is absolutely pissed off, taking off the shorts, revealing the white underwear and watching the damage that occurred. Let's go to Claire and Emma. Claire is now at the beachfront bathroom area, but Emma can't wait to leave the line and go to the bathroom at a convenience store. ‘ Welcome How can I help you? ’ The waitress told Emma. ‘ Where is the restroom here? I'm going to piss myself ’ Emma asked the young staff member that she crossed her legs. ‘ On the opposite side of the refrigerator ’ The waitress pointed the finger to the bathroom ‘ Oh! Thank you very much ’ After finished speaking, Emma rushed to the bathroom, but before she could step on his legs, Emma began to leak. ( No stop ) Emma tried to contract the sphincter but was unable to resist the urinary period. She then rushed to the bathroom. As it came out already. She was in front of the bathroom and Emma brought her hand to crank the door but it didn't open. ( No, it'll all come out. At least asking to go down to the bathroom is still good. ) Emma knocked on the door frequently, allowing the people inside to come out. Someone came out, Emma rushed to the toilet, had no time to take off her jeans or shut the door and sat down on the toilet.But it's too late. Emma's pee has gone out in front of the restroom.She covered her face and cried.The waitress went to comfort Emma and went to clean the floor. Claire's side, she was waiting in line until now, the remaining two will reach your queue. Claire tried to hold urine in every way, but while waiting for the dark spot where her jeans began to expand. ( Just a little more, so I can use the bathroom. Don't just come out now. ) Claire took her hand to fill her vagina and twisted her back and leaked a little more. And finally, it's her turn to use the bathroom.Claire brought the handle to the bathroom door and there was a girl behind her, clinging to Claire's jeans. ‘ May I go to the bathroom first? ’ Claire's head was hitting each other. Now, one heart told her, 'You have to use the bathroom first or you will piss yourself.' But her other heart said, 'Let this kid use the bathroom first and try to endure a bit more.' and Claire made the decision and told that child ‘ Okay, you use the bathroom first. ’ ‘ Thank you Sis ’ And that girl entered the bathroom After a while, that girl didn't come out. ( Come on, I won't be able to do it. ) And after a while, that girl didn't come out ( Ah, I can't do that. I'll piss myself. ) Claire is leaking more, the dark spots on the jeans are already expanding on her jeans legs. And Claire noticed the back of the bathroom ( Behind the bathroom, I have to pee there ) Claire rushed to the back of the bathroom to pee but found the girl. ‘ Eh?, you ’ Claire is surprised to see that girl. ‘ hehe,Sis ’ That girl quietly titter, captured by Claire.Claire rushed towards the girl, clinging to that girl's shoulder, and Claire lowered her legs and told ‘ This is the result of what you did to me.Ah! ’ The dark spots of her jeans widened PSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSHHHHHHHHHHH! And golden liquid coming out of her vagina .Claire's pee came out very long, the sand from the beach could not support Claire's pee's amount, causing it to flood for some time. And the girl's mother came in ‘ Are you teasing someone about to use the bathroom? ’ ‘ M…..Mom ’ Then her mother carried her and immediately apologized to Claire. ‘ I'm sorry that my daughter made you piss. ’ And the girl's mother then walked from Claire Claire walked back to the car and saw Violet. Odette and Emma who are taking off their pants or skirts ‘ Claire, are you pissing on yourself too? ’ ‘ Y….Yes ’ Claire blushed and nodded a bit. ‘ Let it be that matter. Let's change clothes and play in the sea. ’ Odette spoke with her shirt off. And after that, the Claire changed the dress into a swimsuit and ran to the sea to wash from the pee themselves. Claire could not swim in the water for a short time and saw that the girl was hit by her mother in the butt, but Claire noticed that the girl's mother's legs were wet, but her butt was not wet.Because her daughter pissed on herself while her mother smacked in the bottom, this would be the result of that child dealing with Claire. END
  9. You really should have peed before you got on the elevator and now you are deeply regretting it. The elevator had ground to a halt, short of its ground floor destination, a half hour ago. You had worked late and just wanted to get out of the office and go home. You could have peed in the restroom on the way to the elevator, but did not. Within minutes of your predicament, you picked up the emergency phone and dialed zero, but it just kept ringing. It is not supposed to do that! Someone is supposed to answer?! You turned to the only other occupant in the elevator, an unknown man, who had already been on the elevator when you entered. You hope he had answers to your WTF moment. You did not verbalize your question as your look said it all to him. His response was equally non-verbal. He just shrugged with a bit of a smirk and offered no words, no solutions, and no help. What a typical man. You eyed him, as in your rush, you had previously not taken much notice of him. He was an older man dressed, impecably, in a nice suit. He had stylish shoes, a short haircut of graying hair, clean cut, blue eyes, and was physically fit in a way that you could notice such a thing under his suit. Having thus taken a physical inventory of this stranger, your thoughts immediately reverted to your predicament. It was 7 PM on a Friday. Your thoughts began to enter the zone of panic. What if everyone in the