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  1. A/N: As some of you may recall, in the fall of 2021, I started a story called "I think my boss needs to pee". What was originally going to be just two stories quickly grew to a great number, and encouraged me to write more and more. There was just one problem. When I looked back over my work, I came to realize that I didn't like how somethings turned out, and I wanted another shot at it. So I rewrote the first two chapters and have many more planned out this time. New characters, new backstories, and bolder interactions. I am keeping the original up for posterity, but this new thread is the only cannon story. Updates will be slow, but they will be worked on. Some of the tags relate to later parts. As always, feedback is not only encouraged but appreciated. Chapter 1.1 Mary-Ann laid still for a moment. Her morning alarm was blaring into her eardrums, but every muscle in her body wanted to stay in bed until she drifted back into sleep. She couldn't. She wouldn't. Today was the biggest day of her young career, and she'd be damned if she would oversleep today. She gingerly sat up, and switched off her alarm. Still in the dark, she stood. Guided by instinct, she shuffled towards the wall. Feeling around for the light switch made 4:30 feel like the darkest hour of the morning. She blinked rapidly in an attempt to adjust her eyes to the dark and took her long t-shirt off as she entered her bathroom. She tossed it in an opposite corner of the room and walked towards her toilet. Before she relived herself for the morning, she turned the shower on to let the water warm. Opening the toilet lid and quickly dropping her pink panties to the floor, she sat on the toilet, still groggy. Yawning, Mary-Ann started to pee. The sound of her slow stream hitting the toilet water was drowned out by rushing shower water, and she begun to twirl her shoulder length blonde hair. Today was going to be her arrival. The finale of nearly three years of arduous work. She had gone from drifting between office jobs and secretarial roles, barista and bartender, but now she finally found her calling. She was a mortgage officer, and now was one of the top in the nation. Soon, her steady flow of urine began to arc back towards her pussy, wetting her lips with the excess flow. In a moment, Mary-Ann was done. She sat and dripped as she thought about her tasks for the day. She had been aggressive in the real estate market, flipping houses and even buying her first rental property last year. However, the income earned from the small complex was hardly worth the constant calls. At first, the tenants would call her directly as the previous owner had neglected the apartments. The calls never stopped, at all hours of the day and night, rodents, water heaters, showers and more had been replaced, repelled and repaired. She had hired a property manager to take the calls off of her plate, but whenever an issue arose, her manager would call her before making a move, which delayed solutions and got in the way of her tenants' lives. Mary-Ann flushed and stepped into the shower. She'd clean the pee off of her privates with the showerhead. Once finished, she lathered her c-cup breasts and washed her body, mentally preparing for the biggest meeting of her life. A chance to own her own mortgage company lay ahead of her, it was the pearl of her life. The 10 and 12-hour days, the early months of being commission-only, when she made less than minimum wage; it was all about to pay off. This last meeting was all that was in the way. Taking the time to fantasize about her life before her, it took a while before Mary-Ann stopped the water flow and stepped out of the shower. Drying her 5' 10" frame was not an arduous task, but Mary-Ann was sure it took longer than most girls. She packed her gym clothes; a gray pair of spandex and a white top, and her office clothes. She quickly made her hair into a ponytail, walked her to the kitchen to fill her water bottle and left. ###################################### Karenna Bryant awoke, smacking her dry lips together. The sheets and the bed were cheap, but comfortable. What was strange to her, was the amount of light in the small apartment. It should have been darker than this. She looked over to the alarm clock. Seven. She was late. Very late. Damn it! Not today! Shit, shit! She contemplated skipping her shower that morning. But she hadn't showered yesterday either. She'd have to clean herself even just a bit. Today was her bosses big day, and potentially a massive boost for her career as well. Today was not the day to be late. A quick shower still took her too long. With little time to do her makeup, she was forced to forgo her routine morning pee. As soon as she was dressed in her grey suit pants, black belt and white blouse, Karenna was nearly out the door. Before exiting her small apartment, she grabbed a plastic water bottle from the refrigerator. Needing to beat Mary-Ann to work, she darted out the door, her heels clicking on the cement walkway outside her apartment. As she made her way to her car, Karenna regretted her haste. Her bladder was already asking for relief. ################################# What took Mary-Ann a moment was the process of applying professional makeup in a gym bathroom. Normally, she would have applied it at the office or at home on her non-workout days, but because this meeting started right 9, she had to change here. She had changed her panties, which were now a deep purple, and she pulled her pantyhose over them. A beige pencil skirt that dropped to her knees and a white blouse hid under her short blazer. After putting on her black heels, she admired herself in the mirror and remade her blonde hair into a low-professional bun. Her watch read seven-thirty, plenty of time to visit her favorite local coffee shop. It didn't take her long to get there, and she finished her second water from her tin water bottle. Two had been downed since her workout. The first scent that hit her was one of her favorites- fresh roasted coffee, and a lot of it. The morning rush appeared to have dwindled. All that was left were the amateur writers and college students. Mary-Ann walked right up to the counter with no line. The barista recognized her immediately. Hanna was always so sweet and friendly, her small stature made it appear as though Mary-Ann was much taller than she actually was. Her blue eyes met Mary-Ann’s green and their smiles were matched. "Mary-Ann! Can I get you the usual? Cute top by the way". Hanna seemed much more energetic than usual, she swayed from one foot to the other and bent her knees ever so often. While certainly not unwelcome to see such energy and vigor so early in the day, it was a bit out of character for the usually reserved girl. "Aw, thank you! Yeah, I'll have the usual. Had your coffee today?" Mary-Ann smiled wider; she was always happy to see others so gleeful. "Just been standing a while." Hanna turned towards the cappuccino machine to start Mary-Ann's order and crossed her legs. They were clad in light jeans. She put both hands on the machine's table and continued to bounce her knees. She looked a little sick and Mary-Ann couldn't help but worry. As the cappuccino machine's noise rang throughout the shop, Mary-Ann spoke up. "Are you sure you're alright?" Hanna turned back toward Mary-Ann; her light brown barista apron was bunched around her crotch. She smiled, forcibly, and tried to talk over the end of the machine's cycle. "Uh...yeah. I'm doing ok" Hanna crossed her legs again, and grabbed Mary-Ann's order. Mary-Ann took her wallet out of her purse and prepared to pay. As Hanna walked back up to the register she put Mary-Ann's order down and read her the total. Hanna sheepishly looked behind Mary-Ann, and upon seeing there was no one behind she whispered. "I'm really sorry but we're a little understaffed right now; and I really...really need to pee." As she got to the second "really" she bent her knees down again. As Mary-Ann heard the word pee, she felt a sympathetic twinge in her own bladder and felt terrible for the girl behind the counter. "I can wait a moment if you need to run- " "No! No, if that's all your getting, I'll ring you out" Hanna interrupted her a bit loudly. Mary-Ann paid with her card and put a twenty in the tip jar. She felt sorry for the poor girl, but there wasn't much she could do except give her a generous tip and leave the girl to hopefully find relief, with