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Dee Dee and her friends Mee Mee and Lee Lee were at Koosland drinking tea at the Pony Puff Princess Party. It was hot with a drizzle of honey with fresh squeezed lemon juice mixed inside. Koosey was also enjoying it with them at the table. "Thanks for the tea, Koosey!" Dee Dee told him. "I think I want some more!" "Me too!" both Mee Mee and Lee Lee added. "Of course, girls!" Koosey told them. "You can have as much as you like!" Dee Dee and her friends had a second cup of the tea. Then a third. By the fifth cup, the pitcher was now empty, and Dee Dee and her friends were feeling full. "Whoa!" Koosey cried out staring at the empty pitcher. "Looks like you girls really loved this stuff! I'll be sure to make some more tomorrow!" "That's fine!" Lee Lee told him. "We're not thirsty anymore! So we'll just continue playing!" "Last one out's a dork!" Dee Dee called out to her friends. The girls laughed as they continued playing outside. They jump roped, played hopscotch, jacks, and with their ponies. They continued playing for an hour until they all felt their bladders swishing. "Whoa!" Mee Mee cried out. "Looks like that tea Koosey offered us really went down on us!" "I'll say!" Dee Dee added. "Let's go use the bathroom before we leave!" So Dee Dee and her friends headed back to the party to see the creature. 'Hey, Koosey!" Dee Dee told him. "You mind giving us a minute? We gotta use the bathroom!" "Sorry," Koosey shrugged. "There's no bathroom in this place." "No bathroom?!" Lee Lee cried out. "How can you have a party house with no bathroom?!" "We're very desperate!" Dee Dee added. "We have to go now!" "Let's just go behind those bushes!" Mee Mee suggested pointing at the bushes outside. "Yuck!" Dee Dee and Lee Lee moaned in disgust. "I don't go potty outside!" Dee Dee said on her own. "And besides, nature potty breaks are detrimental out here in Koosland," Koosey added. "If anyone went out here, bad things will happen!" "Can you please take us home then, Koosey?" Dee Dee asked. "We can't hold it long enough!" "No problem!" Koosey told her. He opened a portal than seemed to be a dimension back home. "Here you girls go!" he told the girls. "Hope you make it on time." So Dee Dee, Mee Mee, and Lee Lee went through the portal and found themselves outside of Dee Dee's house. They were still crossing their legs together, grabbing tightly on their crotches. "We're back home!" Dee Dee said. "Now we can go use the bathroom." "But how are we going to all go at once?" Mee Mee asked. "Yeah," Lee Lee added. "We can't all go at once." "Don't worry," Dee Dee told them. "My house has three bathrooms. So we all can go and each of us will have our privacy." "Nice!" Mee Mee and Lee Lee said together. With their hands grabbing onto their crotches, the girls ran inside the house and ran to the bathroom downstairs. The door was locked. "Hang on!" they heard Dad calling from inside. Inside, Dad was standing over the toilet urinating while humming. Outside the bathroom door, Dee Dee and her friends groaned. "So much for our own privacy," Mee Mee grumbled. "Let's try the bathroom upstairs!" Lee Lee suggested. "We may not have our privacy, but at least we'll be relieved!" "Great idea!" Dee Dee agreed. "I will take the toilet, Mee Mee will take the sink, and Lee Lee will take the bathtub." So the girls desperately ran upstairs and went to the bathroom door. But as Dee Dee turned the knob, she found that it was locked too. "Aw come on!" she groaned. "I'll be out in a minute!" the girls heard Mom call from inside. Inside, Mom was sitting on the toilet urinating loudly. "I shouldn't have drank a full liter of that orange juice," she whispered to herself. "What do we do now, Dee Dee?" Lee Lee asked. "Both your parents are in the bathroom and we have to go really bad!" That's when Dee Dee had an idea. "I got it!" she said. "Come with me." So Dee Dee guided her friends to Dexter's bedroom and used the card she had in her pocket to open the locked door. "Are you sure we should be sneaking in your brother's lab, Dee Dee?" Mee Mee asked. "You know he doesn't like when we sneak inside." "We're just going to ask him if he could make a bathroom for us to use," Dee Dee said as she somehow got through the secret bookcase. "Come on." So Dee Dee's friends followed her inside and looked around. "DEXTER!" they called out walking through the lab. "DEXTER!" "Dee Dee, I think I'm going to burst," Lee Lee moaned. "Let's face it, Dee Dee," Mee Mee added. "We're not going to make it. So let's just let it all out and go change into some dry clothing. Because we're so far away from the bathroom that I can't take another step." Just then, Dee Dee spotted what looked like three porta potties built with steel. "We're saved, girls!" she told her friends. "We're saved!" The girls cheered in relief and ran to the tree porta potties. They took one each and locked the doors behind them. One by one, they pulled down their panties and sat on what appeared to be each toilets inside. As they started urinating, they sighed in relief. They couldn't be happier to have made it on time after so much desperation. Their urine each splashed into each toilet bowl loudly, and they were also laughing in relief. It was now a minute since they started, and they were finally finished. There was no toilet paper, so they each had to shake it dry instead before pulling up their panties and exiting out. "Now that felt much better," Lee Lee said. "I'm glad your brother was smart enough to build a couple porta potties in here," Mee Mee added. "Which reminds me," Dee Dee said. "I have to find Dexter to thank him." But before the girls could search for the young scientist, they saw that the porta potties were going haywire somehow. It didn't take long to realize that what the girls thought were porta potties was actually an experiment used to deliver electronics and order them. The experiment was surrounded by shocking bolts, and in about fifteen seconds, it exploded tremendously enough to leave a gigantic hole through the roof, revealing the sky outside. "DEE DEE!" the girls heard Dexter scream angrily. "Uh-oh," the girls said together. They knew Dexter was not happy with them. THE END