building had already gone for the day? What it they were gone for the entire weekend?!!! Your bladder took immediate notice and sent pangs of protest. Your need to find a toilet seems to increase exponentially. Why, oh why, did not you not visit the toilet! You picked up the phone and dialed again, expecting a different result. Still no answer. You hung up and tried again, and again, and again. You would have kept up with these fruitless actions, but you were snapped out of this drill by the vocal interruption of the stranger. You were instantly annoyed by the interruption and then amused by the fact that he had a voice and was suddenly interested and engaged in the predicament. It was about fucking time! Unfortunately, his interruption was a disappointment. He merely said, "it is pointless, they are apparently not answering." You thought to yourself, " no shit, Shirlock!, do you have a better idea?!" But, again, you did not vocalize that thought. Your look said it all. You both became silent. He "heard" you and disengaged. He understood you were in a different place and that you did not wish to be bothered as you problem solved, without his useless interruptions. You appreciated that he understood your non-verbal communication. You looked at the ceiling and then you looked around the elevator, taking it all in and taking an inventory of the situation. Nothing suggests any solution. You, with your back up against the side of the elevator, slid down the wall into a seated position, in full surrender to the situation. You did, however, do so in a dignified manner, as you were wearing a skirt, a rather short one. You were mindful of not flashing anything inappropriate to this stranger. You decided to fully sit and not squat, so as best to protect any view that may have shot up between your legs. You crossed your legs, both to double insure the dignity preservation, and... to help manage the growing pressure on your bladder. In fact, it was not so much that your slide to the floor was a slide of resignation to the situation in so much that it was a bladder preservation move. It was harder to hold while standing, or so you thought at the moment. The rest of that half hour was spent in silence. You were deep in thought. You had pulled out your cell phone. Your panic increased when you could not get a signal. You were briefly annoyed that the gentleman, who was still standing, had not reached for his own phone and tried to make a call. You almost asked him to do so, but immediately seized up the futility and remained silent. Your thoughts were now interrupted as he spoke. You were again both annoyed and amused by both his interruption of your thought process and his sudden interest in the predicament. It was about time! You flashed all of those thoughts into rapidly displayed facial expressions, landing on one that projected a plea for help. It was, up until now, a rare showing of vulnerability. It must have softened him up. You then exchanged small talk. Introductions were made. You found he owned the company that was the tenant on the floor above you. It was a law firm and it was rare you saw anyone from that office. It was unlike your office, where there were a number of people present every day. His office was the third floor, you were the second, and then there was a bank on the ground floor as well as a public lobby. It was a relatively small office with just three floors, just enough to have this damned elevator, and a set of stairs. Why, you wondered, did you not just take the stairs! He related several things over the next 30 minutes. You took it all in, despite the fact that your increasing urgency did make it hard for you to pay attention. He did most of the talking, while you mostly listened and concentrated on bladder control. In fact, as time wore on your answers became shorter and a bit clipped. You wondered if he noticed. You became flushed with that thought and then you worried that he might notice that you were flushed. He seemed oblivious to any signs of your emergency. You were grateful for that. You were mortified that he might become aware. You were grateful for what increasingly became a monologue. You appreciated the distraction. You learned that he lived in Flordia and rarely came north to go the office. His partner, who lived local, mostly used the office, as well as another couple of associates and some support staff. However, they took were largely not in the office. They had something to do with international trade. Frankly, it is at that point were you started to tune out to the content he was instantly uttering. Your mind was in fact was drifting to two different places. First was your need to pee. Second, was arousal. You found the second to be surprising, a bit embarrassing, and a bit naughty. You found yourself getting turned on by the stranger, by his looks, his self assurance, the smell of his cologne, and his sexy body. Your thoughts became increasingly naughty as you imagined what sex might be like with this attractive stranger. Although he was quite self absorbed, your thoughts were taking the upper hand on him. You began to mentally rape him as he went on and on about his business abroad, the places he had been, etc., etc. He suddenly stopped talking when you moaned. Your moan was of piss desperation, but maybe more. You were so lost in your thoughts that you had completely lost track of what he was saying. He had a quisical look on his face. You instantly panicked. Did he now know of your dirty thoughts , your urgent need of a bathroom, or both?! No, thank goodness. He immediately repeated his question, revealing both that he remained