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  1. Hey guys. After seeing some youtube channels with videos of desperate girls from live TV chat shows in the General Discussions forum, I went through all these vids and uncovered some real gems, where desperation is really obvious. I have thus downloaded these vids and will gradually post the really good ones on this thread. Hopefully, if anyone else has similar kinds of videos, they can post them here as well. (Note to moderators: I was unsure whether posting this stuff is banned or not. I've read the rules and there doesn't appear to be anything banning the posting of such vids. In fact, almost all these vids are publicly available on youtube, and since they're take from live TV stations, the girls do know that they are being filmed. However, should you really wish me to stop posting them, just inform me). The first video is from hot blonde Mikki B from red light central. You can see her obvious desperation - she holds herself, crouches on the floor, leg bouncing, and any person with no experience of lip-reading (myself included) can tell that she is pleading to be let off screen. (Note: this video originally came in two parts....I have merged them together for convenience). Enjoy RLC1 to09 10 2014 827 flv 010(1)(1).mp4
  2. From the album: Omorashi Poses and Short Sequences

    Just a one-off pose with me holding in a full bladder. Nothing special!
  3. From the album: NotJing Omo Arts

    sorry for the low resolution. there's an error in this site that force me to downgrade the resolution.

    © Notjing

  4. Hello everyone! Sorry for my inactivity but for some reason I just haven’t brought myself to write anything. For me, I write off of inspiration of my thoughts, so I just have a hard time finding inspiration to come back and write. However, I’m looking to write a new little series here about a diapered basketball team. I’d love feedback to see if you’re enjoying it so I can hopefully keep writing. Enjoy! Chapter 1: My New Job As I brushed off the excess dust off my keyboard, I sighed with annoyance. The only thing more annoying than a slow computer was a dusty slow computer. However, the dust was the least of my issues. Flashback to the summer of this year, I promised my mom that I would get a job on campus, and that I would support myself on campus this year. I was entering my second year and starting my major in sports medicine but failed to achieve the sky high grades I promised my parents. As a result they decided to cut the spare money they were giving me to spend on campus. I went on to the schools website and scanned the job page for anything. Waiter? No Cashier? No Customer service? No. All of a sudden something popped out to me on the screen: assistant trainer. It was perfect. Both an opportunity to gain experience while also holding a job. And, as a plus, a chance to be up close with girls in short shorts. I pulled up the application, filled it out, and submitted it, praying that I could at least be given an interview. Thoughts began to creep into my mind. There’s no way they give me an interview. I don’t even have any experience. What if they do? The ladies wouldn’t even like me. I’m too unattractive to be interesting. What if they do though? Maybe this’ll be my time to gain experience. The hours ticked by without a response. And then, my email popped up, a response, they wanted to give me an interview. With that, I shut my computer screen, left my dorm, and strolled around campus with my hood up and my face illuminating in the street light. I was going to have a shot. … The gym we had was huge. Granted, we were a division one basketball team but I still marveled at it’s size. The problem with this was that I had no idea where the coach’s office was. As I strolled down the steps towards the court I saw a lone girl standing on the court. She had tan skin, dark black locks, and a pretty face, but none of that compared to her backside. While it was easy to stare at her face, her ass stole the show, and it was, expanding? She had her legs spread out a bit and she was just holding the ball under her arm. Her face looked relaxed and calm and she was muttering something to herself. As I approached her I questioned bothering her but decided to, hence I continue to lose my way around the arena. “Excuse me, where is the coach’s office?” She turned around to stare at me, her genuine smile beaming down on my cautious one. “Oh, the coach’s office? It’s through the tunnel and is the first door on the left.” ”Thank you.” I couldn’t muster any compliments for her, at least not yet. For now a simple thank you would suffice. The walk across the court allowed my eyes to indulge in our beautiful blue court, as the sidelines were bathed in a beautiful blue jay blue. The stands were coated in blue as well and we even had a blue scoreboard as well. One when walking in the stadium could argue that we just took a giant paint bomb and set it off, although they’d have a point considering that wouldn’t be too far off. The coach’s office was small and there was a small lady sitting in the chair next to the banners. She had a small build, with curly gray hair, wrinkles, and a hard look that lots of cinematic coaches have. She ushered me to my seat. “Hello sir, my name is Coach Wood, but you can call me coach W. I assume you are Brandon?” I nodded my head in confirmation. “Well Brandon, what led you to this job?” I explained my predicament, first starting with the grades and leading to the lack of funding. “I see, and why did you choose this job in particular?” “I’m currently studying medicine, and I thought this would be a great opportunity to learn and work at the same time.” The woman in front of my shook her head in approval. “That’s great. We’ve been looking for oncoming students who are willing to take time to help our trainer out. Sadly, we’ve had several who have quit upon certain… conditions.” But you seem like the perfect young man for the job, your application looks great and I’d be happy to offer this job for you. I had nothing but sheer happiness and disbelief. A new job with all the benefits. What could go wrong? Thanks for reading! I hope that you enjoy this and I’ll probably have the next chapter out soon!
  5. Like the last few stories I've posted, this was originally written using characters from a non-kink book I've written. So, name-changes were made and the setting was kept vague to keep it from being recognizable, I hope the vagueness does not distract from the desperation content. The characters featured here were previously seen in this story. The video game urinals mentioned here are actually real things. I've never been a super big fan of the 'guys can pee, but girls can't' tropes in omo stories. So here I wanted to try something where the girl in question can pee, and can even do it just like a guy. But, is simply making herself hold it due to being too prideful to admit she wants someone to keep watch for her. So, her issue is purely stubbornness and not so much a physical limitation. *** Shelby was going to be first in line when the store opened in the morning. She’d be the first to get her hands on the limited edition figurine that could only be obtained by pre-ordering the new Last Reverie game from this specific chain of stores. She’d set up a tent outside the store, and already more people were joining her and doing the same. It had been murder trying to convince her parents to let her do this. Dad wasn’t too keen on the idea of her spending all night in a parking lot, and had insisted she could only go if her brother Emmett accompanied her. Shelby had been tempted to say that was a load of sexist nonsense; She and Emmett were twins, so it wasn’t like he was any more of an adult than she was. And, when push came to shove, she was more likely to be able to defend herself than Emmett was. Not only had she always just seen herself as being tougher than her fragile, nervous brother, but she’d been the one to take multiple self-defense classes and carried pepper spray everywhere. But, she really wanted to go to this, and it wasn’t like she really minded spending time with her brother. Emmett, however, did mind having to stay up so late, and then try to get some rest in a sleeping bag that offered little cushion from the pavement. He also really minded the fact that he could not shower or brush his teeth before going to bed. He felt dirty all over, all his sweat from the day still caked on his body, and his teeth uncleaned; Plaque was basically bacteria poop, and the knowledge that he couldn’t rinse that crud off was making him profoundly uncomfortable. He was just glad he’d at least remembered his hand sanitizer. He was even more glad when he realized that, after the stores closed, he wouldn’t be able to use a proper restroom with a sink in it to wash his hands afterwards. No, instead it seemed everyone had decided to pee into bottles. It had repulsed him to no end, but eventually the pressure in his bladder had outweighed his disgust and he’d given in and made use of a bottle. Then emptied at least a quarter of his hand sanitizer into his palms. Shelby kind of groaned as he did these things. He thought maybe she was about to tease him for being such a germaphobe again. Or that she didn’t like being in earshot of her brother peeing in a bottle. Or maybe she’d filled one of his bottles of hand-sanitizer with super-glue again and was disappointed that he’d grabbed the one that she hadn’t sabotaged. He stood up to throw out the bottle somewhere. Shelby groaned again, quieter now. Really, she was groaning because the sound of Emmett peeing in the bottle had made her own bladder spasm with need. She’d been so excited to get here and be first in line that she hadn’t peed before leaving the house, and had been drinking a lot of soda all day since she knew she’d need the caffeine. All of it wanted out now. But, she didn’t think she could pee in one of the bottles, all the openings were too small to be usable for her. She was pretty sure, anyway. The thing was, Shelby was more adept at controlling her stream than most girls were. She could even pee standing up like a guy so long as she pulled her pants down low enough. She’d taught herself this new skill a couple years ago. On an Internet forum, she had been made aware of the existence of a particular kind of urinal that was built with a sensor that kept track of the position and strength of the user’s stream, and came equipped with LCD screens mounted above them that housed a video game. Instead of a controller, the game was operated with the user’s pee stream. On the forum, some jackass was using the existence of these things to ‘prove’ that women did not belong in gaming. Shelby told him that that was complete nonsense, along with a few more colorful phrases. They’d fired back and forth at each other so much that the topic ended up getting locked by the board’s moderators. Still, Shelby kept thinking about the urinal video games, and how unfair it was that anyone would develop a game that half of the population physically could not play. But then she thought that maybe she was wrong. She’d been told all her life that she was not supposed to pee standing up, but she’d never actually tried it. Maybe she could do it, and she just didn’t know because she hadn’t tried; It had just been too ingrained into her that it was impossible. She was not brazen enough to just try and do it on a whim, so she did some research first. She found that people with female parts could, in fact, pee standing up; There were devices that could be purchased to do it, and even a method to do it without any such device. She found online stores to purchase the devices, but then imagined Emmett or her parents opening the package it was in before she did. That would be awkward. So, instead she was going to try and do it without a device. That, she thought, would also prove the asshole on that forum even more wrong. She practiced in the shower for a long time, until she could reliably hit the drain every single time. She kind of had to lean funny, and force her pee out really, really hard, but it worked. Then, she started doing it at the toilet at home with all of her clothing off. Once she got the hang of that, she did it with her clothes on. There were a couple mishaps before she figured out how far her pants needed to be lowered, but after that it was easy. She rarely sat down to pee anymore, which was super useful in public bathrooms. She swore, it was like people who ‘hovered’ were just trying to make a mess, and it was nice not to have to sit in it. She’d kept her new talent a secret for a while. But, it made her feel such a weird sense of pride that she wanted to show it off. Just… That wasn’t really the most socially acceptable thing to do. She imagined meeting that jackass from the forum in real life someday, conveniently just outside a men’s room that housed those video game urinals. She’d challenge him to a game and proceed to thoroughly wipe the floor with his chauvinistic ass. But, that was unlikely to ever happen. Still, she wanted to show off to somebody; She was doing something that most people thought was impossible and it made her feel strangely powerful. She finally got the chance to display her skill to someone when on a trip with her family. They’d made several stops at gas stations, where her germaphobic, clean-freak of a brother refused to pee, even as he got visibly more and more desperate. She’d watched as he constantly twisted around in his seat, staring desperately out the window while palming his crotch. She pointed out to him he was being silly, and so did their parents, but still he said he’d hold it until they were somewhere ‘clean’. Partway through the trip he was basically out of his seat and gripping himself for all he was worth. Dad even offered to just pull over and let him pee on the side of the road, but since Emmett didn’t have his hand sanitizer to clean up with afterwards, that wasn’t good enough either. Shelby thought he was being a complete moron, but if he wanted to just pee all over himself and the car, that was his prerogative. But, he didn’t pee himself. They got to the hotel and he was still miraculously dry. While Dad got them checked into their room, Emmett ran, half-hunched over, for the men’s room in the lobby. Seeing him fidget and squirm for the past three hours had made Shelby feel a bit of an urge to go as well, and as she watched him hobble desperately for the restroom, she’d realized her own bladder was pretty full. They’d gotten to the hotel fairly late in the night. The lobby was totally deserted save for them and the employees. She walked the same direction Emmett had and pushed open the door to the men’s room. Emmett was at one of the urinals, and Shelby could hear him peeing so hard she thought his stream could probably strip paint off a wall. The moan of relief he’d