a lull in customers "H-have a nice... day" Hanna weakly called to her. Mary-Ann briefly turned and waved to her before heading out the door, back to her car. ################### The ride to the office was short, but as Mary-Ann pulled into a parking spot opposite the office doors, she felt her bladder give her another dull warning, but this time, it didn't leave; the two morning bottles of gym water had started to collect in her bladder and the cappuccino wasn't helping. As Mary-Ann entered her office doors, she was greeted by her protégé Karenna. "Hey boss, meeting room's ready." Karenna was an average built black woman, but she had accented her shoulder-length, straight black hair with dyed-red tips. Unaware of Karenna’s own desperation, Mary-Ann secretly wished the 23-year-old had been a little late. Their typical morning briefs would lead right up to nine o-clock, and if the room and Karenna were already good to go, she wouldn't be able to stop by their single person bathroom. Mary-Ann could only hope she would have time to relieve herself before her meeting. Karenna stood up from her desk and pressed down her grey suit pants. She gathered her notepad and filed in behind her boss into the small conference room. Before sitting down, she put down her things on the conference table and wiped a bit of fuzz off of her grey suit coat. Mary-Ann didn't need to know that Karenna had gotten there just minutes before and she still hadn't emptied her bladder, which she had now been nursing since she woke up. But the meeting in which she was mostly presenting didn't faze her. She had been in this position for eight months now, and she wasn't about to let her growing need interrupt such a tight schedule, especially today. She sat down at the conference table and Mary-Ann stepped up to the awaiting projector. A list of clients appeared on the screen as the projector adjusted itself. "Where do we stand on these?" Mary-Ann started "Jones and Richardson both are looking like they'll get underwritten today. I think we'll have issues with Wyatt though. They might have given us some bad info on the underwriting paperwork." As Karenna went into detail about each of the active clients, Mary-Ann discreetly crossed her legs and put her back to the wall. This action went unnoticed by Karenna, who had her own thighs pressed against each other. The two women continued to review the second page of active clients, and as they discussed a peculiar case in which the client had provided their proof of income from a job they left two weeks prior, Karenna felt her first serious wave of desperate pressure press against the walls of her shaved pussy. The additional effort that it took for her to hold her filled bladder caused her to hesitate mid-sentence "I can make that...mmhf...call today" Despite her growing desperation, Karenna was determined not to ask for a break. If this meeting dragged on too long, she could delay Mary-Ann, she wasn't about to do that. The only thing she was hoping for is that Mary-Ann didn't notice her situation. As she crossed her legs and subtly placed a hand against her crotch, Karenna finally admitted to herself, I need to pee Mary-Ann was also growing acutely aware of her own situation, and had begun to sway her hips in an attempt to ease some of the pressure that was developing in her bladder. While she was paying attention to what Karenna was saying, she was unaware of the equally desperate situation her protégé was in. The two continued to move the meeting forward, discussing where they were in terms of their goals for the year. Karenna at this point was pressing her backside down into the cushy office chair, the corner of the chair pressed into her crotch. Her calves were locked in place, as her heels and feet were supporting most of her forward weight, they were pointing towards each other to keep her thighs in place. When Karenna looked back up from her papers and finished her sentence, she noticed that Mary-Ann was crossing her legs and seemed to be more focused on the projected graph instead of what Karenna was saying. Mary-Ann's right arm was clutched against her left forearm, and as she swayed back and forth. Do we seriously both need to piss right now? The thought crossed Karenna’s mind as her boss hadn't responded to Karenna's statement yet. She seemed to be more so watching the clock than giving her undivided attention. Karenna spoke up "Your thoughts?" "Hmm? Oh, yeah, its fine. Good job today, Karenna. Is that all?" Karenna wasn't satisfied with the non-answer, but it was getting close to nine, and if she could get out a moment sooner to pee, she would take it. "I think that's it for now, I'll email you if any of this changes- I gotta step out for a second, your office should be set up." "I -uh, alright" Mary-Ann started a sentence, but Karenna had already stood and done a 180 towards the door. She walked back to her desk as fast and as discreetly as her heels would let her, her sensitive genitals as tight and contracted as she could get them. Throwing her meeting notes over her desk and craning her neck to briefly check Mary-Ann's office, which was in a windowed room behind her desk, Karenna made sure her boss had everything she needed. Karenna might have to piss like a racehorse, but she still had a job to do. She exhaled as the strain to stand on her tip toes caused her bladder to contact and a shiver involuntarily sent a hand to her crotch. Mary-Ann's office looked in order. Now slightly hunched over, Karenna hustled passed the front door, which was glass, and anyone in the parking lot could see her squirm in front of her desk. Starting to doubt that she was going to make it, Karenna walked quickly to the corner of the office space that housed the only bathroom. Karenna nearly ran into the white tiled room. With just a single toilet and a sink, she started to undo her black belt and turned her well-toned ass towards the toilet bowl, anticipating her long overdue release. In her haste, she pulled the belt too quickly and it stuck into place. She felt a wet drop touch her panties. Not wanting to wet her pants, Karenna used what was left of her strength to pull her belt forward and slowly undo it. As her fingers worked the tight belt, her legs shook. The strain of holding an entire morning's worth of pee was now solely on her tight and tiring bladder muscles. She could feel the first few drops slowly dribbling into her underwear. Finally her belt let go, she jammed her fingers into the waist band of her grey suit pants and flung them down to her knees, along with her panties. Before her butt had even touched the porcelain of the toilet seat, a thick, fat stream of piss shot out of her, splattering the back of the raised top before Karenna sat down in a huff, exhausted from the effort it took to avoid pissing her pants. A loud hiss filled the room as a clear-ish stream of hot urine drilled the water in the toilet bowl. Her pussy lips now dripping pee as well, having left her blue panties with a small dark patch. Her breathing slowed back to normal, but her stream stayed strong, and the aspiring black business women sat with her forearms on her thighs, trying to process her desperation and now incredible relief and get her head back to her work. Her stream seemed to slow for a moment, but Karenna contracted her bladder muscles again and the stream that was exiting her pee hole resumed with the same force that it had started with, and the hissing sound that was erupting from her thighs filled the room again. As her stream began to subside for a second time, she examined her panties. She ran her fingers though the fabric, and while it was slightly damp to the touch, they were more than serviceable. She was surprised at what a close call she just had and she sat back in relief. Her stream was just a slight trickle, but her muscles were still contracting, sending shivers from her pussy through the rest of her body. It felt good, in a way. Karenna's thoughts drifted back to work I really hope Mary-Ann was just checking the time... Karenna cut that train of thought short. She tried to convince herself that Mary-Ann was indeed just checking the time and making sure she wasn't late. This move was important for both of their careers, obviously that would weigh on her mind. I've seen her take back-to-back meetings for an entire day's work. She's sat through 3-hour licensing classes with a ton of coffee...there's no way. Karenna looked down at her own, now dripping