clueless and self absorbed. He asked if you to have ever been to Hong Kong. Your face, however, registered annoyance over his cluelessness and self absorption. Your thoughts professed rapidly. How could he not know of my urgency?! He must not know of my urgency! He is so self absorbed that he does not know of my desire. He would think I am a slut. I would be so ashamed. He must not know.... He took notice. He asked if you were ok. How could he not know. He does not know! Your relief was fleeting as your need to pee snapped you back to addressing the needs of your bladder. You leaned forward to help your hold. Your answer betrayed your plight, not in words but in delivery. Almost through gritted teeth you said you were fine. He did not look convinced. You immediately wished you had delivered that message in a better fashion, but your bodily needs were taking over. He asked again if something was wrong. You were in better control of your next answer and the answer after that, as he was not letting his inquiry alone. He know something was up, damn him. You both lapsed into quite. You regretted that new interaction development. It removed the distraction of his monologue. It also now subjected you to a level of attention he previously was not giving you. It made you more apprehensive. That is not what you needed. You a stared up at the ceiling and prayed he would find another distraction, or at least launch back into his monologue. Instead, you knew he was not staring at you. His stare made any physical movement to contain your bladder impossible. You began to feel hotter and you were even starting to break out in a sweat. You removed your jacket and you know became the one to launch into a monologue. It was a monologue of largely nonsensical subject matter. It was all a rouse to divert attention, of both of you as to your predicament. Also, gone, at least for the moment, were your lustful thoughts. You were so preoccupied in dredging up topics, any topics, to continue the attention diversion rouse, that left you no mental capacity for lust. The lustful thoughts had helped with your urgency, you noticed. They did not keep your panties dry as the wetness was not of pee, up until now, at least so you hoped. Your hope was suddenly dashed as a short spurt of pee escaped. You immediately stopped talking, to utter a moan. You twisted your torso. You resisted the urge to grab yourself, but your right arm did flail a bit. Most importantly, you kept it to a moan. This of course led to another string of questions and denials. You kicked off your high heels. It was a move to break the silence that developed and to distract. It also allowed you to rearrange yourself. You sat on your heal, by bending one of your legs underneath you. The other leg remained extended. You tried to remain dignified. That meant not placing your heal where it was needed the most, applying direct pressure to your panty covered pussy. No, instead it remained outside and underneath of the skirt that still discreetly covered your now moist panties. You cursed the fact that you were not now wearing pants, where rhe pressure could be applied better, while still not surrendering your dignity. You silently cursed your predicament, the sudden silence, and the emerging judgments by the stranger. Your urgency was through the roof. Sitting on your foot was not enough. You started to move rhythmically. Your body was taking over. It was revealing your need. You had to fess up. His next question finally elicited the truth. You confessed that you urgently needed to pee. He looked at you with compassion. He slumped to the floor, himself. He did so in complete solidarity with your predicament. His empathy, and more important, lack of adverse judgment, were immediately appreciated. He offered verbal coaching. He was mansplaining a bit, which normally would have been annoying. He seemed to know quite a bit about how the blader works and how it could be controlled. He coached you on breathing. He urged you to rub your thighs as that was a known and effective manner of bladder control. You submitted to his instructions and it actually helped, at least for a bit. However, time was not on your side. You appreciated his help. He did move closer, in a helpful, non-threatening way. Most of all you gained a the freedom of relating all that was happening. It was not much longer until all of the preventive actions were for naught. Another spurt of pee escaped. This time, having arrived at both a level of confidence with the stranger, as well as an increased sense of desperation, you reached up under your skirt and crabbed your crotch. You again succeeded in stemming the flow. Your panties were definitely wet. Having thus surrendered your dignity, you then decided to save your skirt. You then hiked up your skirt, so as to prevent any pee from getting on it. You began to unconsciously rub your panty clad pussy. He spoke and it suddenly snapped you back into reality. What were you doing?!! It did feel good. You had to pee so bad. He was looking at you. Did you detect lust, or was it your imagination? You glanced at his crotch and immediately confirmed that it was lust. How could he get turned on by your urgency?!!! You were both shocked and aroused by the thought. Or, was he just turned on because there you were massaging your exposed, sexy, cotton panties. His next words answered your questions. It was now time for him to make a confession. He was the one now embarrassed as he relarded, with several apologies, just how sexually aroused it made him to know she need to pee that bad. He seemed rather disgusted withheld as he related this