been making cut off as soon as he saw her; “What are y—“ Shelby did not give him a chance to finish, “Check this out!” she said. She proceeded to take the urinal right beside his, pull her pants down to around her knees, lean back, position her hands, and release. Her pee sprayed into the urinal, not a drop going down her legs instead. “What the Hell!?” Emmett’s face went red. This was not the kind of thing a person saw everyday. He didn’t really want to see it, honestly. She was his freaking sister and now she was partially naked right beside him. That was okay when they were younger, sure, but not now. If his bladder wasn’t so worn out and sore after hours of desperation, he would have tried to cut off his flow and just leave. But, he couldn’t stop peeing; his bladder had been so utterly full that it was determined to keep draining until there was nothing left inside it. So, he was trapped there. “Cool, right?” Shelby asked. “No! How are you even doing that?!” “It’s really easy, I kinda make a peace sign with my fingers, and then put them—“ “N-Never mind! I don’t want to know!” Emmett interrupted. He tried not to pay attention to what Shelby was doing, just focus on how good it felt to finally pee after holding it all day on bumpy roads. He blocked her out eventually, once she’d stopped talking. Even though Emmett had started peeing before she’d even entered the room, by the time Shelby was finished he was still going strong. She pulled up her pants. “What do you think of my mad skills?” “I think you need to stop talking to me,” Emmett said. “At least wait for me to finish first.” After his bladder was empty and took some of his discomfort away with it, he told Shelby that he supposed that was a little impressive. Just, in a really gross, bizarre way. “Also, if you want to use urinals, don’t take the one right next to someone else, okay?” “Why not?” “It’s just a thing. You shouldn’t do it.” “So, like, if somebody comes in about to have an accident, and the only available urinal is right next to somebody else they just have to hold it?” “Yes.” “That’s stupid,” Shelby said. “What if that had been the case when you came in here earlier? You would have just wet yourself with a toilet right there?” “It’s just a thing,” Emmett repeated. “Okay?” Now, sitting in the parking lot of the game store, Shelby tried not to think of those memories. That time in the hotel, it had felt really good to let go of her bladder and pee. Just like she knew it would feel extremely amazing to do right now. But, even if she could pee standing up, even if she could use a urinal without making a mess of herself, the tiny opening of the bottle would be impossible. Now, of course, that was not the only option she had. She’d seen some of the guys in line behind her pee against the wall in between two stores. She could do that, it was a much larger target to hit after all. But, she’d still have to take her pants down to at least her knees. She may not have minded doing that in front of her brother, but… Well, he was her brother. Her twin brother. They’d seen each other naked lots of times growing up, so it just felt different to her, like it just wasn’t a very big deal. A bunch of strange men she didn’t even know, on the other hand? That was a different story. Even if she went further down the alleyway, she’d still feel like they were looking at her and could see everything. And… Maybe they’d be too stunned by the sight of a girl peeing standing up to pay attention to anything else, but her butt would still be visible and she didn’t want any of them getting a peek at it. She could ask Emmett to come with her and keep watch. Stand right behind her and block the view of any potential voyeurs. Except, she’d wanted to prove to herself that she didn’t need an ‘escort’. She didn’t need to rely on her brother like her Dad had assumed. She could handle herself fine. She didn’t want to admit that she needed help with anything. So, she decided to wait until people started going to sleep. Once that happened, she’d go down the alleyway and relieve herself. Simple. What wasn’t so simple was not making it obvious that she had to go. Her legs had been crossed over each other as she sat for the last half hour, and now she’d begun sitting on top of her foot to keep her urine where it belonged. She hoped no one noticed how much she was squirming. Emmett returned from throwing out the bottle he’d used as an emergency toilet and gave a yawn. “Well, I’m going to try and sleep now,” he said. “Oh, yeah, me too,” Shelby said. She knew that once she was in her sleeping bag, she’d have more privacy to writhe. The two crawled into their tent and Emmett quickly settled inside his sleeping bag. But, he shifted uncomfortably. “Ugh… This material is way too thin,” Emmett said. “I swear I can feel every crack in the pavement under me.” Shelby didn’t say anything, she started to get into her own sleeping bag. When she laid down on her back, her bladder suddenly felt even fuller. She could practically feel the tender skin of her abdomen stretching overtop of it. She turned onto her side and swore she could hear the liquid inside her slosh with the motion. The horrid pressure was still there. She tried to flip onto her stomach— “Ahh!” She yelped. That had been a terrible idea! The worst idea ever in the history of bad ideas! Rolling onto her front had practically put all of her body weight onto her bladder, it had been enough to make her lose a few drops. “Yeah, not too comfortable, is it?” Emmett asked. Shelby turned back onto her side, deciding that was the most manageable position. Her hands, concealed by the sleeping bag, went right between her legs and she pressed herself into her palms as she tried to get a handle on things again. “Nnnh,” she breathed. “No. It’s not.” “Are you okay?” Emmett asked. “You sound hurt. There’s not… Like, a nail underneath you or something, is there?” Shelby almost said it then. She almost said “I just need to pee really bad. Please come with me and keep watch.” But, she couldn’t. She could take care of herself. So, instead she said “Just… Got a cramp in my leg.” “Need some water?” Emmett asked. “That helps.” “No!” Shelby answered, perhaps a bit too quickly. “It’s fine. It’s fine. It went away.” “Well, okay, if you’re sure,” Emmett said. He laid back down and turned away from her. Shelby was grateful he had, now she felt like she had even more privacy. Her hands remained tucked between her legs and she clenched her thighs around them. Her ankles rubbed together. She just laid there and waited, listening to the sounds of other people outside the tent. Slowly, way too slowly, the number of voices dropped down lower and lower. People were going to sleep finally. Every few minutes, Shelby’s bladder would spasm, the walls squeezing in on themselves as they fought to push out everything she had stored inside her. Sometimes, one of these spasms would result in a leak. She could feel her pants growing a little damp underneath her pressed palms. Eventually, silence fell outside. Shelby tried to wait a few extra minutes, just to be sure. Those extra minutes were the worst of all. Her bladder was so certain she was the only one awake now, confused why that hadn’t resulted in relief yet. When she was finally positive no one was up to see her, she started to get up. Getting onto her knees was torturous, but that had nothing on the pain produced by crawling from the tent. She had to keep one of her hands against herself as she moved and her legs just refused to untangle from each other, so she was more just dragging herself along. Outside the tent, she was unable to fully stand up. She managed it for a split second, but then doubled over on herself as the longest spurt yet trickled down her legs. She limped to the alleyway, certain she looked just like her brother had that night at the hotel. She was now beginning to think that, maybe she’d been acting just as silly as he had that day. There should have been no shame in asking him to keep watch for her. It was understandable she wouldn’t want to pull down her pants where a stranger could see. Oh well, it was over now. She was gonna pee in just a few seconds. Once she was in the alley though, her skin started to prickle. It was really dark here… And really, really quiet. She couldn’t even hear a cricket chirping or anything. The emptiness was creeping her out. She tried to ignore that as she lowered her pants and adopted the position she’d learned was the easiest to stand to pee in, prepared for mind-bending amounts of relief. But, nothing happened. That was weird, and it kind of freaked her out. Every other time in her life that she’d told her body it was time to pee, it had been instant; she’d just peed. She’d never had to try to go, especially not when she was as desperate as she was in that moment. But, this time, it felt like something was in the way, like something just refused to loosen. She groaned and pulled her pants down the rest of the way. She lowered herself into a squat, thinking that might work better. It didn’t. Nothing came out. She pressed a hand against her lower stomach, and that made her yelp in pain again. But, no stream. Had she held it for so long that she’d broken something? That idea scared her, but not as much as dark, eerie silence of the alleyway. Maybe that was it. Since she felt so scared, she was too tense to even pee. But, what could she do about it? She knew exactly what she could do about it. The trouble was just that she didn’t want to. She knew Emmett would be very irritated about being woken up, and she still didn’t want to admit she needed help, but she saw no other options. She would burst soon if she didn’t get her bladder to empty somehow. Hobbling back to the tent and crawling back inside made her spurt several more times. That annoyed her; Why was her bladder willing to release now when she was trying to hold it, but refused to ease when she’d wanted to let go? She nudged Emmett, feeling a touch guilty. She knew it must have taken him a while to get to sleep since he was so uncomfortable. He wasn’t going to like being woken up again. He grimaced as he woke and did not open his eyes. “What?” he mumbled. “I need to pee,” Shelby said. “Then pee,” Emmett said. “I need you,” Shelby admitted quietly. “I need you to keep watch for me, okay?” “What are you talking about…” Emmett asked. He opened his eyes and seemed to remember where they were. “Oh, right…” He rubbed his tired eyes. “Why didn’t you go before we went to bed?” Shelby’s wrists were pressing between her thighs now as she writhed; “I don’t know…” she whimpered out. “Pride, I guess.” “Pride?" Emmett repeated, not understanding. “I didn’t want to ask you to keep watch,” Shelby said. “That’s just silly.” “I know, okay? I realized that when I saw how dark and creepy the alley is at night. Can you just help me?” “Okay, okay,” Emmett said. “I kinda have to go too, anyway.” The two exited the tent, Shelby making tiny, little distressed sounds as she crawled. The small sounds transformed into loud gasps and groans when she struggled to stand, hands clutching herself tight. Emmett was watching her display and shaking his head. He would have gladly kept watch for her sooner if she’d just said something about it. He didn’t understand why she was so averse to asking for help all the time. Everyone needed help sometimes, and one of the nice things about having a twin was supposed to be that you always had someone around to ask. They reached the alleyway again. “Are you gonna do that weird thing again?” Emmett asked. He didn’t know why. Of course she was going to pee standing up again. Given the choice between squatting to pee and just doing it standing, Emmett figured everyone would choose to stand if they knew how. He’d never squatted to pee outside, he’d never had a reason to, but he was pretty sure the position wasn’t very comfortable to stay in for very long, and made it more likely for the person to pee on their own feet or something. Sure enough, Shelby quickly began hosing down the wall just like a guy would. “Ahhhhh…” she breathed. Relief overtook her as her stream spattered the concrete in front of her. She couldn’t believe she’d managed to make it, the loosening of her pelvic muscles felt like a hard-won reward. The shift of the massive, painful weight in her core transformed agony into unrestrained pleasure. “This feels so good…” “Please don’t talk to me while you do that,” Emmett said. “But, Emmett, it feels so good…” “And definitely don’t say my name.” Emmett was trying very hard not to pay attention, partially because the fact his sister peed like a boy honestly just weirded him out, and partially because the sound was making him more aware of how much he needed to empty his own bladder. It was hard to block it out, though. Shelby’s stream was so forceful, it sounded like a watery explosion. It didn’t sound like a mere stream at all, just furious, intense hissing. And it kept going on and on and on. He didn’t know how anyone could pee that hard, especially for so long. The sound of it was taunting his bladder so much and he began to jiggle up and down as he wished she’d hurry up and finish soon so he could go. She noticed his bouncing and told him he could pee now if he wanted. He wanted to argue that it would be hard to keep watch and handle his need at the same time, but his bladder was fed up with waiting and listening to Shelby soak the wall with what must have been gallons of hissing pee. He stood next to her and unzipped, his own stream beginning less than a second later. “Phew…” he sighed. “Swordfight!” Shelby declared, and she directed her stream against her brother’s. Emmett jumped a little, but couldn’t stop peeing. “Ack, stop! That’s gross!” “It’s not. Urine’s sterile,” Shelby said. “I think… I read it somewhere, but I might be wro—“ “Either way, it’s still weird,” Emmett said. “Why’s it weird for me to pee standing up, but it’s not weird for you to do it?” “Because…” Emmett groped for words, but couldn’t think of anything. “I don’t know… I guess it’s just because it’s… unusual for a girl to do that.” “It’s fun,” Shelby said. “Don’t you think so?” “I’ve never really thought about it, but I guess?” Shelby finally finished up and Emmett did so as well a few seconds after. “Do you still need to… y’know, wipe afterwards?” “Not usually,” Shelby said, pulling her pants back up. “I think since I have to pee so hard, I don’t notice as much left on me afterwards.” “You ever have that thing happen where you think you’re done, and then a few more drops come out once you get to the sink?” Emmett asked. “I’ve always hated that, it feels so gross. I only hear guys mention it, so I figure it has to do with going standing up.” “I’ve never had that,” Shelby shrugged. “Thanks for coming with me, by the way. Next time you’re gonna have to actually swordfight with me, though.” “Who said there was gonna be a ‘next time’?!”
