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  1. cooler

    Videl Peeing Standing Up

    From the album: Commissions I've Ordered

    © AxlexCima 🔞 (@EfexCima): https://twitter.com/EfexCima?s=09

  2. Dimwitrolo

    female Nora peeing

    From the album: Rolo: Sketches

    This is Nora - @Sake's dnd girl. She's a half-dragon rogue. Nora doesn't seem to understand people's deals with decency. To her, going to breakfast without any pants isn't anything worth commenting on - much to the dismay of some of the party. Neither is peeing wherever she feels like it. Here you can see her after a particularly tough fight, walking a few feet away from the party to pee. She doesn't bother looking for a tree to go behind, or a bush. She just stood in the road and relieved herself. At least she was facing away. This time.
  3. This started off as a little request for a friend and kind of spiralled into this. If ya'll like it I might continue it! ---- The great Ember stirred from her sleep... she had been lying within the mountain cave for some two thousand years, dreaming and peaceful. Though, the last few centuries had been somewhat turbulent, with occasional squirming and moaning, that eventually became constant, and an endless sea of vivid, erotic dreams. In her mind she was teased and pleasured by a dozen lovers, and never allowed to reach her climax. Her pent up arousal had built up as the magma beneath the earth would before a volcano erupts. In a similar fashion, the many dozens of lakes she had consumed before her long rest had now filtered into her gargantuan bladder, forming a bulge in her lower stomach the size of a large swimming pool, and with ten times the volume of liquids compressed within; yellow, steaming and frothing angrily for release. Amongst the sexual frustration of her long dreams had come splashes of bathroom urgency, she dreamed of the sea coming to destroy the world, and only she could save it by consuming every last drop. She dreamt that the sea was angry, taking the form of a beautiful water nymph contained inside her cavernous fluid tankard, and that she was violently pummelling her pussy for escape from piss prison. Her crotch was the size of house, and it throbbed with need throughout this all, clenching rhythmically in her sleep, pulsing in time with her heart. It was near her time to awaken... Finally, when the time had come for this curvaceous creature to wake, her massive thighs came together to squeeze her lower muscles, she shivered in urgency to create her yellow lake, and to settle the tightly wound heat within her. When her eyes opened, Ember took in her surroundings, the same old cave she’d rested in all those millennia ago. It was home, deep within a mountainside, and she felt refreshed from the rest. One mighty claw moved to her dragoness womanhood, teasing the slick, puffy lips with her fingers and cooing softly at the sensations of pleasure that tingled up her wide hips, her truly vast rear end wiggling her thick tail. An oozing trickle of her liquid lust made her inner thighs sticky, and she grunted, tensing her face, when a sharp pulse of piss need shook her bladder walls.The hot contents of her cavernous container were threatening to spew forth, spraying haphazardly around and flooding her lair. Ember held it in, corking herself with her will. She rolled, gently onto her back, and brought her over palm down to massage the firm swell of her lower stomach; her distended bladder. She could feel it quivering beneath her touch like a frightened deer, but she attempted to sooth it, shushing it and its protests for relief. “Soon...” she breathed, her voice heavy and soft; husky and dripping with arousal. There was a giant lake right outside her cave, it had served as her bathroom for eons; a river flowed down into it and another out of it again, meaning the water was constantly filtered and made fresh. Often she used it to bathe, but those rare times when she required a piss it would take but a few months for the urine to have filtered out completely. Given that she often felt no urge at all until at least a hundred years after her last release, this was plenty of time for it to make itself useful as her personal toilet. With the knowledge that relief was close at hand, she had nothing to fear, so decided to enjoy her incredible fullness a while longer. Perhaps using it to bring about the climax she craved almost as dearly as the enormous leak wanted to be taken. The palm on her bladder pressed down firmly, causing her to grunt heavily and whine to herself, her pussy ached and spasmed with desire, hungry for her huge fingers. She gave them to her. Though they were clawed, she had long-since filed them down, not requiring them for defence any longer now that the ancient ages had passed and no creature alive existed to threaten her. The huge fingers reached deep within the clenching caverns of her vagina, her lower palm now grinding against her stiffened clitoris and moist labia. Ember found the rock hard pressing of her bladder inside herself and began to grind her fingers against it, sending shivers of desperation down her spine. Her hind legs rose up as she felt the orgasm that was several millennia overdue building at last. Her truly huge, jiggling