pussy. Her pink wet skin contrasting with her dark outer lips. It's not like I didn't just think that I'd be fine. She wiped, flushed and pulled her pants back up. Reapplying her belt and checking her makeup in the mirror, she noticed that the back of her grey sport coat had gotten wet from her initial explosion. It fared the worst out of all her clothes, but it would dry before the days end, she was sure of it. Her thoughts drifted back to her boss for a moment. There's no way she needs to pee...right? Mary-Ann Adimari needed to pee. As she watched her young colleague rush out of the room, she pressed her hands against her skin, just above her burning genitals. It was tender, and her tight pencil skirt did little to assist her. Though it was a long skirt, which reached her kneecaps, it was becoming harder and harder to stand still. Her movements had nearly become involuntary, all made worse by the fact that she was in heels. She walked out of the conference room and entered her personal office. A slightly private area, its windows were against just one wall. They allowed her to be aware of what was happening outside her semi-private walls. Her bookcase, which served more as a prop for virtual meetings than actually useful books, was against the back wall, and the opposite wall partially served as a wet bar for closings. She had just refilled the alcohol shelf yesterday, and the different color liquids only served to mock her at this point. The deep red rug that spanned much of the floor gave the room a sophisticated atmosphere and played well with the walnut-colored bookshelves and mahogany desk. Mary-Ann wasn't paying attention to any of these details as she shoved her meeting notes onto her desk and trudged towards the bathroom in the main office space. She had maybe 30 seconds, but she was also starting to feel her now desperation to pee. She assumed Karenna was done as she approached the door, but the light wood was hardly sound proof. She was instead greeted by a such a loud sigh and a hissing sound that her mind instantly attempted to release her bladder muscles. The sound and sudden force of pressure baring down on her tight snatch caused Mary-Ann to shove her hands deep into her crotch and squeeze every muscle she possibly could. Her thighs and genital walls were all directed to halt the force liquid from soiling her clothes. Karenna clearly wasn't done, and Mary-Ann would be unfashionably late. She winced, attempted to straighten up, and walked back towards her office. As she sat down, some of the other financial partners and representatives from her current company were starting to join the meeting. Sitting in her black office chair, Mary-Ann turned her camera on, forced a smile, and hoped that she could pay attention for just an hour and a half. ############################ Karenna had been answering emails and making few morning calls from her desk while occasionally grabbing a drink from the water cooler outside conference room. Despite her close call this morning, she still needed to refresh ever so often and the short walk from her desk to the water cooler was enough to give her mind a quick rest. What helped the day go by the fastest however was the occasional inbound call. For a better connection, they still used landlines, so she could also fiddle with the cord while she talked. It was like her grandmother's old phone when she was growing up, and a little burst of nostalgia was all she needed sometimes. This time, when it rang, it was a local realtor, looking to connect with Mary-Ann. After the two set a time and a day, Karenna hung up and looked back through the glass at her boss. From where she was sitting, Mary-Ann appeared to be focused on her meeting, and Karenna immediately felt better about her own relief this morning. She hadn't forced her boss into an uncomfortable position and she felt her dash for the restroom was justified. Mary-Ann was attempting to look professional, but she was as stiff as a statue. Her bladder felt like a rock, and she rubbed her free hand across the tense area. It felt as though every muscle was active in a desperate struggle against herself. No longer was her bladder simply suggesting that she find a time to relieve it, it was now demanding she do so. Sarah, Mary-Ann’s lawyer and acquaintance was in the middle of negotiating Mary-Ann out of her current contract, something that the other two men present in the meeting weren’t allowing to happen easily. The meeting was starting to appear as though it was was going to drag on. Mary-Ann crossed her legs. She hoped they would take a break soon. ################################ The front door swung open and Karenna immediately broke into a smile. Her best friend proudly strode through the door with a jovial smile plastered on her round face. Her bright brown eyes put her youth on display, helped by her long, black braided hair. "Hey girlie! Surprise!” She presented a small box from behind her back. It was wrapped neatly in a bow and Karenna took it from her graciously. Getting up from her desk, Karenna gave Nia a friendly hug. "Oh my gosh Nia! Thank you so much! What is it?" "I was in town for a game and thought of you when I saw it. Open it!" Karenna did as Nia asked and slowly opened the box. A small silver necklace with a pendent stood out against the dark interior. Karenna took it out and put it on. Now Karenna was the one with a wide smile on her face. “You didn’t have to.” She said quietly, her emotions taking hold. “But I wanted to.” Nia reached back over Karenna’s desk for a friendly hug. "Is Mary-Ann here today?" Nia asked innocently "She is, but she's in a super important meeting, I'll be sure to let her know you stopped by though." “Would she mind if we hung out for a little?” Karenna looked towards Mary-Ann’s office. Her boss looked engaged in her meeting. Turning back to Nia, Karenna suggested “Yeah I guess we could talk for a little.” Motioning for her friend to follow her, Karenna led Nia into one of the conference rooms, excited to catch up with her friend. Mary-Ann was still trying to present herself as a power broker, but in her mind, she was very obviously rocking back and forth in her chair. Her knee was lifted towards her chest in an attempt to alleviate the pressure. She one hand plastered against her crotch. Mary-Ann no longer knew what they were talking about, and at this point was blindingly agreeing to the documents presented online, Sarah marking every initial down. Her jaw was locked in an attempt to remain composed, but her labored breathing gave her situation away. She hoped that her microphone hadn't picked anything up. She didn't think that she had leaked yet, but her strained muscles were starting to produce a sweat. Mary-Ann couldn't tell anymore. All she wanted was to pee. Just not in front of the present company, or with any audience really. Nia took a seat at the head of the table in the conference room and Karenna took the chair to her right. Playfully rotating the office chair from side to side, Nia asked “So…you made it. White-collar Karenna, huh?” Karenna scoffed “Hey, it beats working at that burger place. To be honest, I’m not sure why she even took me in.” “Who? Mary-Ann?” Karenna nodded “It’s not like I have experience. Or qualifications.” “She had to have seen something in you.” Karenna looked at the ground. “I lied on the application.” “And?” “And if Mary-Ann ever found out, I’m sure she’d fire me on the spot.” “Or she doesn’t care and thinks you’re the right person for the job.” Karenna looked up, then out the window, not responding. Nia knew better than to ask her friend to have some confidence, but she wished Karenna would at least have some. Her friend looked back at the ground, sparking Nia’s curiosity “Something else on your mind?” Karenna looked up, her eyes giving her away. Nia has seen it before. It always looked cute. Karenna’s eyes would widen, showing her whites. She’d almost look like a dog that had done something wrong. “It’s…ah it’s nothing” Karenna looked out the window again, then at the table. “Kar…” “No! Really! It’s stupid.” “Seems like you want to talk about it.” Karenna looked at Nia, then back down at the floor, moving her chair back and forth. She sighed. “You’re gonna laugh at me.” “Will I?” Nia asked, almost offended that her best friend would even think such a thing Karenna paused. “I…I kind of have…” Karenna spoke quietly, Nia leaned forward to hear it. “I kind of have a crush on her…” Nia giggled