  6. Version 0.6

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    Disclaimer: I am not the developer of this game, only uploading it here on his behalf. You can get in contact him through the Twitter links posted in this description. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- More information and updates on the game can be found on the developer's Twitter: https://twitter.com/nomakogame or their (now defunct) tumblr: https://nomakodev.tumblr.com/ (Paraphrased) From the developer "NoMaKo is an omorashi RPG. If the term “omorashi” is alien to you, then this probably isn’t your type of game! It’s usual turn based RPG action with adventures to be had, dungeons to be travelled through, and many puzzles to solve. All while drinking to recover HP and MP and having to deal with the bladder need of the characters who are animated with progressively more desperate squirming. If this need isn’t handled, well… laundry can be done at any inn! Design is intended to not be frustrating: running is always successful, no missing, KO’d party members still receive EXP, etc! A unique feature compared to other RPGs of this type is the ability for characters to learn to push themselves further with holding. After an accident or using the toilet when beyond their limit, the character’s holding ability will permanently grow slightly! This can be seen on their status page. This demo’s playtime is estimated to be around 4-6 hours. It’s not encrypted, so if you have RPG Maker VX Ace, you may totally open the project and snoop about. I want to see more omo games, so I hope to show off how I did things so others may follow! Look through the common events and look in the scripts file and see the modification I did to the Actor script to add the omo system. Please enjoy and leave feedback if you wish! I hope you enjoy your adventure with Noelle, Maple, and Kora! Known Issues Windows 10 users, there is an issue with crashing. Among testers, consistently it was found that anyone who had the game crash occasionally at battle start up was running Windows 10. Don’t know why! So right click the game, set properties to Windows 7 compatibility and save often! Might help. FIXED IN 0.3.2. Also, sometimes desperation/wetting notices may be triggered just as you change screens, with the changing of screen interrupting it. A minor annoyance, but not really a big problem!" ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- So in essence, NoMaKo is a newcomer to the Omorpg scene. I have played through it and, in my opinion, it is a fun, light-hearted adventure that is reminiscent of older JRPGs. Some of it's features include: -Unique battle sprites and animations for all three of the playable characters (including different desperation stages and wettings). -The ability to increase the size of each character's bladder by having them hold to their limits. -An interesting take on RPG gameplay as well as a plethora of puzzles. The RPG Maker VX Ace RTP is required to play the game. If you enjoyed it please give the creator a note, I'm sure they will appreciate it!
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    Part two of the SuzukianKane Collection. Enjoy, Rachel
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  8. This is a new story series if mine that I've mentally been working on for a while, and have big plans for (possibly up to 15-20 chapters!) Knowing me though, i always run out of steam after a while. But I really like this idea and want to give it a go, so here is chapter one! BE WARNED! This series will include messing as a common theme, so if that's not your vibe, no worries. But some of the stories will be wetting only, such as chapter one. I won't differentiate from here on out though, so read at your own peril. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- High school can either be hell, or it can be meh. For me, it was the later, up until my junior year. I had my group of friends and I got along well enough with everyone, but there was nothing spectacular going on in my life. No big sports teams, no shows or plays I'm acting in, and worst of all, no girlfriend. That is, until I started talking to Abby. She and I technically grew up together, in the sense that we've always gone to the same school and known who the other was, but that's about it. Our friend groups never really overlapped, but there was never any animosity either. Abby and I shared 4th period English, which we had right before lunch. We sat together in class and got to know one another a little better, although very casually at first. And as luck would have it, neither of us actually shared our lunch break with any of our friends, so as we got to know each other better, we started eat lunch together as well, meaning we'd spend two straight hours together every day. We learned we shared a lot of the same interests. We both liked to play video games, we both enjoyed being fairly active and going on hikes, watching sports and movies, and a few other things! She was also just a lot of fun too. She was always looking to something wild, like jump across a big gap, try to do a cartwheel down the crowded halls, stuff like that. She was also always up for dates, I would constantly over hear her and her friends and she'd say something like "ya dare me to??" In response to something and I'd laugh. Naturally, as it tends to happen in high school, Abby and I got to flirting. We became fast friends in class and during lunch. We started working together on assignments, and started sharing more and more about our lives. We hadn't explicitly started going steady yet, but if you stared long enough you could certainly tell we were flirting. I'd star at her a little too long, she'd punch me on the arm, I'd try to laugh with her as much as I could, she'd dress a little nice, a little more provocative even on some days. It's here where I suppose I should share how we both look. I'm you're average looking guy for the most part. 6 feet, normal build, red hair, normal sense of style. I'm by no means ugly, but I'm not an Adonis either. Abby though... She was a knockout. She was 5'6, brown wavy hair, brown eyes and legs to die for. She had a gift from god, in that she had a massive booty without even trying. Her chest might be considered small to some, but she was gorgeous to me. Although, id never shared any of this with her. It's also at this point I should mention I have a fairly serious piss and shit fetish... After all, you're here reading this! I just can't get enough of it, I absolutely love it when a girl has to go so bad she does it in her pants. Accidents, panties, leggings, diapers, all freaking fantastic. But as with most of us, unfortunately it's been just that, a fantasy. Or so I thought. "Hey Alex!" Abby said to me as she walked into class. "Hey!" I said back. Abby walked over to where I was sitting and sat right on top of my desk. "Guess what!" She said excitedly. I squeezed out a "Wh--" before she cut me off. "I've got the weekend to myself!! My parents are going on a mini vacation, which means I'll be home alone, thank GOD. I need a break from them so bad." Abby said to me. "Oh awesome!" I replied. I choose my next words very carefully. "Got any big plans this weekend then?" "Nah not really" she said. "I'm just so happy I get to have a free weekend for once." I was about to muster up the courage to ask if she wanted to do something together, but just as I was going to our teacher walked in the room, and Abby slid off my desk and into hers beside me, as class began. Class went on as normal, and we got to working on this and that, reading and writing. Over the duration of the class, I noticed Abby started to get really fidgety. I made a mental note of it, but didn't think much of it at the time, as my brain was squarely focused on English instead of in the gutter. Class had maybe ten minutes left when she leans over to me and says: "I really have to pee." These words did bring me out of my focus on school, and I practically did a double take when she said it. To keep me cool though I gave a slight chuckle and just shook my head, as not to draw suspicion from her or the teacher. Class finished up, with Abby fidgeting and bouncing her legs constantly. However, she had a problem ahead, and we both knew it. Our classroom was rather far from the lunchroom, meaning if we didn't get there fast, we would wait in line for food, not get a table, or both. So if she went to the bathroom ahead of time, we'd certainly be waiting a while to eat. So when class was over she asked me, "do you think I have time to run to the bathroom before lunch?" "I doubt it, it's nacho day and look, people Are already running that way!" I said, gesturing to our classmates rushing out the door. "Oh shoot, fine let's go, I'm starving!" She said back. We immediately got going, and was able to get in line without having to wait too long. Once we sat down at a table I said to her, "you can go ahead and go to the bathroom, I'll keep your seat." I know this goes against what I deeply wanted inside, but I'm not about to out that part of myself right here in the lunchroom. "Ugh no, I do still have to go pretty bad but I'm starving, let's just eat." I just shrugged, and got to chowing down, since I was hungry too. We had a table to ourselves surprisingly, and we enjoyed laughing and talking as we would normally do every day. We also flirted pretty hard core as well. Abby had touched my arm a few times, which hadn't gone unnoticed by me, and I kept sticking my leg out a little farther so it would bump into hers. You know, harmless high school flirting. "You're too funny Alex I can't believe you!" She said to me laughing, after I made a dirty joke. "Hey, I just call it like I see it!" I said back. She deep sighed then said to me, "fuck I really have to pee now, I won't make it through another class." "Well go then!" I said back to her. "What, here??" She said to me, incredulously. I did another double take, and quickly laughed to Avery any tension that may have caused. "No you goon, go to the bathroom!" "Ooooooh hahaha!" She said, laughing very hard. I joined in and kept laughing. But then, she really blew my mind, and all inhibitions went out the window. As we stopped laughing, she got a look in her eyes, leaned over and said, "Dare me to go right here?" I paused. My heart literally shit from 70 bpm to over 100 in a second. I locked eyes with her and paused, knowing I'd have to play this very carefully. Is she playing with me? Is she serious? Joking? I answered with a laugh. "Oh yeah like peeing in the lunchroom is a good idea." "Why not?? The school bathrooms are nasty, and I really have to go, who's gonna know??" She said, doubling down. I replied, "what're you gonna do, just drop your pants and squat?? Everyone would see you!" "No, I'd go in my pants! I'm wearing black leggings, no one will see!" Now my heart shot up to 120 bpm. "You wouldn't." I said "It wouldn't be the first time I've peed myself." She said in a whisper. Now, my heart nearly stopped. Then I said, "Ok Abby, you're on. I dare you!" "What do I get if I do it??" She said to me with a punch of the arm. I figured since I'd gotten this far, why not go for broke. I took a deep breath, and prayed. "If you do it, you win a date with yours truly?" Her eyes widened, but then she gave me another look and touched my arm and said. "What do you get out of this?" I thought about it and said with a wink, "I think I win either way." She was silent for another moment, then just stared me down. She said "deal", with a wink, then she straightened up. I still couldn't believe she was actually going through with this and said, "Wait so your actually gonna do it??" "Yes!" She said. "I want to win that date you offered!" This time, I was speechless. I might have even been in love. I couldn't get another word out before she closed her eyes, took a deep breathe, and said, "I'm going now" She was sitting across from me so I couldn't see what was happening, but I could see every other tell tale sign. She closed her eyes, shook a little, then sat absolutely still. I heard the smallest of drops as her pee went from the crotch her pants, off the chair and onto the floor, but most of it was actually stopped up by her black leggings. I even could smell it a little, although that was much harder to tell. "I can't believe you're peeing yourself " I said in disbelief. "I can't either!" She said back to me. I got so incredibly aroused in that moment, it was very difficult not to show it or give anything away about how I felt in the moment. I was just in heaven, watching Abby be in absolute bliss as she emptied her bladder into her pants. "There, all done!" She said to me with a wicked smile. "That was absolutely amazing" I said before I could catch myself. "Amazing huh??" She said back to me. I was now in panic mode. Had I said to much? I stammered away, "oh I mean... Uh... I uh..." She laughed. "No you're right it was pretty amazing! I've never done that in such a public place before! Feels so naughty of me!" "Haha yeah!" Was all I could force out of me. Then there was a silence for a few seconds as we kind of just stared at each other. "So I guess I win that date, right?" She said to me, softly. Before I could respond, the lunch bell rang, signaling we had to get to our next class. Abby started getting up, while I still sat there in disbelief of everything. I was able to muster a smile right as she was about to turn and walk away "Call me later!" She said, again with that trademark smile of hers. And she started walking away. "I