ass cheeks were on display, and her rear end wobbled as her tail bounced gently beneath it. She wanted it to last, but the pleasure of her urine crushing down on her g-spot was enough to make her scream; it was all she could do to avoid cumming instantly when her fingers had entered. So, as she continued to crush her boiling ocean from within, massage her sparking clit, and mash her palm against her engorged lower lips, Ember knew that the inevitable would soon come at last. She gasped loudly, a booming noise, and then began to grunt, buck her hips and cry out. Smoke puffed from her snout as the brimstone within her boiled as hot as her piss. Her moans were so loud that the whole mountain shook. It was just as the beautiful beast was on the verge of an earth shattering climax, that she heard the screams. Freezing in place, Ember’s impeccable hearing perked up, and the sound of distressed humans was obvious. Frowning, having not recalled any human settlements near her when she’d slept; she cursed herself for not checking. Her bladder took this moment to demand release, and she cringed, withdrawing her fingers and using them to plug up her puckered piss hole, which itself was the size of a house. The ancient dragoness clenched with all her limitless might, and struggled to rise to her feet, spreading her aching wings and attempting to make her way out of the cave, only lead to a powerful slosh as her ocean of urine shifted inside her. The mass of hot, angrily boiling piss was vast, even for someone of her size. She whined softly, her face flushed, as the pressure of her bladder only intensified her arousal, and yet more of her juices made her plump thighs all sticky. The pressure of her bladder was significantly worse now, especially when combined with the how tortuously close she’d come to fulfilling her most animalistic of needs. Ember finally made her way out of her cave, the morning air making her shiver, and her muscles tremble. Casting her gorgeous, orange eyes down, she was stunned and frozen in shock. Where before had been her personal lake for relief and refreshment, there was now dry land, and a large, bustling village of humans. They had heard her moans as roars, and the shaking mountain was seen as evidence of her fury. Their legends had long told of a terrible dragon that would bring forth a steaming, burning, yellow blaze of destruction, and they believed their time had come. Ember had no way to communicate with these people, so she decided only to leave, to fly away to some new place with a new ocean, far from people. Somewhere she could live in peace, pleasure herself, and water the flowers in privacy. Her wings were curled up from her rest, cramped and asleep, but she gently forced them to open, stretching wide on her hind legs briefly. All of this caused her a cacophony of sloshing, splashing sound; it felt if a tsunami had struck her insides, and in truth it had. Ember, wings outstretched, froze in place and closed her eyes, a grunt echoing loudly across the valley. Her teeth bared and clenched, her thighs shook and caused tremors to disturb the mountain once more, and the cries of the humans increased. She must have been about to unleash the awful burning heat that would destroy their homes and lives, surely! Unbeknownst to them, Ember was using all her mighty muscles to avoid this. Oh, how badly she wanted to piss now! How much the pressure was causing her loins to burn with desire! How she wanted to just lift one of her mighty, meaty hind legs and let rip a thunderous waterfall of hot piss right now; like the world's largest dog in the world's hottest heat. She wanted to piss her mind away, and then grind her aching pussy on the mountain’s surface until she came as hard as anything had cum before. Calling out and spraying her fluids of pleasure and pressure far and wide. Yet she knew that a good, and proud Dragoness, would never piss where men might see, where anyone might see. She would fly to the oceans, to the most isolated parts of the world and only then would she release herself. The journey would take some days, but she could hold it. A dragon can hold her piss forever if need be, and Ember was the strongest dragon of them all. Only, now she didn’t feel like a dragon; she felt like a puppy, a bursting bitch clawing at the door to be let out, to find a nearby tree a-and... no. She was strong. She would not piss, not yet. A dragon never pisses. As she repeated this and similar mantras in her mind, she spread her wings and, with a hefty swoosh, took to the air. Deep within, her bladder sloshed with a noise like thunder, and the people cried and held their loved ones close. Ember paid them no mind, and hurried away from the city, out beyond them and into the distance. She was a swift flyer, even with all this extra weight to keep her from her usual altitude, yet it mattered not. Settling in for the short, few-day-flight to relief, she forced her mind to leave her bladder for now. Not entirely successfully, as her horny brain kept reminding her how full she was, even fuller than typically after such a sleep, and how erotic the stretching feeling was. With every stroke of her wings, the fluids inside her swirled up and down, crashing into the top and bottom