as she leaned back “Aww! Kar’s in love?” Karenna looked away and folded her arms “I knew telling you was stupid.” Nia leaned forward and touched Karenna’s thigh, just above her kneecap. “Kar, c’mon. You know I’m here for you. So you have a little crush, what’s the big deal?” “The deal is that it’s stupid-” “You’ve said that a hundred times now.” The two went quiet as Karenna searched for her words. She spoke again. “She's probably not into girls. Much less me. I mean if she was…she’s like a super model. She could have anyone.” “And you’re not?” “I’m me. A nerd who just has a silly office crush.” Silence between the two. Nia wanted nothing more than to grant some sort of confidence towards her friend. Maybe some humor would help. “Nice ass?” “Who?” Nia gave a sly smile. Karenna knew who she meant, lifting her hand to her mouth in embarrassment as she admitted “Oh! Y-yeah…she does…” Nia giggled “You been looking?” Karenna’s eyes dropped, she had a small smile on her face, enjoying her friends playful teasing. “She’ll bend over my desk to get something, or restock the printer. And when she does...” Karenna’s voice went low “I could die and go to heaven” Nia smiled, swaying back and forth in her chair. Nonchalantly she grabbed one of the free pens sitting on the table. She spoke, her tone getting a little more serious “Do you think I’m pretty?” Karenna furrowed her brow. “Sure. You know that ” “And you’ve had me. How’s she any different?” Nia fiddled with the pen “She’s my boss. And besides…it’d be too awkward. I-I can’t.” Nia shrugged. “You can’t even tell her she’s pretty? Drop a hint or two?” Karenna shook her head and looked at the ground. “It’ll pass. It’s just a silly crush.” The two returned to silence for a moment. Nia spoke first “Well it’s been great, but I should get going. Seriously. Maybe she’d be into you. Give it a shot.” “Thanks.” Karenna smiled as she stood. It was nice reconnecting with her longtime friend, and Karenna stretched. It had been quite the morning, but the afternoon was looking to be a smooth close to the day. After a hug, the two friends left the conference room, with Karenna moving towards her desk and Nia towards the door. As Karenna got to her chair, Nia stopped just before the door and turned back around. "Actually, um...Do you mind if I use the bathroom real quick?" "You know what?" Karenna smiled slyly, joking with her friend “What if I said no?” Nia smiled back, but her voice was serious. As she spoke, her hand, which was balled into a fist was gently place at the crotch of her jeans. “Kar, I've actually have been waiting awhile.” She jiggled her thighs “Please?” Karenna pointed her towards the bathroom door and watched her friend walk causally towards it. It was on her mind after their conversation, and Karenna couldn’t help but sneak a look at the butt of Nia jeans as she walked by. Her friend really did have a nice ass. Karenna then turned a little red. She quickly heard an audible hiss and spray from the bathroom, followed by a sigh from her friend. Her mind went back to her adventure this morning. Now that Mary-Ann had been in her meeting for a while, she only hoped that her boss was in a good spot. ##################################### Mary-Ann was locked in a desperate battle against herself and her overfilled bladder. Every muscle was in full force. Tense. Locked. Active. Unable to remove her hand from her crotch, she was gripping her self as tightly as she could. She felt clammy. Almost sick. Her legs trembled, each muscle moving involenterily with the strain of holding back her stretched bladder. She hurt. Mary-Ann’s teeth were gritted, her lips locked as she tried desperately to keep her pee from bursting out of her. She nearly considered peeing in one of her wet bar glasses. Mary-Ann was sure they couldn't handle two of her gym water bottles and a cappuccino, but it was better than peeing in front of the CEO of one of the largest mortgage companies in the nation, her attorney and business broker. That very real fear was the only thing that was keeping her water in at this point, and even that was failing. With just a few minutes left in the meeting, Mary-Ann lost a spurt of pee into her panties and her shaking legs were attempting to close the now burst dam, but now that it had started, she was afraid that it wouldn't stop. But another minute passed. The last page. It was here. Freedom. One more initial and she could have her empire and her salvation. She leaked again. The shock caused her to inhale and she gripped her mahogany desk. With every fiber of her being, she willed her pee-hole closed. Yes. She told Sarah to sign off on the last NDA. She lost again, this time a jet of pee, with a stream thick enough to tickle her closed, burning genital walls. The front of her beige pencil skirt now sported a small dark stain. But it was over, the greatest meeting of her life was over. She might just make it. The virtual meeting was ending. The first man dropped off the call, then the other. Quickly, only Sarah remained. Mary-Ann felt as though she was drowning. The weight of her full bladder pulling her down in a sea of despair. She was struggling to breathe. Her legs, clad in pantyhose, were curled around each other like a vine. Twisted and tense, they attempted to hold back the deluge of hot piss in her tender bladder. It was no use. Mary-Ann felt a hot jet of piss spray into her panties. She gasped, her twisted legs parting under the desk. “Everything ok?” Sarah asked “I-ah…um…” Mary-Ann looked down A constant leak into her panties had begun. The clear, glistening liquid was starting to darken her chair below her. She could feel the searing heat against her crotch. Mary-Ann made a desperate plea, using the last of the strength to muster a statement. “I…need the bathroom…” Mary-Ann’s voice shook with the rest of her trembling body “Yeah me too. You can wait.” Sarah either didn’t care or wasn’t aware of Mary-Ann’s plight. Mary-Ann was just able to regain control. She could feel the damp wetness of her skirt against her butt, her now soaked panties clinging to her privates. And through it all, she saw a way out. As Sarah droned on about the contract Mary-Ann had just gotten out of, confidence suddenly stuck Mary-Ann. Maybe she could make it. She had leaked and spurted enough into her underwear that the urgent feeling was starting to dissipate. She had hope. And that was all she needed. Finally Sarah ended her thoughts and wished Mary-Ann a good day before dropping off of the meeting. She had no idea the fight that Mary-Ann had been in for the duration, nor the throbbing pain of her full bladder. Mary-Ann for her part had no idea of the effort she was about to expend. Standing from her damp seat, Mary-Ann attempted to walk from her desk, but the weight of her pent up pee pushed down hard, the force of gravity crushing her now tired muscles. A sudden, heavy, sharp pain stabbed her in the back. The mass of her filled bladder crushing her tired peehole. It felt as though every liquid she had consumed that day was pressing to leave. The agony of her full bladder was not lost on the rest of her body. She shook as she bent down, sweaty, tired and exhausted. Mary-Ann bit down on her lip, hard enough that she could have drawn blood. Gripping her desk, she crossed her legs and attempted to stand. She just lost another spirt. This one made through her pantyhose and dripping onto the rug below. As she stood again, now slowly and slightly bent at the knee, Mary-Ann lost another jet of pee. And then another. Finally, she stood. Slightly bent forward, unable to stand fully. The pressure and searing pain screaming at her to relent. She wouldn’t. Her hand jammed into the crotch of her business skirt, Mary-Ann used what was left of her dignity and her strength to walk towards the door. That’s when she had an idea. The trashcan just on the other side of the door. She could rip her pantyhose down and her panties to the side. She could do it. She was so close. Each step sent a stinging pain through her body. Each movement a herculean task. But she was close. She walked by the wet bar, both shot gasses too small for the ocean of pee inside her. Her eyes bore into the small container willing her to walk through her affliction. The door swung open. It was Karenna. The sudden movement startled Mary-Ann. She gasped. It was followed by a seeping warmth into her underwear. “Hey boss! I saw you were offline. Valerie called to set up a meeting and-” Karenna