will!!" I yelled back to her. She turned and took a few steps backwards while looking at me and smiling. Then she did a quick "I still can't believe I did that" smile before turning away again. I just stared at her ass as long as I could, I didn't care if anyone saw me. I saw the wet spot all up her ass checks and halfway down her legs. It was the most amazing thing I had ever seen. The rest of the day went be in a flash. I could hardly think about anything else after what had happened in the lunch room. I was on cloud nine, and couldn't wait to go out with Abby! I still couldn't believe it all! Once I was home later that night, I gave Abby a call. She answered in the second ring. "Hey you!" She said in a happy tone. "Hey! What's up?" I said back. "Nothing much, just trying to finish up some homework. How about you?" She said. "Same, I'm tired of working haha." I was quickly running out of things to say, I didn't exactly know how to approach the elephant in the room, which was her peeing herself in lunch today. Luckily though, she did that for me. "So I bet you're still thinking about lunch today, right?" She said. "As a matter of fact I am! What tipped it off?" I said. "Well I'm still thinking about it too! It's still so crazy to me! I've had accidents before, but never like that!" She said. I replied, perhaps a little too enthusiastically, "woah woah, you have??" "Haha of course!" She said with a laugh. "Plenty of times. At the pool, at work, on road trips, I guess I just don't have the best bladder!" We both laughed at that one. "But I gotta ask, this doesn't gross you out? Most guys always scream "ew" if I pee myself in front of them." In a rush I said, "no! No, it doesn't gross me out at all!" "Why?" And there it was. I had a choice to make, and I had to make it fast. Do I lie? Do I tell the truth, that it's a fetish of mine? Would it gross her out? Is that too forward? I decided to try and split the difference between the truth and a lie. "I don't know, I mean it just doesn't. I've seen a couple of people pee themselves before, it's whatever. Besides, you looked pretty cute as you did it too!" As you can tell, I decided to fucking send it. I'd already gotten this far by doing essentially nothing, let's see what doing something gets me. She paused just long enough to get me to panic a little, before saying: "Oooho really now! Well that's certainly good to know!" She said with what I could tell was delight in her voice. I stuck the landing, for now. "Haha yeah, so you've got nothing to worry about if you ever have another accident while I'm around!" I replied. She laughed, saying "I'm glad to hear that!" We both laughed, before we continued talking about other things. We ended up setting up our first actual "date," or "hang out," whatever label you want to call it. She made good on that bet, so we decided to go see a movie.
  9. Hey y'all! So, if I'm being honest, sharing these stories with all you wonderful people has become my new favorite creative outlet; something I've been in dire need of. I won't go in to detail about my mental health struggles here, as I like to keep my posts light and funny. Just know that finding this site has become a small speck of light in the darkness that has been my life for years, and I truly cherish every single interaction I've had on this amazing site. Thank you all. So. It's 2012. I'm 27, well into my divorce, livin' in a hood-ass apartment complex in Arlington, Texas(in between Fort Worth and Dallas), and working as the Unofficial Sous Chef at the employee cafe/canteen in the global headquarters building of a company that(among other things) makes helicopters for the United States Department Of Defense. Monday thru Friday, PTO, holidays off, benefits, and pretty decent pay for the time. I'd been workin' there a year already and had quickly become the Number One Heavy-Hitter on the entire crew; only one who could handle more shit at once than me was our Executive Chef; Chef "Chino"(he told me to call him that, he was TOTALLY cool with it!). Chef "Chino" is a 5'6" 200lb(168cm 91kg) Cinese Gordon Ramsey, with a slight Napoleonic Complex, and a penchant for stress-eating. He wasn't over-weight tho, he worked out a lot and did Triple Gun shooting competitions. He's also the greatest Chef I've ever had the priviledge of working for in my 12 year career in foodservice. I learned so much from him. So my job, as the Unofficial Sous Chef, was to ALWAYS back Chef "Chino"; he was "Bad Cop" and I was "Good Cop." Which meant whenever he tapped me on the shoulder as he was walking past me, I knew what time it was. "Goddamnit, Guys. EVERYONE LINE IT UP!!!" I'd shout; I knew how to make my voice carry better than Chef, better for the initial shock to make sure you get everyone's attention. Everyone lined up by the office facing Chef "Chino" and me. My job was to stand behind Chef with my arms folded across my chest and do my damnedest to 1) Not look like a disappointed uncle, and B) Keep a straight face thru what's about to happen next. Chef launches into to this tirade of transgresions, providing physical proof as evidence when available. He always went out of the way to make these puplic group harranguings as ridiculous as possible, while still driving home the underlaying message of "Y'all Fucked Up And That's Why I'm PISSED!" I was also the Breakfast Guy. Which meant I had to drag my happy ass thru those double doors by 4:30am, just enough time to get the breakfast buffet ready by 6am if I fuckin' hurry. It's late August, nice chill day at work. I'm getting my station prepped for lunch service when in walks this 5'11" 190lb(180cm 86kg) tall drink of water, with dark strawberry-blonde hair pulled back to reveal gauged earlobes, and a dark blue steel industrial in one ear. As she got closer I saw the septim peircing(my kryptonite from both men and women! ) accentuating her oval shapped face. An eyebrow ring opposite the industrial finished the look. I was taken aback. 'Who is this?' I thought to myself. We smiled to each other as she walked by towards the office. She shook Chef's hand and they both went into the office; the sound of the door closing snapped me out of my stupor. I see her start to fill out an application as I get back to work. As I was working, I noticed her watching me from time to time. Her light blue eyes tracking me as I went about getting my station set up. 'Shit,' I thought. 'This chick's gonna be Trouble.' I get everything set up and clock out for my break. I wave at her thru the office windows as I stroll out the double doors; she waved back. I mosied over to the parking lot so I could chain-smoke in my car for 30mins straight, and mentally prepared myself for lunch service. I saw Chef after I clocked back in and was putting the finishing touches on my station. "So what'd you think?" he asked me. "Think about what?" I knew exactly what he was talking about, but I had to play it cool. "The new girl! She's got good experience, and she's finishing up her culinary degree at the jr college." "Right on," I replied. I'm the mothafuckin' Apotheosis Of Cool. "She starts tomorrow. Her name's "Lily." And you're gonna be training her." He walked off. I would't have had time to answer anyway, the gates had just openned up. Signalling the start of lunch service. 'Well.' I thought to myself. 'Fuck.' So quick shoutout to @DerekOmoso for suggesting I use a flower as her name instead of a stripper stage name like I've been doing. 'Cause it made me remember that I would eventually have her contact picture as this in my phone: She thought it was fuckin' hilarious! So we fast-forward a few months; "Lily" and I are dating and have been goin' at it non-stop like two mice in a wool sock! I mean...this chick...we wore each other OUT those first few weeks! We fucked AT LEAST twice a day for NINE DAYS STRAIGHT!!! It was awesome! And the only reason we couldn't break double-digits is because we were both too sore and exhausted. I told her my dick was so sore it was starting to hurt whenever I got hard. She was more than understanding, as she told me she was so sore from my "amazingly fat girthy cock repeatedly murdering her vagina,"(her EXACT words) she was legitimately concerned she'd have difficulty walking the next day. Ah...so much sex. One of her friends pulled me aside while a bunch of us were hangin' out and shootin' pool at this dive bar by "Lilys'" parents' house. She told me "I don't know how much she's exagerated when she told me how much you were packin' down there, and I don't wanna know. I do know that you know what you're doing with it; I've NEVER seen her this happy with a new man!" Her friend grinned and gave me "knucks," and with out missin' a beat: "If you hurt her, I'ma cut your dick off with my tourne knife(a 4"(101.6mm) knife with an extremely sharp, curved blade. Used for carving potatoes.) while you're asleep." She gave me a hug and went back to go join her friends. Goddamn female Chefs...mmm. Fuckin' love 'em!!! We were both so comfortable in exploring different things together. Once she learned about my pee fetish, she just fuckin' ran with it! She told me she'd always been interested rope bondage, so I ordered a highly-recommended Beginner's Guide book and 30'(9.14m) of Japanese silk bondage rope from amazon. Now, we never moved in together, but it was a given that after work on Fridays until Sunday evenings would be spent together in various states of undress in my apartment. My sheets would have to be washed at least twice during the weekend, as ALL my fitted sheets would become soaked in piss and cum(and sometimes blood depending on the time of the month, but that's never bothered me. Nothin' a shower can't fix). So our Friday nights would always go as follows...I'd get off work at around 2pm, as I was the first one thru the double doors every morning. "Lily" would be off work by 3:30pm or so. This gave me plenty of time to go home, smoke a bowl, tidy up the the place, and rub one out real quick while I'm takin' a shower. She'd always show up right as I'm getting dressed. We'd hop in my car and go grab whatever supplies we needed for the weekend; food, booze, weed, lube, bondage tape. You know, just the basics. We'd get back to my place and put everything away, and set up her PS4 and tv next to my xbox. That's right folks! Not only was she super attractive; with her amazingly toned legs from being a semi-pro figure skater during all her teenage years, multiple tattoos, nipple rings, and 3, coun't 'em, 3(!) navel peircings...but she was also a Gamer Chick! Multiplying those previously aforementioned attributes by Over 9000! During this time I'm slowly being driven crazy. Ya see, we had rules. "Lily" would stay fully clothed and purposefully Hold for a few hours. Undressing only when she decided she wanted to go pee. But I still would never know when this was happening; we'd be smoking and/or drinking by then and gaming. And "Lily" was a fuckin' Jedi Master when it came to Holding! Nothing phased her, not even tickling! It was uncanny. Eventually she would always manage to get up without me noticing. I'd hear from the bathroom, "Hey Hun, can you come here, please?" I'd get up with a big dumb grin on my face, I knew what would be waiting for me: "Lily" standing butt-ass nekid with one foot propped up on the counter top, and a cup full of fresh warm pee in hand. I immediately did what was expected of me. I downed the glass of "Lily's" delicious golden piss as fast I could, savoring every drop; that was only the first step. And I wasn't to do anything else unti that glass was empty. Then came my favorite part: I had to clean her off! I'd start just above her clit with my tongue, slowly moving down one side and up the other of her smooth puffy lips. Once I was sure I got every single drop, I'd dive me tongue deep into her wet pussy; the tastes of her pussy juices and pee mixing together in my mouth, making my dick harder than diamond! I'd gently suck on her peehole a few times to make sure no drop is left behind. Once I'm satisfied I had gotten every single molecule of her sweet golden nectar, I'd latch on to her clit with my lips and start gently sucking while I'd move the tip of my tongue up and down her on her swollen little clit. Her response was immediate: with a sigh and a moan she started to slightly move her hips against my face. I sucked her clit a little harder, moved my tongue a little faster, while pushing back against her hips. Her hips moved more and more, to where she was grinding her crotch on my face. Oh y'all...I fuckin' loved this next part. It was only a matter of time before she had a handful of my long curly hair and was smothering me with her hot wet snatch. Moans became more pronounced from the both of us. "Lily" tensed up and started what I can only describe as "softly shreiking" as both of her hands grabbed the back of my head, the leg she had propped up began to spasm, her body shook as she moaned loadly. I became aware warm trickle in my mouth and I closed my eyes; enjoying every second of her orgasm as she squirted in my mouth. Eventually we'd separate and catch our breaths. I'd kiss her deeply, shoving my tongue in her mouth so she could enjoy a little taste of herself. "Mmmm..." she'd always tell me the same thing, in the sweetest voice imaginable and with a huge smile on her face. "Thank you for helping me, Baby." We'd always take a nice long hot shower next. Passionately embracing and kissing each other, washing each other's back, and, of course, more kissing and embracing. Our Wet Weekend Fun only just beginning.