of her absurdly wide bladder walls, bulging either her stomach slightly further outwards, or making contact with the rest of her internals and squishing them for extra space. Ember’s payload was truly gargantuan, and she couldn’t help leaking frequent quantities of natural lubrication down onto the hills and valleys bellow her. What didn’t help at all were the rains that soon started. Gentle enough at first, then high powered winds that smashed against her and slowed her forward progress. The clouds grew heavy and grey with moisture, and when they could hold it no longer it was unleashed on the countryside. Each tiny droplet was like a stinging spark of electricity to Ember, shooting through her body and focusing in on the mass of conductive, pent up piddle inside her abdomen. She squirmed in the air, slowing her flight even more and causing her to drop down lower from the clouds and their terrible, gushing sounds. Though it wasn’t easy, Ember managed to adjust to this noise, letting the pitter-patter of raindrops become like background static. The feeling of the droplets on her scales was harder to ignore, or picture as anything but what it was, yet she managed to settle the revolting of her bladder by again maintaining her mantra, this time cooing it to herself as if it were a prayer. “Dragons don’t piss. Dragons never piss. I do not need to piss. I could hold forever if I wanted. I can wait as long as it takes. Dragons don’t piss.” This worked for a time. After about five miles of distance, she came across a huge body of water within a stone structure. Ember now realised how her relief had gone away; the humans had constructed an impressive dam to hold the water at bay and open the lands up for settling. Despite the inconvenience this had caused her by delaying her comfort, she found herself impressed by the little creatures. They always found new ways to make use of the lands, and bring Mother Nature to heel. Ember was reflected on how alike the structure was her own privates now; a solid wall that valiantly held back the will of nature and of water, containing thousands of gallons of furious water. One of her many dreams returned to her, that of the terrible water Nymph she had drank and held prisoner. Her wings shuddered with the rest of her. The dam had almost passed her by, when her enhanced vision spotted something alarming. There was a crack, a crack forming in the stone. One here, another elsewhere, and at once they were all about! Ember stopped where she was, keeping herself in the air, and brought her front legs to her mouth in a gasp. The dam was shuddering under the weight of something, but what? The rain! Realisation came as strong as and as forceful as the waves did to the walls of the human creation. The torrential rainfall had caused a build up in the water, and perhaps caused by some random strike of lightning, or a rouge gust of wind, a terrible series of waves had formed inside the contained lake. The battering of these waves had not been planned for by whoever built this dam, and it was coming crumbling down. It was with horror that Ember realised the people of the town would literally be washed away by this flood; their doom! It was her duty as a greater being, an older being, to prevent this. In searching her mind, she closed her eyes and groaned, heavily, inwardly, as she realised the only thing she could do to save them. It was going to be painful, but she must. Ember would have to drink it all. Just as the benevolent beast had mentally prepared herself for this task, the dam suddenly burst! The water sent the stone wall exploding in all directions, crumbling it to dust beneath its force and flooding down the valleys, heading directly for the village as her personal lake once had. Ember wasted no time, closing her mind and her nerves to the pain in her bladder from the sound, the sight, and now the sudden movement; she soared through the air at top speed to catch the flood. It took about two miles for her to catch up, and by then the village was in sight! The people who had been celebrating the falseness of their prophesied demise, and the departure of the dragon, were suddenly thrown into hysteria again as they saw both her, and the waves, approaching. By now, Ember was ahead of the water, and had only to find some way to direct it into her jaws. She got ahead of it and landed only a mile from the people, her back to them, facing the hurtling, exponentially accelerating water. Her brow lowered, her eyes narrowed, and with a mighty deep breath she unleashed a great wave of fire which reduced the hills either side of her to molten lava. Once done, her wings spread out and cupped this magma, unharmed by its heat, then shifted the masses into a sort of funnel shape, directing all the water towards her face. Finally, she took a deep breath, blowing the rock until it started to harden once more. She opened her jaws as wide as she could and prepared herself, her stomach, and her poor bladder for the impact. --- That's all for now, let me know what you think and it may continue! Also, while you're here, you can check out some similar little ideas on my forum thread: https://www.omorashi.org/forums/topic/47053-tiny-stories-and-poems-of-desperation/ Thanks for reading!