was thrown off by her bosses response. Her voice was weak, hardly audible. “I…I’m s-s…sorry…” In the confusion, Karenna went quiet. Her silence was quickly pierced by a sudden tapping. It was foreign to her ears. Karenna subtily tilted her head in an effort to understand what was going on. Something caught her eye. She looked down. A dark patch was appearing on the rug at her boss’s feet. It was expanding slowly. Karenna’s eyes followed the clear droplets of liquid, her brain slowly putting together what was going on. As their eyes met, Mary-Ann nearly closed hers, tears forming in her eyes. Karenna put it together. Her jaw dropped in shock. Mary-Ann was peeing her panties. It started quick, the first stream finally breaking through her panties and splashing loudly onto the rug. She gripped the heim of her beige skirt in a feeble attempt to deny what was happening. Her face burned red in embarrassment, the only sound was her pent up pee ruining her rug with a dull splash. She looked down again. What she was doing hit her. Her pantyhouse were ruined. Wet streaks had formed down her legs where her pee had started to pool in her heels. Hot pee was dripping out the sides of her heels, and dribbling out onto a growing stain on her rug.Mary-Ann desperately tried cut off the flowing urine from her now hissing snatch. She jammed her hand back into her crotch, now soaked and warm. The pain of her attempt was unreal. It felt like her entire urinary system had bucked against her wishes to stop peeing. For all of her strife, it only weakened her flowing piss. She could no longer stop it, or even attempt to. Her body had gone too far and was too tired to bend to her will anymore. She realized that now. Giving in to her most basic need, she conceded that all she wanted was relief. Her legs shook, glistening as hot piss ruined her pantyhouse. Clear droplets splattered everywhere, dripping all over her rug. Mary-Ann Adimari, one of the top mortgage producers in the nation, now owner of her own mortgage company, was uncontrollably wetting her panties on her office floor. But Mary-Ann was too busy enjoying the emptying of her overfilled bladder into her panties to care. She didn't care about the rug she was soiling. She didn't even care that Karenna was witness to her hissing pee rushing out of her tired labia. As the many different rivulets made their way from the seat of her skirt to the rug, Mary-Ann bent forward. Her shaking knees and labored breath evidence of her defeat. Even as her rusing pee began to subside, its damage was done. Mary-Ann couldn’t bare to open her eyes as her continued to ruin her rug and undergarments in equal measure. Karenna could hardly process what she was seeing. Her boss, her secret crush, was a shaking, wet mess. Karenna wanted to hug her. To mother her. Tell her it was okay. Another feeling came over her. She knew what feeling it was. A grotesque perverted feeling of excitement. She scolded herself, and remained silent. Her bosses office was quiet. The rushing storm of her boss’s held urine now passed. Only the occasional drip from her ruined undergarments remained. Mary-Ann wanted to scream in relief. She was done peeing. The end to her torment was immeasurable. It was as if she had just experienced the most intense orgasm ever. A cold shiver ran down her spine. Her stream had begun to stopped, her over saturated panties dripped the excess urine down into her soaked skirt and small beads of pee rolled down her thighs. Mary-Ann swallowed hard, feeling the tears in her eyes. Ahe briefly wanted to masturbate. In a fleeting moment she imagined herself ripping through her pantyhose and rubbing her clit like a crazed animal. But reality quickly set in. Mary-Ann was saturated from the waist down in her own pee. She had completly lost control in front of her only employee, and had just ruined a very expensive rug. She had no words. No excuse, no escape. Her emotions set in. She wanted to cry. She wanted to run. She didn’t. She couldn’t. She stood as still as a statue, not a word spoken between the two women. Until Karenna spoke. Her quiet, soft voice still cut Mary-Ann sharper than any knife could. "Did you.. um...did, you just pee your pants?" A/N: So what did you think of the new first chapter? How did it compare to the old? What are your hopes for this new cannon? Feel free to let me know in the comments!
  2. There's no toilets in the metro cars and he REALLY needed to go... the floor will have to do...
  3. I had a recent experience where I completely lost control of my bladder that I hadn't done in over two decades and it's been on my mind ever since so I wanna share it here in case anybody else will enjoy reading it. One morning, I went out to my kitchen in nothing but my underwear, a pair of briefs. Nobody was home so I didn't really care. I just wanted a quick snack. I hadn't used the toilet in a while but I wasn't thinking. Then I heard someone coming home and I didn't think fast enough to dash to my room, so the person was no doubt going to see my practically naked self run into my room and I did not want that. So I went into the garage. I planned on staying in there until I was 100% sure the person was back in their room. It was then that I realized I had to pee really badly. I was frantically walking around practically holding my p**is closed and occasionaly putting my ear to the door to see if I can hear a presence in the kitchen. But the heater was in the garage and was VERY loud so this proved difficult. I eventually just decided I'd stay in there until the urge went away and THEN leave since I knew it would take a while. Better safe than sorry. This did not happen at all. I could not stop how badly I felt I wanted to pee and it only got worse. After dancing around uncontrollably and a few spurts coming out, I decided screw it and was gonna grab an empty detergent container to pee inside. However the urge was so bad that as soon and I slipped my boxers down, reflexes kicked in and I just started uncontrollably peeing on the garage floor. At this point I just let it go feeling a mixture of extreme relief, disbelief and embarrassment, but also euphoria and even arousal at what I was doing. The stream went on for an absurdly long time and truth be told once it was over I wanted to masturbate right then but I kept myself and just completely emptied my bladder. It was so bad that eventually i didnt even feel anything despite pee pouring out. I cleaned up the puddle with lots of floor cleaner and a mop obviously, and then took a shower, but the entire experience stood out on my brain long after the fact. There is this japanese omorashi author i followed for a while named Shimosaka Nigoru 「しもさか にごる」that had released a decent amount of manga on dlsite under the group (studio fd) and their stuff, in my opinion, most captured the feeling I felt in that event. Anyway thanks for reading if you did, and I hope you guys give shimosaka some support. Yes this was all kind of a roundabout way for me to spread awareness of their works lol
  4. Writer's Note: Hey guys! I'm Bongo, long-time lurker, first-time writer. A few months ago I saw LazyBlazy's art of Marceline & Princess Bubblegum from Adventure Time diapered up and got inspired to write a story based on that premise. I think Marcy and PB make a really cute couple and they're some of my favourite Adventure Time characters, if not one of my favourite cartoon couples of all time, so I hope you enjoy, and I apologise in advance if this story isn't to your liking. Depending on the reception, I might add more. Chapter 1: At Home Princess Bubblegum walks through the front door of her house. She looks exhausted, rubbing her eyes and straightening out her back. PB: "Man... what a day.." "HEY PEEBS!" Marceline exclaims happily, jumping out in front of PB and absolutely terrifying her. PB: "WAH!! Marcy! What the heck?" PB shouts, now completely wide awake from the shock of Marceline jumpscaring her. Marceline: "Ha Ha! Gotcha!" PB stares at Marceline for a moment, completely dumbfounded. Marceline briefly stares back, wondering if she went too far. "Heh, sorry about that though. I gave you quite a fright, huh Bonnie?" Marceline jokes, winking at PB and turning away towards the couch. PB: "Yeah.. right. Never again please!" PB laughs a little as she tells Marceline off. However, as Marceline headed over to the couch, PB noticed that something was very off about her outfit. PB: "Uhhh.. Marcy... what are you