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  11. We left early this morning from Schiphol to Split. It had been a great flight and we landed right on time. When we entered Tatiana's parents' property, they immediately came out to greet us. Ivan shook my hand and hugged me. I still think he's a great guy. Her mother Nadia also gave me a hug and we sat down to dinner. Tatiana a present has come for you, Ivan said it is in the barn. Her mother winked at me. Tatiana hurried to the shed where her new car was. She was jumping like a happy child. Look daddy everything is on it and on it, he is beautiful Rob, thank you. I liked to be hugged by her and I got 3 kisses from her. This is part of your development Tatiana enjoys it so you know what you are working for. Tatiana sat in her car to start it. Her parents came and stood next to me and her mother spoke to me. Thank you Rob for giving our daughter what we couldn't give her. Seeing her develop like this is very important to us. I looked at her mother, you have given her much more than I can ever give, I said. Love and self-respect and much more you have poured into it from your childhood. She has become a wonderful woman who is caring, smart and has great respect for herself and others. Her parents were very proud of their daughter. Her father put his arm on my shoulder and said, I understand you want to build a big swimming paradise in Split. Yes that's right, we're going to build it on the property of Monica's restaurant. I spoke to my old employer and he is certainly interested in joining as an investor. But there is another big company around here that would like to become an investor. Oh yes, I asked interested. Yes it is a company that builds large aquariums worldwide. This is not yet known here in Europe, but many have been built in America. That's interesting Ivan do you know people there? Not directly, but my old employer knows the board well. Note it is a very rich company and want to have a lot of influence. That can be detrimental to you. Thank you for your information Ivan, we will definitely start a conversation with that company. How much money do you think you need Rob. I'm assuming 10 million euros to open and then maybe another 5 million for further development. Tatiana drove her car out of the shed. She felt really proud of her new car. Rob I would like to try it out, let's go for a drive. I looked at her parents who nodded approvingly. I got in and Tatiana drove off. It was quiet on the road so Tatiana had plenty of room to get used to her new car. He drives fantastic Rob. Suddenly we heard loud honking and screeching tires behind us. Then brake you idiot, Tatiana shouted. He's going to ram us Rob, Tatiana said with sweat on her forehead. With tires screeching, the driver steered his car around us. He lost control of the car, which started to swing across the road like a projectile. This is going wrong, said Tatiana who started the chase. I recognized the car but couldn't bring it home. The car lurched from side to side until it came out of the corner and shot through the guardrail. Oh no, cried Tatiana who flies into the sea, it is at least 15 meters deep there. Without hesitation, she slammed on the brakes and jumped out of the car. She took off her pants and T-shirt. Call 911 Rob and then come to me and she dove into the water. I called 911 and reported what had happened. After I had passed on the correct coordinates, I also dived into the water. 2 minutes had already passed. The pressure on my ears was great so I sometimes had to wait. In the meantime I saw where the car was and I saw Tatiana try to smash the window with a stone. That didn't work, meanwhile I felt my lungs. It wouldn't be long before I had to go upstairs for air. I took the stone from her hand and smashed the window. I motioned for her to surface. Take it easy, she gestured as she had to breathe herself. She let go of her breath calmly and from experience I knew she was okay. I swam up and took a breath. There were now also two older people on the side. Tatiana came up with a spluttering child in her arms. Rob it's Zoran, I went stone cold when she said that. Take the child to those people and have them watch it until the ambulance arrives. She yelled something to the people who yelled back okay. Then come back down because Zoran is too heavy for me alone. But I can't hold my breath until Tatiana, I felt so powerless. That's okay, you help me as long as you can and then you go upstairs to breathe and then you come and help me again. Yes, I said, without listening to me, she dived underwater again. I brought the child to the side and dived to Tatiana. I saw that she had already taken Zoran out of the car and was on her way up. I saw that Zoran was clearly too heavy for her and grabbed him. Together we raised it but at about 5 meters depth I had to let go to start breathing. Tatiana signaled to me to stay calm, not to worry about her. I swam up and took an extra deep breath. When I dove down, I saw Tatiana fighting to stay at depth. Her lungs were burning completely and the power was disappearing from her body. Without hesitation, I grabbed her and motioned for her to let go of her air. She did so immediately and I blew fresh breath into her lungs. She immediately felt the powers coming back into her and we brought Zoran up together. Gasping for air, we reached the surface and saw the fire brigade divers come to our rescue. They quickly grabbed Zoran from our hands and immediately started mouth-to-mouth resuscitation while they were swimming. Are you okay I asked Tatiana, yes and with you, I answered well too. Zoran's CPR had started on the beach. The police had meanwhile made room for the ambulance helicopter. Will he make it, Tatiana asked one of the nurses. It is not yet possible to say because first his heart has to start beating again. Tatiana came and stood next to me and stood shivering from the cold despite the warm sun. If he doesn't make it then I've failed Rob, she said. I grabbed her and said don't talk nonsense you almost gave your life to save him. Tatiana looked at me crying, I saw her eyes turn away and she collapsed. Help, help, I cried. An ambulance brother came immediately. He looked at her eyes and felt her pulse. He shouted something in Croatian and his colleague arrived with blankets. I was devastated with fear, what happened to her I asked. She is completely exhausted. The rescue must have cost her a lot of strength. I told the brother what had happened underwater and the brother was amazed. So this woman with a body weight of 70kg took that 100kg man from 15 meters deep out of the car and started bringing him to the surface. Do I understand that correctly, he asked. Yes, I said she had already gone a long way when I dove back down because I had to breathe. That has been a superhuman effort for her. It makes sense that she is completely exhausted. But don't worry, she's in great physical shape and will recover quickly. The doctor who sat with Zoran began to speak with relief. What is it, I asked the brother. The man has a heartbeat again and is breathing on his own. I saw Zoran spit out a lot of water and get color in his face again. He was placed in the helicopter along with Tatiana and flown to the hospital. After I asked the nurse to notify Tatiana's parents, I ran to the car to drive to the hospital. A motorcycle cop came up to me and congratulated me on the rescue. It is Tatiana who saved him, I told him, all credit is due. I was only able to help her, but now I want to go to the hospital. We'll escort you, the officer said, calling through his walkie-talkie. Six motorcycle cops gathered around the car and I drove away. Escorted by 4 police motorbikes in front of me and 2 behind it went fast. Because of the sirens, everyone immediately moved to the side. Tatiana and Zoran lay side by side in the hospital ward. Tatiana had regained some strength by now. Zoran was awake but still weak and the mouth mask he was wearing prevented him from speaking. Tatiana's parents walked in and immediately hugged their daughter. You are also just as heroic as your father, her mother said. They spoke Croatian to each other and I withdrew a bit. Luckily I saw Tatiana eating fruit and drinking water. She was also given fluids and medicines to regain her strength. The doctor entered the room and everyone asked how Zoran was doing. This gentleman had an angel on his shoulders, he had a mild heart attack while driving and lost control of the wheel as a result. If these 2 people hadn't reacted so quickly, he and his son would certainly have drowned. Zoran's family walked in with their son. Zoran's wife was heavily pregnant and shook my hand and thanked me. It is especially Tatiana who saved your son and your husband, that is not true Tatiana spoke clearly and loudly enough. Without you I would never have made it to the surface with Zoran. It was fantastic teamwork what we did down there. I notice you are feeling quite strong again and I gave her a big hug. Meanwhile, Zoran's wife was talking to her husband. He nodded his head and the woman walked over to Tatiana and asked her. I'm pregnant with a girl and my husband and I would love it if we could name her after you. I feel very honoured, said Tatiana and of course that is allowed. The woman gave Tatiana a big hug and thanked her for everything she has done for her family. The doctor spoke. I would like everyone to leave the room so my patients can rest. We will keep Tatiana here for another night for observation and if everything goes well she can leave the hospital tomorrow morning. The next day I drove to the hospital to pick up Tatiana. She stood there in the hall as if nothing had happened. She felt well and fully recovered. The doctor who treated her was amazed at this speedy recovery. You have a body as strong as a horse, he sees. Tatiana laughed a horse, I look like a horse. The young doctor blushed, I didn't say that. Never mind, I told him. she's just teasing you. We walked past Zoran's bed for a while. He took Tatiana's hand and tried to ask something. That's good, Tatiana said. Zoran grabbed Tatiana and hugged her tightly. Only then did I see the contrast of physique. She disappeared completely in his arms how could she get him out of the car and bring him up a lot. She must have tremendous willpower to do that. We got in the car and Tatiana hugged me, thank you for saving me because I would have drowned if you didn't get back in time. How could you tell me to keep calm when yourself almost drowned I asked her. That was the only way Rob. I knew you would make the right decision and bring me extra air. But then you had to go upstairs quietly and not panic. You are a special person Tatiana and I am very proud of you. That is completely mutual Rob. Let me tell you something else, I have to pee like a horse. I have received so much fluid through that IV that I have already been to the toilet 3 times this morning. And now my bladder is full again. We can drive past my new boat if you