confession. You should have been made over the insensitivity and the exploitive reaction to your predicament. Instead, you both felt sorry for him and aroused that he was aroused. You said as such, to his immediate relief. The lustful look returned to his face. He then, somewhat hesitantly, suggested further "assistance," which would be more effective. You chuckled over the now revealed, self serving place from where such advice emanated. He shared that arousal was the best defense and that you should mastrubate. You did as instructed. You resumed rubbing your pussy and it did help. He, meanwhile addressed his own urgencies. He unzipped his pants and released his penise. He began stroking it in unison with your rubbing. You were surprised with how rapidly you were moving to climax. You did not want to do that! You knew that edging the orgasm was helping hold your pee. If you orgasmed, you would certainly pee all over the place! So you slowed down. Slowing down was not good either. Another spurt welled up and escaped. This time it was more significant. It was much harder to gain control. But control you did. The stranger the suggested such an audacious next step, that it took your breath away. Before you could think too deeply, he began to execute on the plan, by laying himself on his back, on the floor of the elevator. You found yourself following his instructions, a bit blindly. He instructed you to stand and to take off your panries, to save what was left of them. It was difficult for your to stand and another spurt escaped in the process and pee now teickeled down the inside of your thigh. Your panties were drenched and were no longer an effective barrier. You slid your panties down and allowed them to drop to the floor. You stepped out of them. You immediately groped your pussy to hide it and hold it. You then grasped and protested the next set of instructions. He told you to straddle his face. He instructed you to grind your pussy into his face. He offered that he would stimulate your pussy with his tongue and that would thwart your urgency. You protested that it would only serve to cause you to drench his face in pee. Your protests were only half hearted. Your urgency and a fair bit of lust were now in charge and any hope of dignity preservation were long cast aside, just like the soaked pantiss that were now waded up on the floor. He urged you to proceed. He convinced you not to worry about peeing in his face. He said he would swallow any that came out. You did not need much convincing. You immediately mounted his face. You did not wish to smother him, so you, basically, squated over his face. You wanted to mash down on his face, as much as you wished to mass down on your heal earlier, all to stem the tide. However, you did not mash down on his face and you were soon rewarded with the free movement of his amazing tongue. His tongue immediately went about its work. His tongue was amazing. He kissed, he nibbled, he stroked your pussy lips with his tongue. Omg, you just wanted to cum. He was just toying with you. Omg. Despite your initial reluctance you did start grinding his face. You could not resist. However he regained control with his strong arms grabbing you and controlling you. He controlled how much pressure you could exert. It felt so good, so fucking good. It was not too long. You could not fight it anymore. Your body was wracked with a mind blowing orgasm. He he managed to lap up all the eminared out of your vagina. You then were both thrown out of ecstasy as the elevator lurched. Someone must of heard your screams of ecstasy. Why did you not think of yelling earlier. Lol. Both of you immediately got in presentable form as the elevator traveled down. As the door began to open, you noticed in horror, your soaked panties on the floor. You immediately scooped them up. The elevator door open and you dashed to the bathroom, as, amazingly, there was much pee still inside you. You released your load into the toilet and had another mind blowing orgasm. You sat there awhile, enjoying the after glow. When you emerged, he was gone.
  10. Welcome one and all to the miss wetter radio show in tonight’s thrilling episode we ask the same question as always “will she make it to the bathroom?” Find out now Let me set the stage for you miss wetter is on a winter vacation and is renting a cabin She is sitting by the fireplace drinking a hot coffee “Oh its such a nice night to sit by the fire” “And I love these new pajamas there so soft and comfy” *long sip* “I just wish tonight would last forever Five minutes later “Oh I guess I need to go to the bathroom this coffee runs right through me but I’m so comfortable right now I can wait a few minutes” “Its been a few minutes and I am really starting to feel desperate but its ok I’ll just sit by the fire a little longer” “I’m headed to the restroom” *footsteps* “Oh no! The lock is jammed I’ll just have to ahh hold it” “It feels like my bladder is about to explode I’m clenching as hard as possible but I’m so *deep desperate breaths* full I think I’m going to burst” “it coming out! I’m wetting myself I can feel my warm urine flowing through my panties and cascading down my legs” “ oh god it’s soaking into my pajama pants” “I can’t believe it the wet pants clinging to my skin its so... actually kinda nice maybe I’ll just take a quick *yawn* nap *snoring* Thats all for today folks I hope you enjoyed this broadcast of the miss wetter radio show and for any suggestions for future shows give us a ring at ### #### ### And remember keep your friends close and a bathroom closer goodnite folks
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