wearing?" Marceline froze in nervous excitement. Marceline: "D-do you like it? I think it's really cute!" To PB's surprise, wrapped snuggly around Marceline's waist is a bright red diaper, slightly covering her usual t-shirt and seemingly replacing her shorts entirely. PB: "Do I like it? What even is that?" Marceline: "It's a diaper, silly! Babies wear 'em all the time!" PB: "Uh-huh. Then why are YOU wearing one, Marcy?" As PB stared over at Marceline completely puzzled, she struggled to come up with a real answer. Marceline: "Hey, look, they're just... t-they're comfy yknow, they fit me super well and stuff! I just like 'em okay? They're... nice." Marceline's lip quivered nervously as she spoke. PB sighed to herself. Realising that she wasn't going to get any logical explanation from Marceline, she decided to just roll with it. PB: "Marcy, I don't understand, but I suppose I don't really have to. I'm kinda tired after today." Despite her sleepiness, this situation was so peculiar that it peaked PB's interest. She walks over to Marceline, inspecting her. As she goes, Marceline blushes a little. PB: "So, a diaper huh? Maaan, it's pretty thick huh! Where'd you get it anyways?" Marceline: "Uhhh.. just.. online." Marceline didn't want to admit that she had gotten it from a special website. PB: "Can I.. touch it?" Marceline went extremely red in the face as PB asked her that. Marceline: "Heh, well, just, yknow, I.." Before Marceline could finish stuttering and give an answer, PB extended her arm and placed her hand on Marceline's diaper, squeezing the front of it lightly to test it's squishiness. Marceline: "WOAH Peebs, didn't expect you to go in for the kill like that!" They both laugh. "Although.." After thinking to herself for a moment, Marceline reached her hand out to PB's, ensuring that it stayed in place, followed by caressing it for a moment. "Maybe.... you could do that... again... Bonnie.." PB looked down at their touching hands, and then looked back up at Marceline. Both Marceline and PB were in a state of disbelief as they stared into each other's eyes. Marceline was embarassed to admit it outright, but PB squeezing her diaper felt amazing. PB: "Oh... heh... I mean.. sure.." With Marceline's newfound permission, PB began gently moving her hand across Marceline's diaper, before nervously squishing the front of it a few times. Marceline blushed. "Do you feel alright, Marcy?" PB asked, still slightly confused about the whole situation, but now evermore curious. Marceline: "Nmm.. A lot better than that actually, Bonnie.." Marceline grinned as she said that, realising how corny she must be sounding. PB: "Marcy.." PB softly said, still stroking her hand across Marceline's diaper. Marceline and PB smile at each other romantically. Marceline decides to escalate things by wrapping her arms around PB. PB blushes and pulls Marceline closer with her one free arm. "Oh Bonnie..." Marceline softly moaned under her breath. With the two now being closer to each other than ever, and with PB still carefully moving her hand around Marceline's padding, PB and Marceline begin softly embracing each other. The soft kiss quickly evolves into a passionate makeout session as the two lovers wrap their bodies around each other and fall on the couch, both lovingly moaning. As Marceline and PB reposition themselves on the couch, PB begins squeezing more firmly at Marceline's diaper. In response, Marceline's soft moans become superceded by stronger ones. The two break the kiss and seductively gaze each other for a moment. PB: "Sooo.. what are these things even used for Marcy?" Marceline: "You really don't know?" PB: "Hey, my life began when I fell from a ceiling, I'm not the best at knowing baby stuff." Marceline: "Well, uhhmm... babies don't usually know.. how to.. control... themselves... if you get what I mean... bathroom-wise..." Marceline blushed heavily. PB: "OH! So these things release toxins that regulate bladder and bowel control?" Marceline: "Heh... nah, not exactly.. They just sorta... catch.. all that... s-stuff.. When... y-yknow.." PB's eyes widened as she now understood the true purpose of diapers. This raised more questions than it answered for her, but she was so lost in Marceline's eyes that she didn't care. To Marceline's surprise, PB's response was simply to begin making out again. Marceline was loving every moment but higher priorities soon arrived. Marceline: "Mmmn... hah... H-HEY WAIT!" Marceline pushed PB upwards, away from her. "Sorry Peebs, I gotta go "control myself" in the bathroom real quick. Stay right there honey.." Marceline winked, getting up from the couch. As Marceline started to leave for the bathroom, PB grabbed her arm, holding her back. She was having too much fun. PB: "W-wait! I don't want this to stop Marcy, why don't you just-" PB stopped herself, realising the gravity of what she was going to ask. "..Why don't you just... yknow... go in your.. diaper?" PB quietly continued. Marceline froze in place, facing away from PB. Sure, wearing the diaper feels super good but that's as far as it goes! ...Right? Marceline: "Uhm... I dunno Peebs, I don't think- Well- I-" Marceline truthfully knew that PB made a very good argument but something didn't feel right about the whole idea. PB: "I mean... you said that's what diapers are for, right?" Marceline: "I guess so, but.. I'm not actually a.. baby.." PB: "Well they clearly make diapers in 'Marceline' size so you might as well!" PB nervously grinned. PB's comment made Marceline chuckle. This was enough to loosen her bladder. A small spurt of pee made it's way into her diaper without her consent. Marceline froze up once again. Marceline: "PEEBS! Don't make me laugh like that right now! I'm so close to peeing myself!" Marceline exclaimed, refusing to admit that she was enjoying the dilemma. PB paused for a moment. PB: "These things are good at "catching" that stuff right?" Marceline: "I g-guess so!! Yes!" Marceline was extremely desparate at this point. PB: "Then just do it.." PB smiled and got up. Marceline stared at her, shocked and a little angry. She was flustered from desparation, holding her legs together. PB walked over to Marceline and took her hands, gently caressing them and smiling up at her. PB: "You're probs not even going to make it to the bathroom anymore, you may as well. Come on, you're only hurting yourself by holding it in at this point." "Just spread your legs and let it all go. That's what diapers are for, right?" PB was right. Marceline sighed and crouched slightly, finally parting her closed legs over the living room carpet. As she lowered her waist, she slowly closed her eyes as relief washed over her body. Her eyebrows softened from panic to complete accepting bliss. Marceline softly moaned in pleasure as a trickled hissing began eminating from her privates. PB blushed and walked behind Marcy as she heard the noise. "Such a good girl.... don't be shy.. fill that diaper all the way up for me.." PB uttered, kissing the back of Marceline's neck and caressing the back of her padding. With PB's soft encouragement, Marceline's floodgates completely gave out, causing her to tilt her head backwards in recoil. A surge of hot pee flooded out of Marceline into her llready slightly wet diaper, enveloping her pussy and caushing her to blush as red as a tomato. The overwhelming sensation of Marceline's diaper becoming soaking wet made her moan loudly in surprise. PB's pussy was becoming equally wet from the sight of her girlfriend relishing in ecstatic relief. The outside of Marceline's diaper which had once been bright red was now quickly turning dark crimson with warm wetness. Marceline: "Nmm, ohhh.. bonnieeee..." Marceline had become so incredibly turned on that any stimulation from her girlfriend was enough to drive her wild. PB: "Does that feel good honey?" PB giggled as the answer was clear as day. She started gently patting Marceline's soggy bottom, hoping not to send her into sexual overdrive too early. Marceline's stream of pee eventually subsided into a trickle, a drip, and then she finally finished. She was completely immobile from the sheer awesomeness of what had just happened. "Hah... I'm... i'm all... all done now... hehe... nmm.. i used my.. my diaper..bonnie.." Marceline muttered, completely breathless from the experience. PB: "Mhm." Without warning, PB squeezed and squished Marceline's diaper as much as she could, sending all of the pee that had nestled into her diaper back into her pussy