want, I said. Then I first call my parents to say that everything is going well. She pressed her car kit and spoke to her mother. In the meantime I drove to the Beach Shop where my new boat is, you should not stretch too much time Rob because my bladder is really full. Your bladder has to laugh at those few drops in her, I said and we walked into the Beach Shop. The salesman immediately came up to us and shook our hands. What a great rescue from you yesterday, he said. Yes luckily everything ended well thanks to Tatiana, where is my new addition George. By now I knew the seller's name because I had spoken to him many times over the phone. Come along, she's at the place where we agreed. We walked to the boat, she is beautiful, Tatiana shouted. Yes, everything is there and on it. You can reach all coastguards of Croatia and Italy with this strong transmitter. There is also a satellite telephone on board. A beautiful stereo set with a great TV. You can see underwater through a large part of the floor of the cabin. What is behind this door Tatiana asked. Look, I said and she opened the door. There was a small room where a woman could have privacy. There was a dressing table with perfumes, lipsticks and everything she needs. There was also a wardrobe closet full of clothes and swimwear. How beautiful, Tatiana said, clearly impressed. Tatiana stood with her legs crossed, her bladder so full she's afraid to pee her pants. I saw that and asked George, do you have anything to drink in the shop? Yes of course Rob, let's walk there. Tatiana gave me an angry look, you can see that I'm about to pee my pants, she thought. I didn't understand her and looked at her questioningly. Tatiana got up and walked towards the toilets. Typical women who always have to go to the toilet, said George. That's a shame because women get a lot prettier when they have to pee, he continued. Do you think so too, I asked him. Yes, and most men think so. I told George about my plans to open a bar where the waitresses serve in swimwear and only go to the bathroom once a day. That will be a winner Rob I would like to invest in your project. That's great, I replied. In the meantime Tatiana came back to sit at the table. Sorry for the interruption, she said. No problem Tatiana I was planning to leave anyway. We said goodbye to George and I said he would hear more from me when I know a little more. I'm curious how this will develop further, he said, shaking our hand. I told George about the project I want to start, I explained to Tatiana, who was looking at me questioningly. Tatiana started the engine of her Mini and drove off. Gosh, I don't know what they gave me in the hospital but my bladder has never been full this fast. The first drops were already coming to the exit. Then there must be diuretics in it to remove the toxic substances from your body as quickly as possible, I said. I almost have to, Tatiana said, because I can feel my bladder filling again. We are going to eat with my parents tonight Rob my mother invited us this morning. I thought it was fine because her mother is a great cook. I saw Tatiana cross her legs and quickly squeeze her crotch. I already have to empty my bladder again, and turned into a parking lot. No one was parked and the trees provided a good shelter for peeing. Tatiana wanted to get out, wait a minute, I said and got out. I helped Tatiana out of the car and walked to the trees. I started to undress her and she willingly let me. I also undressed myself and grabbed her. With great agility she jumped on my hips and my cock disappeared into her pussy. Due to the great tension of the past few days, everything animal in us was released. Tatiana came for the 2nd time, now it's my turn, I thought. I let her go and she tensed her abs. Now that I had both hands free, I was able to grab her breasts tightly and it didn't take long before I came too. We started kissing deeply and Tatiana couldn't resist coming a 3rd time. Panting, she let go of her grip around my waist. I really need to pee now Rob, look at my bladder. She's really full, I said and stood behind her and grabbed both her labia and started rubbing her pee hole, Tatiana released her pee and it spurted out of her pussy. It was so raunchy that we both enjoyed it. Finally her bladder was empty and I could see her strong abs again. What a wonderful body you have, I said I would like to abuse it all day long. She laughed and gave me a kiss, let's go to my parents because they are waiting for us.
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    For anyone aware of the FNF Sarvente mod, the whole thing happened because BF and GF were looking for a bathroom. So basically poor BF had to rap against a demon nun whilst busting for a piss. XD
  13. Whenever i hold for to long all that happens is i get a cramp in my stomach and its not enjoyable anymore. How to i get that feeling like when your a kid and you absolutely cant hold it anymore your about to burst. And i dont drink so getting drunk isnt an option for me
  14. I’m an 18 y-o transfem and I am into wetting and messing. I have tried to hold it until I lose control for both. But I’ve found that desperation for wetting is so much worse than desperation for messing. Whenever I have to pee really bad, I am squirming. My bladder hurts like hell. But when I hold my poo, I barely even feel like I have to go until the turd is poking out of me. Is this normal? Or do I have something up with my bladder/anus?
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    From the album: Translated Images

    as with some previous images, the contrast and brightness have been adjusted for increased visibility. this one was particularly messy, but i mostly managed to clean up the extremely dark spots.
  16. Another quickie! Featuring some of the eeveelution gals from my last story! They've all got names and outfits now! I'll list them here: (Thanks to @Pachishock for some of the names and for all the design ideas! I changed a few but they did most of them) Leafeon: Summer, wears a lowcut t-shirt and fairly short skirt, as well as colorful thigh-high socks. Espeon: Jade, wears a t-shirt and jeans. Shirt's just short enough that it shows a slight bit of her midriff. Sylveon: Trixie, wears a simple dress shirt and a plaid skirt. As well as has big round glasses. Flareon: Sadie, has a colorful skirt with a skull belt buckle around it. Wears a very small shirt than shows a decent amount of her midriff Umbreon: Luna, wears long black sweat and grey sweatpants. Has similar glasses to Trixie. Vaporeon: Amashi, Wears some simple swim trunks and a baseball cap, along with a tank top. This story's centered around Sadie, but I'll put this list before every story of this girls! With that, enjoy~ ----------- The loud sounds of the train leaving its station rang through Sadie's ears. She sat in her seat, sweat dripping from her head. Her legs were crossed over each other, her thighs squeezed as tight as she could manage. She bit down on her bottom lip trying to suppress her whines. She was in one of the worst predicaments she had ever been in, and her odds of getting out of it dry were slim to none. She was on a trip to visit a friend, who was in a whole different city. The easiest way to get they was the train leaving early in the morning. Unlucky for her, she had slept through her alarm, meaning she had to rush to the station as to not risk missing her train. It was the only one going to that city for the day, and she didn't have any other days free for a while. In her rush, she had down at least two coffees she had bought from a local shop. Followed by a large bottle of water she had been chugging throughout her drive to the station. She just barely made it to her train in time, and because of that. Not once did she get a chance to use the bathroom. And being the fire type she is, her body didn't cooperate very well with any liquids, so all drinks went through her incredibly quick. By the time she made it on the train, she was bursting. There Sadie sat, her paws jammed into her crotch as she watched the station, as well as the nearest bathroom, get farther and farther out of her sight. The train ride was a whole 2 hours, and the train itself had no restroom on it, assuming people would logically go before getting on. This left the poor flareon with a bursting bladder and no way to relieve it for a whole 2 hours. "D-don't... Think about... peeing..." She shut her eyes, clutching at her crotch in a desperate attempt to ease the aching need to let her stream out. So many people were around, some staring at her, it was beyond embarrassing. The idea of peeing herself on the train where everyone could see her was an unimaginable thought. Only about half an hour past, and she was already starting to panic. Her pussy lips were quivering, threatening to force themselves open and release her massive flood at any second if she didn't do it herself soon. But they were barely a quarter through the ride, it would sitll be another hour and a half before a bathroom was in range. Her tummy growled in discomfort, her insides protesting all the liquids she had drank and trying so hard to force them out. She needed to do something, and fast. She looked around her seat, underneath, between them. A bottle, a bag, and small container, ANYTHING to release the ocean pounding against her pussy walls into. Nothing. Not a single thing to pee into. She didn't know what else to do, her bladder was gonna explode in mere moments... But suddenly, something caught her eye. Her purse. It was a large white purse, made of waterproof material. It was just what she needed. Without thinking, she dumped all the purses contents onto the seat next to her. Then put it below her. Without her hands on her crotch, she was literal seconds away from exploding if she didn't do this quick. She lifted her skirt and pulled down her panties, exposing her visibly quivering pussy to the air. She tried to quickly adjust herself to hover over her purse, managing to just in the nick of time before her muscles gave out and her pussy forced its lips open. Psshhhhhhhhhhhhhh... "H-haa... Aaahh..." She moaned in pleasure as her torrent of pee forced into her purse. It felt so incredible, she didn't care about the stares or the embarrassment. The relief made it all so worth it. Panting with pleasure, her stream continued for a solid minute before finally starting to die down to a dribble, then stopping. She was lucky it didn't overflow her pussy, though it was certainly ruined now. She pulled up her panties and zipped up the purse. Luckily it was airtight and would leak. But now she had nowhere to keep her stuff... Oh well, she'd buy a new purse at the station. She looked to her side, seeing a myriad of people staring at her, baffled at what they'd just seen. Her face as red as a strawberry, she rubbed the back of her head. "S-sorry you all had to see that... h-hehe..." ------------ A very short one but still fun! I hope you all enjoyed it! More to come with this eeveelutions soon!