  4. Sorry, not sorry about this one. Wings of Fire deserves some golden love too. I've found nothing on the internet. A quick idea that wouldn't leave my mind until I wrote and uploaded it. This was a quick two-hour idea, so I hope it holds up. Glorious relief Rainwings were lazy. A fact Glory had the pleasure to confirm once again. No other party in her honor would see the guests taking a mid-party nap, leaving her alone with her slightly confused Nightwing guests. Them and Jambu as the sole source of feverish pink entertainment cracking jokes that only prompted slight nods. A very small and suppressed part of her wanted to join in but as queen she had an image to keep for the whole lazy tribe. A black paw from behind set down a bowl of pale yellow juice. A shiver went down all the way to her tail along with a tiny stripe of white color at the sight of the liquid. She had suppressed something else for these last hours. All the juicy ripe fruit and drink gathered in her bladder. “It’s not poisoned,” Deathbringer said from behind and pointed at her bowl, raising his own. “You know I’m not a dragon of poisons,” he added, “Not drinking would be rude wouldn’t it?” He downed his bowl in one big gulp. Glory wearily eyed the bowl and raised it to her lips. “To not being poisoned by my own bodyguard,” she said. The sour juice ran down her tongue and it took all her might to stop her face from twisting. “You are a nuisance,” she said and watched Deathbringer’s face twist and turn. “Pretty sour isn’t it?” he said. “What kind of bodyguard tries to embarrass his queen?” she asked, her face tinging yellow, but Deathbringer had already vanished into the shadows. She shook her head with a faint smile and returned to whatever pointless conversation she had to endure next. Hours went by and the need to water the flowers rose with every minute. Drinking that sour juice hadn’t helped at all. Rainwings didn’t care much for sanitation. “The village is up in the trees, who cares about a little more rain?” A mindset so fitting for these lazy scales. Glory was used to holding it for hours on end, relieving herself when the village slept and nobody would see her. A queen can’t be seen relieving herself, although the former queens did not share that sentiment. She had seen a golden arc fly from Dazzling’s hammock and wished that could be her right now. The palace grew louder and fuller as the Rainwings returned from their midday nap. Glory pressed her legs together and the white streaks off her scales as an orange-pink Rainwing poured juice hanging upside down from the ceiling into held out bowls below. He missed most of them, causing it to splash and patter onto the weaved floor and seep downwards. An unnerving sound to her swollen bladder. Most of the gathered dragons were either cursing him or laughing, paying little attention to her. A chance to slip outside. Her scales shifted to a dull brown, one that no Queen would ever wear, and slipped through the masses and the door. She turned right and ducked behind a wall, her scales camouflaging to match its color. Staying dead silent and still she waited. No one had followed her. A ripple of pinkish-white coursed through her body. Her bladder rested rock hard in her abdomen. Gazing around she found a secluded platform further down. He didn’t like the idea but her bladder could not wait too much longer. Spreading her wings she glided downwards near silently, peeking and watching the Rainwings above her. No one had noticed her slipping away. Her tired bladder muscles relaxed near-immediately as her claws reached the platform. “The queen is running from her own party?” A voice asked from the shadow of a tree. Her muscles clenched, stopping the near immediate release. “Deathbringer!” she hissed and swayed around. If it was only him she’d happily continue but he took her worry straight out of her head. “I’ve brought your whole guard just in case,” he said and Glory spotted them hiding among the trees and platforms in camouflage all around her. Of course, he did. “Three moons Deathbringer, you don’t have to bring my whole guard because I’m out to get a whiff of fresh air!” Glory hissed and sat down to stop her legs from trembling and giving away her predicament. Deathbringer jumped from the shadows and landed next to her, dancing around as if he’d won a bet. “Fresh air? On a secluded platform in camouflage?” “You know how some of them are, can’t get some peace and quiet unless they are asleep,” she said. He nodded and smirked. He had surely noticed the thin stripes of white coursing through her scales and was teasing her. Her lower body stung painfully. “I’m here because we have a situation,” he said and his expression hardened. Glory’s mind snapped to attention. If he was serious, it was serious and she had no time to worry about her bodily needs. “What is it?” “An audience, now.” “Who?” She asked and stretched her wings in preparation to take off. A painful spasm and a