Hello everyone! Here´s a little omo themed story. The first two parts feature desperation and masturbation. There will be a third part which will also include wetting. I´ll post it as soon as it´s finished. Feedback is much appreciated. Have fun reading! -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- A naughty little Friday habit She closed the door behind her in a hurry, put her purse down and quickly slipped out of her shoes. Then she darted into the bathroom, yanked her pantyhose and panties down and dropped on the toilet. A powerful stream started immediately and wouldn´t stop for the next minute. Vicky signed in release. And what a release that was. Vicky had been playing again. She has been a fan of desperation and holding for the longest time but ever since she moved and got her job at the marketing company three months ago, she was actively experimenting with her kink more often than in any other phase of her life before. Vicky was 24 and her flat was her first own place without any room mates, siblings or whatever. And as much as she liked partying and company when going out, she embraced her privacy at home. It had become her naughty little Friday habit to not go to the bathroom at work after the lunch break and then continuously drink and get more and more desperate over the rest of her working hours. It gave Vicky a particular rush to be in situations where she had to hide her need. Today, it had been a real struggle at the end of the ~30 min train ride from the city center where her workplace was to her station. The following 2 km bike distance she had from there to her home had been completed in record speed. She recalled how her legs were slightly shaking when she had entered the house both desperation-induced and from her Tour-de-France bike riding effort. Luckily, the multi-story building had an elevator which quickly bought her to the fourth floor where her flat was. "That was a close call", Vicky said while the last dribbles escaped from her tingling labia. She cleaned herself and got up. A look in the mirror revealed to Vicky that her cheeks were a little red from arousal. "Yeah, that´s what a Friday afternoon of omo-fun can do to you", she playfully whispered to herself. "You naughty girl." Vicky giggled. There were no plans to meet up with friends this evening, so she had all the time in the world for some intimacy. And, even more importantly, she was sooo in the mood. So only minutes later Vicky found herself lying in bed, cozy under her blanked in only her panties. Her fantasy was running wild and so were her fingers… Imagine… Three weeks later… Vicky has had a tremendously good week. She had been at her parents´ house to celebrate the graduation of her younger sister Erica the previous weekend. Seeing her family and some old friends from home had given her a real boost. Work was going with a click of her fingers. She had felt welcomed at her job from the start but during the past weeks she felt even more like a part of the group and honest friendships with two of her female colleagues had started to form. Today was Friday. Vicky was hectically clicking through a spreadsheet to collect some numbers she needed for a power-point-presentation she was eager to complete before the weekend. It was 14:40 and she was almost about 1.5 Liters in since her lunch break. The week before she couldn´t engage in her tradition because of her trip to her family. Needless to say that she would this Friday. And Vicky was feeling ambitious and confident today. Maybe even a bit overconfident due to her overly positive last few weeks. Definitely overconfident. It was now 15:35. Vicky was sitting at her desk nice and composed. But she knew that was only for now. There was no way she would be able to hold her pee for the rest of her workday plus her way back home. That would be almost two hours from now! Although she had stopped drinking more about half an hour ago, the pressure in her bladder was continuously building. So, Vicky came to the realization that she ether had to end her hold or… or she could try to make up an excuse and leave work early. She had completed all necessary tasks for today. She didn´t really have time to make up her mind as her boss peeked through the open door and knocked on the door frame. Vicky quivered imperceptibly caught in her lewd thoughts. "Hey Vicky, I just wanted you to know A): Awesome work this week, the thing with Banks & Carlsen was great, great job there. And B): There will be software updates getting installed starting in about five minutes. Sorry for the short notice, I kind of messed up the communication with that IT guy. Yeah, and that will probably take a while, about two hours or so. So just finish and save what ever you are doing and then you can call it a day. OK?" "OK, thank you. Have a good weekend then!" "Yes, you too." Vicky couldn´t believe her luck. There was no giving up now. She shut down her office computer, tidied up her desk a bit and drank the last gulps of her water bottle emptying it completely. Then she got