lips. "OHHHHHHhhhh BONNIE-" Marceline moaned loudly. With that, Marceline was filled with adrenaline, immediately squishing her legs together and rubbing her pussy through her diaper as much as possible, panting and moaning rapidly. Marceline fell to her knees in ecstatic disbelief, her body unable to maintain composure under such extreme hornyness. As Marceline settled onto the carpet to continue her furious masturbation, PB decided to spice things up further by pushing her onto her back. PB removes Marceline's top, exposing her large breasts, beginning quick butterfly kisses across her torso and chest, and caressing her boobs. Through the whole ordeal, PB's pussy had become dripping wet as she saw her girlfriend moaning loudly and squishing her privates. Her pussy juice was leaking through her underwear like crazy. "Marcy... I need you..!!" PB exclaimed, now sweating and red in the face herself from lust. PB then hastily took off all of her clothes and tossed them anywhere she could, not caring for a moment where in the room they would end up. "I-I need to join you girl, get ready!" PB shouted. PB then quickly lowered herself down to Marceline's face, where her pussy was within distance of her mouth. Marceline, who was so overpowered by sexual desire to even speak, simply did as she was told once again, shutting her eyes tight and wrapping her tongue all around PB's soaking pussy. PB moaned in pure ecstasy as her pretty pink parts were licked clean by Marceline. She couldn't believe her luck. Marceline: "BONNIE YOU'RE SO HOT I CAN'T-" PB couldn't resist returning the favour as Marceline ate her out. She was too curious about Marceline's diaper. PB ensured that she kept her pussy in place while arching over to Marceline's diaper and burying her entire face into it, relishing in it's warmth as she sunk deeper. Marceline's moans were barely audible to Bonnie anymore, as she could only make out the sloshing of Marceline's contents in her padding. A super horny Princess Bubblegum and a newly-padded, newly-soaked Marceline now aggressively 69'ing on their living room floor had both reached their limits. "MARCYYYY" "BONNIEEE" Both: "NGHHHHHAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" Marceline and PB gave each other the mother of all shared orgasms, squeezing both of their legs as hard as possible into each other's faces. Their pussies both tensed hard as they aggressively transitioned from complete breathlessness to catching it in extreme breaths. Their moans were so loud that they could have shattered the windows had they been slightly louder. Sticky pussy juices gushed out of them as their bodies convulsed. "M-m-m..mar-marcy.... thank you..... so much..." "F-fuck.. B-bonnie... I can't even.... ungh.." As Marceline and PB began to process their climax, PB began slowly rubbing Marceline's diaper, now completely darkened from top to bottom. Marceline lifts her legs into a semi-tucked position while lying down. She then spreads them apart. "Ungh.. Bonnie.. I think I may be... g-going... again.." The sexual release had loosened Marceline's bladder significantly. This time, she was fully comfortable going in her pants. PB listened out for the all-important hissing but Marceline's diaper was already too full to resonate it. She gasped and giggled as she noticed small traces of Marceline's pee trickling out of the leak guards and onto the carpet. PB initially opened her mouth to interject Marceline's 2nd diaper use but she realised that it didn't matter. Marceline was so pretty in this state. She was blissfully ignorant to the mess and so PB followed. PB gently squeezed the front of Marceline's diaper one final time, observing the increased flow of her diaper's contents spilling out onto the carpet. Following Marceline's unplanned accident, PB leaned over and softly kissed her girlfriend, who had now become more of a sleepy little vampire. PB: "Gosh.. when you're wearing this, you're like a.. squishy.. marshmallow. My squishy marshmallow queen..." PB said, gently caressing Marceline's soft breasts and continuing the kiss for many minutes more. This was only the beginning of a whole new world for them. So, what did you think of that story? Did you enjoy it? I hope so! Give me any feedback you wish! Criticism, praise, anything to help me improve! I might make more if this story gets a positive reaction. Until then, stay padded!
  5. First time trying my hand on writing a story here, english is not my main language so feel free to correct my writing 😄 this is basically a compilation of weird dreams and ideas i put togheter into a hopefully coherent story. Luna is in her last year of highschool and is 18yo as are her classmates ____________________________________________________ Luna was eagerly packing her suitcase for the next day as she was going to go on the yearly school trip, it was different than the usual trip though. She didn't know the specifics wich was already weird in itself but the school managed to get into a program that would pay for the entire trip including the train to get there, but get this, they're going on a freaking luxury cruise? For a school trip?? Food and drinks included! At school she and some classmates looked up the cruiseship wich was called "Symphony of the Seas" and frankly it looked too good to be true. It seemingly had everything on board from several pools, theatres, laser tag, arcade, a whole shopping street and it even has its own ice rink! The price must be insane, so how come this all comes togheter for free for a school trip? The only thing she knew is that it was started up by a big pharmaceutical company that gathered a ton of funding for a new line of medicine, and the students got to test it while on the cruise. At first she and many others were skeptical but her parents went over the legal documents and had to sign some forms and nothing seemed to be out of the ordinary, the medication had been trough loads of testing phases already and this was a last mass testing phase of what should be the final product. There wasn't much more to it, she packed mostly summer clothing as the weather reports were mostly positive but on sea it can be alot colder sometimes so she did pack for colder weather just in case aswell (shorts, shirts, skirts and her favorite dress, one sweatpants, jeans, swimsuit, some winter clothing for the ice rink, pj's, etc.) The school had informed her they would travel from the school to the station but they would make the trip in school uniform so she laid it out for the next day paired with gray leggings to go under her uniforms skirt. _____________________________________ The next morning Luna quickly ate some cereal and made her way to her school, she met up with her best friend on their usual spot. Chloe joined the school just this year only a few months ago but they became best friends really quickly. "Hey Chloe, nice on time?" "You bet, not missing this for anything in the world!" "I can't decide what i want to check out first once we arrive there!" They continued chatting about what they were planning to do first once they got on the cruise ship, as other classmates started to join aswell, everyone was excited about this probably once in a life time cruise they'll get to experience! Everyone started to gather around as they started to take the short trip to the train station. Luna thought it would just be a regular commuter train but when they arrived at the platform they were surprised with one of those long distance, high speed and more comfort trains! As Chloe gasped and pointed, "What the hell Luna look, we're getting in on first class!" as the first classmates started to enter the train. "How is this all possibly free?" Luna answered, as other students were talking just as excited and surprised as they were. "What kind of backing does this company have to send this many people for free on this cruise with this amount of luxury?" as she pointed out, the amount of people in total would be high on that ship, and oh yes, the entire cruise ship was rented and as far as Luna knew, they were all going for free. "Must be a pretty damn good new medication they're working on, maybe they cured cancer or something?" Chloe half jokingly said. They got their seats, wich was a 4 seater, Luna got a seat at the window with her friend on the other window seat as 2 other classmates joined them, Vicky and Selena. They happily chatted along until the teacher started to hand out pamflets with more information about