flash of white went through her body. Why did it have to be now? She would cut the audience short and duck away into on of her chambers afterwards. The floor in her rooms was a weaved mesh of vines and twigs, it would seep right through. And it had a door for privacy, a rarity in this village. “I think it’s best if you see for yourself,” Deathbringer said and they took off, heading towards the audience chamber. Every beat of her wings sent a white pink shiver through her body as it strained her bladder. A vine broke loose and she ducked beneath. She gasped as the sudden movement forced a few drops of urine to leave her bladder. Maybe she should admit it, grasp onto the next tree and paint the bark a deep yellow. The mere idea had her lose another few drops. She could command them all to forget it afterward. She was the Queen, they had to obey- These were the Rainwings she was talking about. They’d tell everybody that queen Glory had them forget that she pissed on a tree. No, that wasn’t an option. Deathbringer turned right, away from the route to the audience chamber. “Don’t worry, I had them brought to my secret audience chamber,” he said. “You have a secret audience chamber now?” “You could also call it my new hut.” A few endless minutes later Deathbringer’s hut came into view. A standard weave of vines and twigs, built into the side of a big tree. To her surprise it had a sizeable sunspot outside, the builders had probably forgotten that he didn’t need one. Glory found no sign of any dragon waiting for them. No guards, nothing. Deathbringer flicked his tail. “To your positions,” he commanded her invisible guard. A slight fluttered in the air and they had all gone. Deathbringer landed first barged inside with no introduction, nothing. Just who was waiting for them? Why the secrecy? Glory landed outside and forced her scales to take on a royal mix of emerald green and blue. Her left leg twitched against her will as her bladder protested against waiting any longer. A sweet flowery scent wafted from the hut. She stepped through the thick entrance vines and exhaled in amusement. Her scales turned an amused yellow. “What are you doing?” she laughed and desperately clenched her legs as another drop found its way to the floor. Deathbringer lay on a massive leaf bed with some kind of pinkish flower in his mouth. Petals lined the way from the entrance to the bed. “Really? Are you trying to be romantic? This is unexpected, if not embarrassing,” Glory said and wiped the petals sticking to her claws. “I’m saving you from your boring party. You know I’ve been planning this. Like my new hut? It has a queen sized bed unlike the “royal” chamber. I had some ideas on how to do this. But I reckoned kidnapping you would be a bad idea. And aren’t these flowers romantic?” He asked and played with one of the petals. His smile turned to a smirk. “They aren’t. You might’ve noticed the sweet scent that’s slowly numbing your muscles. And that the sour juice earlier was indeed a little poisonous. A diuretic.” A flash of pain shot over his face. “What ARE you doing?” Glory hissed. Her legs shook unmistakably as her rock hard bladder pushing against her fading strength. “Because I know you like it. Don’t think I didn’t notice those streaks of pink dancing around your stomach whenever you hold it past a reasonable time. You enjoy being pushed to your limit don’t you?” he smiled and she returned it. “You can go kiss my ass. This was a setup,” she squirmed and the suppressed flashes of pink became obvious. “With pleasure. But-” he stopped mid sentence and jumped off the bed, legs clenched together. “I see how it is,” Glory said and stepped up to him. “You are trying to prove that you can hold on longer than I can. That was a terrible plan.” They both stood facing each other, trembling, faces contorted in pain. A hot knife slid through her insides. “These flowers are a bit much aren’t they?” Deathbringer said and took a waddling step towards her. “Why don’t we both go at the same time, so nobody loses?” he asked and Glory nodded reluctantly. That was a compromise the was fine with right now. “On three,” she said. “One, two, three.” She clenched her floodgates, barring them their promised release. Deathbringer did the same. “That worked out like expected,” he laughed. Glory pounced forwards and tackled the surprised Deathbringer. They rolled through the petals until he came to a stop with Glory sitting on top of him. Her muscles burned and she smiled down at him. “I’m not sorry,” she said and slumped down on top of him as all her muscles relaxed. “Likewise,” Deathbringer cooed. Hot liquid spread between them and it was impossible to tell who had given in first. An orgasmic sense of relief and comfort flooded Glory’s mind as she nestled her head down next to Deathbringer’s. “Ohhhh,” she moaned in relief. Her thick stream drummed against his belly and his steadily climbed higher up her thigh like a steaming hot tongue. Their