  17. Hello everyone! This is a story that someone recently commissioned me to write, in which two male characters from the series "Yowamushi Pedal" meet up for one last bike ride before they both head off to college, those characters being Toudou and Makishima! However, during the race, one of them realizes they probably shouldn't have drunk so much before beginning! The characters in this story are 18+, and it takes place well after the events of the main anime/manga! If you enjoy the story, consider commissioning me - you can get more info about my rates and what I will/won't do by simply emailing me: [email protected] ! If you enjoy this, also consider checking out my Patreon for more kinky stories: https://www.patreon.com/kitokito1?fan_landing=true Enjoy the story! “Maki-chan!” Toudou waved confidently to Makishima as he approached, a bold, confident smile on his face. He sat on his back, leaning back a little, one hand on the handlebars and the other in the air, waving. His helmet was strapped on tight, his water bottle full and ready to go, a few bottles of Gatorade he had drunk while he waited sitting in the trash can to his side. He couldn’t believe it - Makishima actually said yes! He always felt that their high school rivalry had been the highlight of his life as a biker, and he was extremely excited to get one more race in before the two went off to college. Neither was quite sure if their paths would cross again, but that wasn’t a big deal - they’d figure something out along those lines, it didn’t need to happen right now. Makishima hopped out of the car, opening the trunk to remove his bike, which had just barely fit. He had been driven by someone else, perhaps a relative or friend, not that it matters - all that was on either of their minds were each other and the race ahead of them. He gave a nod to the driver, who soon drove away, leaving the two together at the base of the hill. It was the evening, 7 pm. The sun would begin to set soon, but hopefully, their race would end before it was gone - neither of them were interested in riding in the darkness. Makishima smiled back at Toudou, something he always struggled to do, but in Toudou’s presence, he noticed it had become a little easier. He wasn’t quite sure why, but something about that biker was special to him - special to him in a way he couldn’t quite explain. “Evening, Toudou,” he said, attempting to maintain some calm professionalism to his aura as he clicked on his helmet. Both wore their high school uniforms, something they hadn’t agreed to do necessarily, but something they had both involuntarily done - they were on the same wavelength in this way, each one knew how to make this last race special. “Come on, come on, Maki-chan! Don’t make me wait, I want to get this thing started before the sun sets!” Makishima smirked as he walked up to the bottom of the hill, a long, steep climb ahead of them. They were both climbers, bikers who specialized in hills such as this one, with specially made techniques to cover ground efficiently and quickly. “Yeah, yeah, calm down, we’ll be fine,” he said, the strands of his green hair sticking out of the bottom of his helmet blowing in the slight breeze. Jinpachi watched him staring at that hill with such confidence, thinking about how awkward he was when they first met. To them, biking was the only way they could really communicate - both had their personality quirks, but this sport brought them together. However, Jinpachi was finding it hard to focus as he looked at Makishima. The confident smirk on his face, the bold concentration in his eyes, the way his hair flowed in the breeze, all of it was so weirdly enrapturing to him. The sun was still shining, though it was nearing the horizon, and yet, the way it came through the trees lining this long street seemed to highlight his Maki-chan so perfectly. Wait, his Maki-chan? He felt himself blushing a bit - what was he thinking? This was just a race between rivals, nothing more, and yet, his heart was beginning to race more than his bike would soon be. What kind of thoughts about Makishima were hiding in his- “Toudou.” Jinpachi snapped out of it, shaking his head and blinking hard, his face being covered in an embarrassed blush. Makishima stared at him with confusion. “What’s wrong with you?” “O-oh, um, nothing,” Jinpachi said, attempting to regain his confidence. “Just, uh, the summer heat is getting to me. Better stay hydrated!” He took his water bottle out of his bike and took multiple gulps, smiling afterward, managing to cover up his embarrassment with his bravado facade. He slipped the water bottle back in and placed both hands on the handlebars, placing his left foot on the pedal. He turned his gaze to the steep climb ahead of him and steeled his resolve to succeed… and suddenly, he felt a bit of pressure on his bladder. He looked down for just a moment - maybe he had drank a little too much? But he couldn’t back out now - if he stopped to use the bathroom, it would dampen the resolve they both felt from the challenge before them. “You ready, Maki-chan?” “Ready as I’ll ever be, hairband,” he responded, leaning forward on his bike, putting his right foot on the pedal. He knew Toudou fairly well from their years of rivalry, however, their techniques were opposites in nature - he had a feeling Jinpachi wanted to prove that his way of doing it was better than Makishima’s, and he had no inclination of letting that happen. “Hey, I have an idea - how about the loser buys lunch tomorrow?” Toudou’s blush returned just a little bit, turning his head to the left enough that Makishima wouldn’t see, even though the green-haired climber’s gaze was set solely on that hill. Did he just ask him out on a date? But wasn’t this bicycle ride already sort of a date? Did he already want another one? Was he looking too far into this? Wait, did this mean- no, no, focus, focus. “Y-you’re on!” He stuttered a tad bit, but if Makishima noticed, he didn’t show it. “Let’s count down from three and we’ll start on ‘go.’” Maki licked his lips, setting his sights on the top of the hill. “Alright, let’s do this!” The two counted in unison, both leaning over their handlebars, gears set to the optimal climbing position. “Three. Two. One. Go!” Immediately, they both pounded onto their pedals and began to accelerate up the hill! It was a slow acceleration at first, leaves from the green trees around them falling with the wind onto the street, setting the scene for an incredible race. This route had multiple winding turns which would be pivotal for the riders to take the lead - this would be an intimidating route for anyone else, but these two climbers knew this street like the back of their hands; they had both been racing here from the beginning. As they got into the flow of their biking, Makishima switched his gears - it was time to get serious! His blood pumped hard through his veins, his heart racing, his legs screaming with familiar pain, sweat beginning to form on his forehead as he shouted, “Hope you like the sight of my back, cause you’re going to be staring at it this whole race! See you at the top!” He lifted his ass into the air and began to pedal much harder, and, suddenly, his aura intensified immensely. He began to tilt his bicycle back and forth, the frame getting incredibly close to the ground, back and forth, back and forth, and soon enough, he was swaying, moving rhythmically to music only he could hear, a tempo like that sounded like a spider’s legs tapping on the metal frame of his bike. Jinpachi watched in awe - he had never really admired Maki-chan’s incredible technique this way before, but it was honestly stunning. He really did look just like a peak spider. He opened his mouth involuntarily as Makishima picked up speed and quickly soared ahead, climbing that mountain like it was nothing. However, another feature of the incredible move soon stood out to Jinpachi, another feature that reminded him of a spider, something completely separate from his long, thin, graceful limbs, his beautiful, shining hair, the awkward confidence he exuded with his whole body, the incredible aura showing in his climb! It was his ass. Jinpachi raised one of his gloved hands to his face, bit into the leather, and screamed a little, using the leather to muffle it almost completely. Makishima didn’t hear a bit of it over the sound of his riding and the muffle, thank God. Jinpachi’s face was completely red - it was so amazing, how had he never noticed this before!? It was tight and big, his glutes looking like smooth cinder blocks, he was entranced, he felt jealous of that smooth leather bicycle seat. He clenched his teeth and tilted his head back, groaning - he had to focus, he had to focus! He wanted to win this. It wasn’t about the rivalry anymore - he couldn’t deny it, this was now about love! He was going to pass Makishima, leave him in the fucking dirt, and when that beautiful green-haired spider boy made it up to the top, he was going to see Jinpachi’s teeth gleaming, the sun setting behind him, cherry blossoms falling gently in the breeze, and Jinpachi was going to smile, make some snide, cocky, but still friendly remark about his victory, and then confess his love for his opponent, proving his dominance! He would speak with his bike now, speak with his mouth later, and then have a very intimate conversation with Makishima’s ass tomorrow after lunch! He set his sight back to the hill and began to focus, breathing in and out. Maki-chan was getting further away - it was time to step it up. He felt his breath flowing throughout his body, his limbs each beginning to move on their own, the natural muscle reflex he had built up through years of perfecting his technique taking over as he began to pedal with the proficiency of a master. He felt everything disappear around him except for the road, Maki-chan, and himself. Every sensation on his body intensified, the direction of the breeze, the sound of his bike and Maki’s, the smell of his own sweat, the pressure that was slowly getting worse in his bladder- He found himself interrupted, not losing the flow he was getting into. However, something was going to have to change. His bladder was pushing against him far harder than he expected; that little pressure was now becoming much bigger, and it was starting to hurt, his body was begging for him to release it. He considered for just a moment asking Makishima to pull over so he could get it out, but that wasn’t going to happen - he couldn’t interrupt their race, their date, this needed to be perfect! He would push through it! He breathed in, and breathed out, feeling himself becoming one with the bike. Slowly, all sound he made began to fade, replaced by utter silence as he achieved perfect form. This was it - this was his sleeping beauty silent technique! Makishima’s distant figure soon came closer and closer as Jinpachi caught up, the spider still making his perfect strides with no regard for the ninja approaching him from behind, and like the wind, Jinpachi suddenly flew past the spider, taking one glance at his ass, high in the sky, wiggling just as he was, using that sight as motivation to push farther as he strode past Maki-chan. He met Maki’s eyes for just a moment. Jinpachi’s gaze was full of that bold confidence, a confident, pretty smirk on his face. Makishima’s eyes showed surprise for only that one quick moment - he should’ve seen that coming. Jinpachi wasn’t so easy that he would fall behind in the beginning and stay there the whole time. Jinpachi pulled ahead, rushing past the spider, causing Makishima to sway more, pedal harder, slowly accelerating to conserve the pace he needed to climb this hill while still gaining enough speed to make Jinpachi eat his fucking ass - dust, dust, eat his dust. However, something was a little different in the ninja’s usually perfect, impeccable technique. His legs were just a little bit too spread apart, and his ass, stuck up in the air just a little off his seat, was wiggling in the most bizarre way. Suddenly, his eyes gleamed with recognition - there was no chance that was happening right before his eyes, but… was it really? He licked his lips as a blush formed across his face. Jinpachi was desperate. His bladder was full, and it was hurting him. The little imperfections were all he needed to see. He would never admit it to anyone, but Maki happened to have a fascination with the specific sight of a cute boy with a full bladder, and the loss of control over it that soon followed. This kink had prevented him from pursuing any serious relationships in his life - it was something he knew he would need to share with his partner, but such a dirty idea was frowned upon by almost everyone else who could be considered more of a “normal” person. And yet, here it was, right in front of him, the scenario he had spent hours browsing on Omorashi.net actually playing out before his very eyes. He had never thought much about Jinpachi as a potential partner, but seeing him like this, his incredible qualities became very clear. His muscles seemed to glisten in the quickly fading sunlight, his incredible confidence and cheerful, competitive nature made his heart race, not to mention the wiggle of his ass highlighted its great features. Jinpachi had always been a rival to him, but now, as his mind started to fog up with horny thoughts, combined with the pain from how he exerted himself on his bike, he was seeing him as more of a potential lover. He could already imagine the little leak beginning. He bit his lip. Maybe he should suggest they pull over and let him go? It would be the nice thing to do, right? No, no, no - Jinpachi wouldn’t want that. He’d want to keep pushing. If he