going. She only realized how badly she really had to pee when walking down the stairs at the main train station. Even though her workday was cut short the train ride kind of made Vicky nervous. "I think I might have overdone it this time. Why do I keep putting myself through this again?", she thought to herself. But she of course knew it all too well. "Yeah, because it´s freaking hot, that´s why", she admitted. The departure was not delayed but it didn´t line up as usual when she leaves work at 17:00 so there was a 15-minute-wait. Sitting in the train struggling to keep a straight face was usually the time when Vicky´s desperation would mix with horniness. And today was no different. When she finally got of the train and hopped on her bike Vicky could tell that her panties were slightly creamed. Racing home was like a little déjà vu. "Hold it, hold it, close call, close call. So close. Almost there." She parked and locked her bike at her usual spot outside. When she entered the building where she lived to rush to the elevator, her heart skipped a beat. Mike was standing in the elevator and put a foot in the door when he saw Vicky. "Oh nooo. Why now? That can´t be true…", Vicky screamed internally. She wasn´t very keen on sharing an elevator when being at a solid 9/10. Especially not with Mike. Vicky and Mike were not exactly strangers. Mike was a super handsome guy, 27 years old from what Vicky remembered, and lived in the same building. He moved in about two weeks after Vicky and had a flat on the fifth floor directly over her flat. Same size, same cut, same everything. She knew this because about two months back there had been a BBQ-party where all the people from this house, about 30, had met for beer and chit-chat. And BBQ of course. Vicky and Mike, being the new ones, kind of had connected and after some talking and some beers had ended up making out at his place afterwards. Neither of the two had made a move for the following weeks so to say and so there was not much conversation going on besides the occasional "hey" in the hallway. Right now, Mike seemed to be getting some furniture up to his flat. There was a big armchair and a floor lamp standing close to and a heavy looking wooden commode standing on a platform dolly already in the elevator. He waved her. Vicky couldn´t just ignore him and take the stairs. That would have been too rude. And he was such a likeable guy. So, she focused and pulled herself together. "You can do it", she told herself and squeezed in. "Hey, how are you?", Mike asked. "Haven´t seen you in a bit." Mike pressed "4" for her. Vicky tried her best to smile. "Good. You?" "Oh, I´m fine. Thanks for asking. I just bought all this stuff for 15 $. Can you imagine?", Mike replied. At this moment the elevator started moving upwards. Vicky´s semi smile was blown away. She really had to concentrate to not double over and press her hands into her crotch. She couldn´t recall a moment when she had been as acutely aware of her bladder before. She couldn´t answer his question. He went on after a few seconds of silence: "Great, eh?" Vicky wasn´t even looking at Mike. Instead she stood tensely and stared at a spot on the elevator door. "Are you mad at me or something? Listen… I know I should have… you know… but I wasn´t sure if you…" The elevator came to a halt at the fourth floor. The wave that hit her when the elevator started moving subsided. Vicky didn´t want Mike to feel bad but now was just not the time. "I, I…uhm. Sorry." As soon as the door opened, she darted out leaving a confused Mike behind. Vicky was feeling confused herself. There was a mixture of panic and embarrassment, even though nothing had happened, which both fueled her desperation-induced arousal even more. And she also felt guilty for freezing Mike off. "Well, that could´ve hardly went any more awkwardly." But for now, that was not the number one priority. The number one priority was staying dry on the last ten meters. And sometimes the last ten can be the hardest as Vicky´s bladder seemed to have developed a sixth sense for when a toilet is in reach. It needed all her effort to get the key in the lock, finally get into the safety of her flat and onto the toilet for a much awaited pee. Vicky proverbially exploded. "Oh gooosh. Pure bliss." While the hissing and gushing went on, she could feel her nipples getting hard. Her stream was still going strong but Vicky could not resist and started carefully touching herself. The feedback her vagina gave her was out of this world. Her fingers felt wet hotness between her legs and Vicky involuntarily moaned loudly. Breathing heavily she could smell her scent which turned her on even more. A shiver went through her entire body when a magic half a minute later the flood gates finally closed. Vicky could tell she was already close to a climax. Meeting Mike in the elevator really had added to her risky adventure. "Imagine not being able to stand still in front of him and dancing in obvious desperation. Oh god, so hot. Or imagine… loosing a spurt or two with him present, or even loosing complete control and having an accident with Mike noticing. Ohhh, you naughty thing." Just the thought of it mad Vicky blush and a few more intense strokes pushed her over the edge. With her climax approaching, just seconds away, she jumped from the toilet and fell onto her knees while still pleasuring herself with one hand. She was bent over resting on her knees and forearm, shoes still on, panties and pantyhose around her ankles, and looking at herself in the full size bathroom mirror when it finally rushed over her. It was an orgasm Vicky wouldn’t forget so soon.