combined lakes spread below Deathbringer, pooling in his outstretched wings and seeping through the weaved floor. The flowing warmth trapped between them was unlike anything she had felt before. She didn’t want her stream to die down, but it did. His was going strong, now aiming straight past her side and hitting her wing. “Aren’t you enjoying this a little too much?” Glory asked when her sense of relief died down enough to form a coherent sentence. “Have you seen your color? I didn’t know you could reach that vibrant shade of pink,” he answered. All she could do was smile. Her insides burned with pleasure, twitching as she slid over his soft scales to sit back up. The last remnants of his stream rolled down her inner thigh and tickled her. She inspected her surroundings. They were both a steaming hot mess. The sharp scent in the air sent waves of pleasurable pink down her sides. “As your queen, you are the one responsible for the cleanup,” Glory said. She smirked and a mischievous yellow mixed into the vibrant pink. “And as punishment for misleading me, you’ll use your tongue. You’ll start with me.” “As you wish my queen,” Deathbringer said and bowed slightly upwards. A twig cracked in one of the windows and they both spun around. “I, uh, forgot my position,” a voice whispered. “That was the code for leaving us alone until tomorrow,” Deathbringer sighed. Glory turned a shocked bright green and then switched to camouflaging herself. “Great, now I’m an exhibitionist,” Deathbringer murmured. “You do not mention what happened here to anyone, ever! If you do I’ll take away your sun time for a month, am I clear!” Glory shouted at the poor Rainwing switching colors like a deranged rainbow. “Yes,” they whimpered and vanished. A few seconds of silence passed until Glory reappeared, the pink slightly faded. “The party is still going. How about a rematch on my terms, after a bath?” she suggested. “I do like my odds of winning.”
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  6. From the album: OverFlo207 - 2018

    A quick commission sketch for momma Chewbacca111222 and sis Bond56 Flo really likes Lucoa from Miss Kobayashi's Dragon Maid, so he convinced momma Christi to cosplay the part, along with sister Hannah. But due to mom's big "assets" its quite easy for her to lose sight of where the dog is...and Flo never knows how he gets himself into these situations, but he always seems to find himself under diaperbutts. Is it coincidence, or is he purposefully seeking shelter? Who knows. Cosplay Clothes (c) Miss Kobayashi's Dragon Maid
  7. A dumb, one shot omorashi and wetting story I wrote on my phone. The beginning is based on a true story. I think it should be pretty obvious where the real part ends. April may become a new character in the near future. But idk. Hope you enjoy some desperation and stuff. -------------------- It was well in to the night, nearly 1 in the morning as I drove along the highway. The moonless night and heavy clouds veiled the long stretch of road in thick darkness, though from what little I saw, I knew I was nearly an hour from home. Though that fact would normally comfort me in an unfamiliar place so late at night, something else was on the top of my mind. My bladder was bursting, and I would never be able to make it home dry. As much as I hated getting off unfamiliar exits to look for a gas station, I was not going to risk soaking the driver's seat of my car. Seeing an exit ahead, I began to turn in to it. Not even off of the ramp, I saw a gas station seconds ahead of me. Just the thought of relief made me squirm slightly in my seat. «Just hold it for one more minute.» I thought to myself. I pulled in to the station, trying to collect myself. Though there were no cars out front, I wasn't about to run through there, paws in my crotch, acting like a desperate child. I stood up, locking the car and walking in. It was a small store, with only a few shelves of snacks and convenience items, magazines, cigarettes, and lotto tickets by the counter, an adjacent counter hosting several self-serve coffee makers, and a line of fridges along the back, with a large sign saying bathroom in the far corner. Trying not to look too desperate, I casually made my way towards the toilets. The door to the men's room was just a few feet away, when I heard a voice call out to me from the front of the store. "HEY! Sir, the restrooms are for customers only!" I turned around, seeing the only employee of the small store. She was a river otter, at least half a foot shorter than me, with short cut, yellowish dyed hair, wearing a store uniform with a name tag reading April. Desperate, but not wanting to appear so or act rude, I reply "I'll get something when I'm done, promise." "Not good enough. How do I know you won't just run out when you finish?" As desperate as I was, I really wanted to avoid conflict, so I sighed softly. "Okay, okay." Being late in to the night, I decided coffee would be