needed to pull over, he’d say so. This was his main reasoning, but Makishima couldn’t deny the part of him that hoped he’d empty his bladder out while sitting on his bike. Makishima watched with lustful eyes as Jinpachi continued to ride silently, his cute ass wiggling, that apparent desperation driving the horny biker insane. He shook his head - he couldn’t let his horny thoughts distract him from his goal! He pedaled harder and swayed faster, accelerating slowly, eventually catching up to Jinpachi, ending up right next to him as they both climbed. Jinpachi turned to him as he approached, accelerating as well, both bikers keeping the same pace. The desperate biker squirmed as he rode, his cocky smile still remaining, although it was wavering a bit - his bladder was really pushing hard against him now. They had passed the halfway point by now, but he wasn’t sure if he could make it to the top like this. Nonetheless, he chose to keep the confident facade up as he turned to Makishima. “You really think you can beat me on my home turf? I always come first on this hill!” Makishima smirked, a dirty thought forming in his head. He found himself wanting to make this rivalry into something more than just that. Usually, he would keep such comments as the one he was about to make to himself, as he was far too awkward to utter them normally, but a little joke wouldn’t hurt this at all, surely. “Come first? That’s pretty selfish, hairband - I can think of a few scenarios in which I wouldn’t mind coming second.” Jinpachi’s face was covered in a blush - what the hell was that?! He had never expected Maki-chan to say something so bold, so suggestive! “M-Maki, Maki-chan, I never thought you had such a dirty mind!” Makishima felt his mouth begin to move before he could even register what he was going to say. “I have a much more dirty mind than you might think, Toudou, and it’s been quite active this whole race.” Why did he say that?! The fatigue of this intense race was clearly stopping him from thinking logically before he spoke! Jinpachi almost ran straight into a wall, barely making a turn, so dumbfounded by Maki’s brashness. He quickly came up with a response, trying to match Maki’s energy. “Don’t get too excited - I know we all call you a spider, but that doesn’t mean you should be making webs while you race!” He was, admittedly, very, very flustered by Makishima’s dirty flirting, but he was trying his best not to show it. Makishima laughed, gaining confidence as he watched Jinpachi’s face redden, his lip quivering. “Don’t worry, I won’t make any webs, but you should be careful too - it’s getting pretty obvious you’re on the verge of producing a different kind of substance down there.” “W-w-wha- I-I’m fine, I can hold it! A rider like me wouldn’t let such a thing stop him!” He could practically feel steam coming out of his ears, his face feeling extremely hot. This wasn’t how their conversations used to go - what happened to the cute and awkward Makishima? Why was he so horny all of the sudden? And why was it making Jinpachi thirsty for him!? Makishima laughed once again, moving closer to Jinpachi, putting his bike right next to his and whispering in his ear. “We’ll see about that, my little puppy.” He then accelerated extremely fast. His entire body, brain and mouth included, was now on autopilot. That last line was taken straight from the search history he cleared every night - he couldn’t believe he actually said it! Part of the reason he pulled forward was to escape any possible retort or reaction in general to such a statement, though it was mainly to hide his own reaction, or, rather, erection - his boner was unmistakable through his pants! He stuck his ass in the air and rode like his life depended on it. “A-a-w-wha-” Jinpachi stuttered, his form interrupted as he tried to process what he just heard. Did Makishima just call him his puppy!? He couldn’t even begin to register what that was supposed to mean, and he wasn’t quite sure if he was ready to accept the fact that he loved it immensely. He could feel his underwear get just a little sticky, and his bladder getting far, far more annoying - he felt like he was a water balloon being filled up way too much, on the verge of losing it. For just a moment, he lost a little control, and he felt just a little wetness on his underwear as a small bit of piss trickled out! He tensed his muscles and managed to keep it in, but it was clear that he wouldn’t make it much longer. He pedaled harder as the sun began to set ahead of him, regaining his perfect technique and soon catching up to Makishima, getting right behind him as the end suddenly came into sight! Jinpachi managed to get side by side with the spider, and the two met eyes, both filled with determination, and immediately, they both began to push harder than ever! Jinpachi became so silent not a single bit of his bike could be heard, absolutely perfect in his execution, even forcing his body to work just as he intended for it to as though he was not desperate to piss at all - he brought his legs in, resisted the urge to grab his crotch to hold it, and pushed forward! He could go when he made it to the top, it would be fine, what mattered now is that he won! Makishima pushed too, swaying as fast as he could, truly looking just like a peak spider, putting everything he could into his technique! He had to win this - he was going to leave Toudou so in shock from his defeat that he would lose control of his body, empty his bladder out into his clothes, fall down to his knees in front of Makishima, and- Maki began to yell, partially to drown out his own thoughts, mostly as a part of pushing himself that last little bit, putting more into his stride than he ever had before! Jinpachi followed his lead, also yelling, both pedaling as hard as they ever had! Finally, the two crossed the finish line, both at exactly the same time - it was a tie! They each turned their bikes sideways, screeching to a halt at the top of the hill. It was nighttime now, and it had gotten dark. Streetlamps illuminated them both in a warm, yellow glow as they both stood on their bikes, panting, sweat dripping down their faces and covering their bodies. This was the hardest either had ever biked - it was incredible what horniness could do to one’s adrenaline. Makishima undid his helmet, putting it on his handle by the strap, putting his kick stand down and throwing his leg over his bike to get off. He spoke, “Good race, Toudou, but it looks like we’re right back where we started - just another tie. We can race again this summer, if you want; I honestly had a lot of fun, I wouldn’t mind-” He looked over to Jinpachi, who was still on his bike, and was squirming quite badly, with one hand holding his crotch. Makishima immediately shut up - was it really going to happen!? He watched as Jinpachi suddenly seemed to stiffen for a moment, then sighed, removing his hand, his whole body relaxing all at once. Maki watched in shock as Toudou’s blue shorts slowly began to turn a darker shade, listening to the very, very faint trickle of urine. Jinpachi shivered in relief as that wet spot slowly grew and grew, and then, piss began to trickle right out, right onto his bike seat. It pooled on the black leather and soon began to fall onto his metal frame, pittering off, some of it bouncing onto his white socks and leaving yellow spots, most just falling onto the road. It soon increased in intensity, and eventually, it was just a waterfall. Jinpachi leaned back, covering his face in shame, more red than he had been that whole time, a puddle of piss forming below his bike. His underwear and shorts were both absolutely drenched. Some of it ran down his legs and made his socks damp, leaving streaks of wet piss on his muscled legs. It was so warm, it was almost comfortable! Eventually, it ended, the last few drops making their way out, leaving him as a wet mess at the top of the hill. “W-woah,” Makishima stuttered, face red - he couldn’t believe what he had just witnessed. It was literally his dream come true - a cute boy, once his rival, now his crush, had just lost control of his bladder right in front of him, not to mention it was in a bike uniform, and on his bike, too - it was like the two worlds of Makishima’s life had collided into one incredible, dream-like scenario. Jinpachi was actually adorable - he looked like a sad puppy in his soaked clothes, and his shame just made him so much cuter! “I-I, um,” Jinpachi struggled for words. He couldn’t believe this was happening. His confidence was shattered, leaking out just as his urine had. Cherry blossoms fluttered down from the trees above them, falling to the ground, some landing in his piss puddle. The smell wasn’t too strong, since the piss was so water-diluted, but it was still there. “I- I’m, um, I, I-” Makishima walked over to Jinpachi and put a hand on his shoulder to calm him down. He was still incredibly awkward, but he had a feeling that touch would help bring him out of his stupor. “Hey, man, no need to have such a piss-poor attitude. Don’t worry - you’re not the only one who just wet themselves, although mine wasn’t quite with piss.” Jinpachi looked at Makishima in the eyes, at his own little blush and his cheerful smile, and he chuckled, still blushing hard, but feeling a bit better. “Did this really turn you on that much? I never realized you were into such freaky things, spider.” “I can get quite a lot freakier, believe it or not,” Makishima said, smirking. “Come on, we should get you cleaned up - you can come back to my place, it’s just nearby. I don’t think my parents are home, so it should be fine.” Makishima walked back to his bike and hopped on it, strapping his helmet back on. Jinpachi looked in his direction, his heart still racing, and, without thinking, shouted, “Wait!” Makishima looked back with a confused gaze as Jinpachi hopped off his bike and came over to him, leaving drops of piss on the street. “I- um, I know I’m not in the best condition for this, but… Look, I, I really like you, Makishima. Ever since I first saw you and we raced, you’ve been on my mind constantly, and I, well, I- I love you.” He struggled to get out the last words - he likely would’ve chickened out if he wasn’t still a little dizzy from the biking. “Um, do you feel the same?” Makishima’s mouth opened in awe, then closed it, regaining his focus as he processed what he just heard. A warm smile spread across his face. “How’s this for an answer?” He took Jinpachi’s chin in his hand and pulled him close, kissing him right on the lips, just a small peck, closing his eyes and taking in the moment. Jinpachi tasted so sweet. Jinpachi now opened his mouth in awe as he stared at Makishima. This couldn’t be real… could it!? “Wait, you, you really feel the same way?” Makishima nodded, the same warm smile on his face. He displayed confidence and bravado on the outside, but on the inside, his heart was racing with joy. “Come on, let’s go back to my house and clean up. Maybe afterward we can… cuddle a bit, or something.” Jinpachi nodded happily, smiling, bringing the puppy image back into Makashima’s mind as he ran over to his bike and hopped on. “Let’s go! I’ll race you, last one there is little spoon!” Makashima buckled his helmet on and prepared to ride as Jinpachi did the same. “There’s the confidence I know you for!” The two began to ride, disappearing into the darkness, spending that night together and soon forming a happy relationship together, one in which Makashima was able to explore his freakier side with a partner who was able to share his tastes. However, they still spoke closest when racing each other, and they continued to trade wins on different hills, always having a great time together. Their bond, forged in sweat and blood, would not be broken by a little distance during college - the two were truly happy.
  18. Started holding/wetting on occasion recently and I’ve noticed something! Does anyone else love this kink for the adrenaline rush? There’s something special about the heart-pounding loss of control that I can’t seem to replicate with anything else. This isn’t for lack of trying either! Most of my hobbies are action sports of some kind; if it goes fast or puts you in a high-pressure, think-quick-or-else scenario I’m into it. So tell me, do you enjoy omo for the same reasons? Do you have exciting hobbies too? Am I the only one?
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  21. *Poop warning* Art by Biku Synopsis: Amber and Beth are in serious trouble. All they dream of is going to University and escaping their teens, but Nicola, their controlling, megalomaniacal tutor, is making it impossible. Beth can. She has all sorts of tricks up her sleeve, as well as a confident, smarmy attitude. Time is running short and the girls are under pressure. Can they make the impending deadline, and have the night on the town of their dreams? Im just sharing the story since I think its really great. I wish I could post the whole thing here but I am not the original creator of it, plus there are a bunch of illustrations coupled with the story, I just helped the author here and there so I don't want to claim their work. https://www.deviantart.com/sonnybastard/art/Duds-FINAL-928443213 Give support to them if possible.
  22. Pinkie Pie and Apple bloom are planning a big surprise in the barn. But Pinkie's bladder has other plans. Thanks to Ithinkitsdivine for the artwork

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  23. Twilight Sparkle really needs to pee but her fascinating of a book is distracting her and her bladder doesn't like to wait. Thanks to Ithinkitsdivine for the artwork

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