a good idea for the rest of my drive, to keep me awake, and I had a dollar to spare, so I made my way over to the side counter, grabbing a disposable foam cup. I held down the lever to dispense the hot beverage. The sound and sight of liquid pouring in front of me caused an urgent contraction of my bladder, and I squirmed slightly in place to try and hold it, letting a slight whine escape. I blushed deeply, hoping April hadn't noticed. But she did. I poured in some creamer and sugar quickly after, not even bothering to stir, capped the cup and made my way to the counter. "Okay, and will that be all?" I nodded, and she proceeded to ring me up. I quickly scanned my card, and waited for the receipt. She handed it to me, and I took it. "You're all set, then." She waited for me to start to head to the bathroom once more, before saying. "Hey, store policy says we can't let you go in to the bathroom with hot food or beverages." Stopping in my tracks, I sigh, turning to her. "Please just let me go. I'll be out of your hair in just a minute." Grinning at me, she just shook her head. "Sorry, I don't make the rules. You'll just have to finish your coffee and go after." Blushing, a thought occurred to me. The tone in her voice suggested that, maybe she could care less about store policy, but had another reason for doing this. I decided to walk back to the counter, leaning against it. "You don't really care about the rules, do you?" Her eyes widened and she responded, a bit nervously. "O-of course I do. I don't want to risk my job." "Do you really think your manager will care if you let one person go and relieve themselves at 1 in the morning? If I had to take a guess, I'd say you're in to bathroom stuff." She sighed, blushing deeply. "Okay, fine, you caught me! Just please don't tell anyone, especially management." "Hey, come on now. I wouldn't want to get you in trouble." I swirl my cup of coffee a moment, before taking a slow sip. "I'm not in any rush, and it must be boring as hell this late at night. How about a little show?" A deep blush formed on her face as she smirked, her sharp, white teeth visible. "Oh, I like where this is going~ I'm not going to let you go so easily." Almost as if on cue, my body nearly screamed at me, as I now decided to deny it relief purposefully while giving it even more liquid, sending a soft shiver down my spine, almost causing me to lose it right there. I had no choice but to grab myself with one hand, leaning against the counter and squirming in place. I whimpered softly, and took another sip of the hot, caffeinated drink. April watched with interest, finding it hard to believe she was actually doing this. She had all the power over me, and it excited her. At any moment, I could wet myself, but I wasn't allowed to disobey her and go relieve myself in her bathrooms until I finished my coffee. I whined softly, squirming and holding myself as I slowly drained the disposable cup of its contents. I knew I wasn't going to last long at this rate, so I tried to drink quickly, without looking like I was rushing. I then felt a contraction far more intense than the previous ones. I tightly grabbed my groin, but it didn't help. I felt just the tiniest squirt escape in to my jeans as I bent my knees inward, my legs tightly together. «If I keep this up,» I thought to myself, «I'm going to wet myself. I have to finish this.» The last bit, I didn't slowly sip, but tipped the cup over and emptied the rest in to my mouth, gulping it down and placing the cup on the counter. "Done. Now I can go." This sudden change through April off guard. She was enjoying watching me nearly wet myself so much, and didn't want it to be over. "W-wait, you can't yet! I have to, um..." She scrambled for an excuse in her mind, and quickly said "I have to clean the men's room!" "Well, what's to stop me from using the women's room? No one is here." I made no effort to hide my desperation anymore as I quickly paced to the back of the store. "T-that's out of order!" She ran from behind the counter, passing me as I was pacing myself, and physically standing between me and the bathrooms. "Y-you have to wait out here while I clean." I let out a soft whimper, as another sudden bladder contraction caused me to drive both paws between my legs, grabbing at myself, and sending me down on my knees. "F-fine, just hurry, okay?! I'm seriously about to wet myself." I blushed as I heard those words escape my lips, but I was past the stage of being able to act decent. "You'll be patient and wait like a good little wolf." She turned and went to a door between the restrooms and pulled out a bucket of cleaning supplies, before taking them in to the men's bathroom. The inside of it was simple, containing both a toilet and urinal, and a sink and mirror, and all were nearly spotless. The truth being she had cleaned it nearly an hour ago and no one had been it since then. She didn't even bother to pretend cleaning, expecting me to just wait until she came out. Sitting in the corner and waiting for her word, I had lost any and all care for trying to hide my desperation. Sitting in front of the bathroom doors, I squirmed, rubbing my legs together as I whined softly, fighting intense and lengthy waves of desperation, determined not to let her make me lose control. Though I was at my limit, and any moment, my body would decide against my will when I would go. Though she had other things in mind. This whole situation had gotten her fairly aroused. She held herself close to the bathroom door, listening to the sounds of me squirming and whining just outside, and couldn't help but let a paw drift south, undoing the button of her jeans and unzipping herself. Before she could take it much further, she heard me get up and scramble for the door. I pulled it open quickly, and spoke quickly, nervously. "I-I can't wait any longer! P-please, get out! I'm about to lose it!" She looked at me, surprised, and just as thoughts of lust were filling her mind, she decided to, instead of moving out of the way to let me in, pin me against the wall. "Oh, no you don't~ Not going to let you go that easily." She leaned against my chest, pinning me against the wall with her whole form. Then, with no warning, she went up on her toes and kissed me. Taken completely off guard, I held the kiss, letting out a soft whine as my bladder completely let loose. There was no stopping the flow, as my jeans became dark and wet. My body flooded with a sense of relief and embarrassment at the same time, the pressure finally lessening inside my bladder, but at the cost of my dignity. She grabbed at my crotch, feeling my bits underneath as my urine soaked down my pant legs, slowly going until a puddle formed underneath me. I whimpered softly, pushing her away as I let loose the flood. It continues for what seemed like forever, my pants hot and soaked. The scent filled the too slowly, and I finally managed to say something. "... I-I told you... I couldn't hold it." She looked up at me, blushing deeply and still smiling. "Aww, the poor wolfie couldn't hold it all in~" Her hand continued to play with my wet jeans, and she moved to unbutton them. "Looks like you're going to need a change." My eyes widened, hearing that word. I was now in no mood to continue with wherever she was going with this. "Hey! No! April, that's enough." I gently grab her arm, pulling her hand off of my crotch. "This was, certainly an interesting time. But I have my limits." "B-but -" "No. I'm sorry, but, I didn't mean to let things go this far." I look out to the rest of the store. "Please just let me clean myself up, and go on my way..." She looked at me, almost with a begging face, but I wasn't going to give in. "Fine... But, you'll be back some time, right? This is the best night I've ever had around here." I hesitate, not sure what to say. "We'll see... I don't quite know." I step away, making an exit from the store. She looked down at the puddle I left, blushing as thoughts entered her mind. As much as she wanted to indulge in those thoughts, she knew she had to clean up after me. While she got out a mop bucket, I grabbed a change of clothes from the trunk of my car, then went to clean myself up as best I could using the bathroom sink. We didn't say a word to each other as we silently cleaned up from this awkward encounter. Now cleaned up, I left for the exit, passing the counter. Hand on the door, I looked back to see her still mopping up outside the bathrooms. I decided to produce a pen, take the receipt for the coffee and scribble a number on to it: my number. I placed it near the register, and made my leave, wondering if she'd dare call me back for another round.
  8. From the album: OverFlo207 - 2017

    Commissioned by The_Char_Char Our favorite baby dragon girl has taken to the air. Determined to spread her wings, and prove her loyalty to those who play her spinning drum. Flammie gracefully flies through the clouds, answering the call of her friends, whether she is truly prepared or not. The little dragon pup has still got a lot of leveling-up to do, before she's able to graduate to pull-ups...>w< And though it may be a little embarrassing, while on a path to save the world, to have a trusty dragon that's still in diapers....and furthermore, to be expected to change the big cutie, whenever the baby needs it....buuuuuut our heroes are able to overlook that, once the playful diapered beast gives them a ride on her back....she's a cheerful addition to the team ^^ Flammie (c) Secret of Mana
  9. From the album: OverFlo207 - 2016

    Commissioned by pinkdragonkin for her bro Skreamlol Brother holding his baby sister. Not all siblings get along too well, but every now and then...even if baby's wearing somethin stinky, you just gotta hug your baby bro or sis. Don't keep it inside. Share your love, just as you share your stinkiness. :3
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