the actual program they were in, curiosity spiked among the group of students as they eagerly started reading what this was all about. It seemed the teacher was surprised as well because even they didn't know what this medication was all about. Excitedly Luna started reading the pamflet: "This is a mass test that will lay the foundation of a new type of medication that could be used for almost any virus and/or bacteria as well as many other illness, cancers as well as chronic diseases and even genetic disorders(!) "I can't believe it's even better than what i said" Chloe remarked, "this is world changing if this is true" The medication works in a fundamentally different way as this type can be modified for a specific illness, once it targets the cells, virus or bacteria that's causing the issue the drug will activate it's healing procedure, once it does it will start removing the bad cells and create new ones. So how will this procedure work? Well the body will very simply start to secrete the bad stuff as it usually does, by urinating. To make sure the medication works, hydrating alot is of utmost importance! A side effect of this medication is that it works as a diuretic, if you don't hydrate enough the medication will simply stop working. The ones you'll be testing will be test variants with no actual medication or effects aside from the diuretic. As we have tried to find different ways to minimize the diuretic effect but to no avail we have now tried this from a different perspective. More info will follow when you arrive on the ship, you will get handed over the first dose shortly before entering the ship." "Hold on..." Luna whispered to Chloe, "They said to pack extra undergarments and pants/skirts, are you thinking what i'm thinking?" "You think the drug would be that strong we could end up having accidents??" Chloe answered. Wich Vicky joined in "Well... i mean... if i'm not the only one... i guess a few accidents isn't too bad if you get a top of the line cruise for it, no?" "So we only have to be carefull to go to the toilet frequently enough? Yo i can live with that!" Selena said while laughing. "i thought we might get like crazy side effects bad enough we wouldn't be able to enjoy the cruise, atleast that was my worry and actual guess what was gonna happen." Luna quickly went over the contents of the pamflet again, rereading every detail and she had to agree with Chloe about the apparent expectation of accidents to happen. Luna shivered realising what this meant... you see, already from a very young age she was intrigued by wetting. Wether it was wetting herself or seeing someone else wet themselves. Luna is usually timid and a bit more on the shy nature wich made her overthink alot of stuff regularly, in contrast of Chloe who's rather bold most of the time. When she was little she every once in a while did small spurts in her panties when she was feeling more daring than usual, or she peed in her swimsuit in the garden when her parents weren't looking. But she never actually had a full on wetting as she was too scared... Except maybe on one occasion. When she and her parents where out for vacation during the holidays when she was only 11yo they had rented a bungalow in the forests in a small village covered in deep snow, on the last day she was playing outside in the snow and later started making a snowman. She couldn't not make a snowman with snow like this! She was wearing winter clothing with thick snowpants with an extra layer of pants, snowboots and everything, so she was warm and cozy at all times when playing outside. She was making good progress but it was alot of work as time passed by her urge to pee started to increase. As she had drunk enough liquid before coming outside and on top of that her mom surprised her with hot chocolate milk while playing outside and now she really started to feel it in her bladder. The thought came to her how nice it would be to maybe do a spurt in her panties, or perhaps a few spurts even? It would be covered by her snowpants anyway and now that she started thinking of it... it could be more than a few spurts as this was the last day of the holiday, they would return home in the early morning tomorrow. She felt more daring today, maybe it was the holidays and being in a good mood maybe? She would shower and dump her snowpants and other clothes in her suitcase anyway once she went inside, and when she got home she would unpack it herself and dump it in the laundry machine as she would normally do anyway... Luna was overthinking it like she always does, this always happened and she would always bail out by overthinking too much... she continued building her snowman wich was slowly getting close to completion after about another 15-20mins, but her need started to increase more and the idea of releasing some in her pants started to creep up again. Her plan was perfect, even if she peed quite a bit she would get away with it so why not do it? She would probably regret it anyway if she didn't. Luna started to relax her bladder but like usually nothing came out even though she had to pee pretty badly at this point, the habbit of being used to sit on a toilet to pee ofcourse... She started to fiddle around with the head of the snowman and giving him eyes while she continued to relax her bladder and started to feel she was getting closer to release. She gave her bladder a little push as just a few drops went into her panties. Feeling safe with her snowpants on she quickly went for another push as a spurt seeped in her panties, she sighed from the feeling of her crotch dampening. She enjoyed how good it felt and gave another push, but this one was a longer spurt into her pants with warmth spreading in her crotch. She sighed again. Enjoying and relishing the feeling she's getting from this, her bladder got the message and started giving in, she was still relaxing and just when her pee was about to come out on it's own she stopped it. She had peed enough to make her panties wet, and probably enough to make a visible wet patch on the pants she was wearing underneath. She felt like she could relax at any time and let more out. She was getting second thoughts now because she felt her crotch was warm and wetter than ever before, even though she was really loving this feeling. The fear of getting caught crept up to her. She went over the plan again as she continued building the snowman, after overthinking it once again she was sure she wouldn't get caught and her bladder was signaling it wanted release. Luna picked up the broom she found earlier in the basement and put it on the snowman as she slowly started to relax again "a bit more wouldn't hurt" she thought, but this time she could feel her pee about to come out on it's own and this time she wasn't planning on stopping it immediatly. She felt a small trickle escape. Her heart was pounding in her chest as she let the trickle become a stream, she could feel her crotch warm up as the wetness started to expand. When she could feel wetness going down on the inside of her pants about halfway down to her knee, she came back to her senses, panicked and stopped the stream. Although... she didn't want to stop it as it felt so good. Luna was breathing heavily, a bit shocked that she had in fact pissed her pants at this point! She could feel her butt being a bit wet aswell, She started blushing at this point. She quickly checked her crotch and legs for any visible signs, she didn't see any but she could definitely feel the wetness! And she would definitely get caught if she would remove her snowpants and her parents could see her wet pants underneat. She knew what she did was bad and she would get in trouble if her parents would find out but she enjoyed the feeling so much and it didn't feel like it should be a bad thing actually, pee isn't disgusting anyway, she learned in school that it's even sterile. She continued finishing the face of her snowman. After a couple of minutes had passed (she was taking her sweet time as she was more focused on the wetness in her pants) she was pretty much done with her snowman and was decorating it a little bit with a hat and some other stuff lying around, she still had to pee and the warmth in her pants had faded away to be replaced with coolness. "i'm still wearing wet pants anyway, why not just do a little bit more and warm them up again" she thought, "no sign of my parents anyway" Luna was getting more daring at this point, as she spread her legs apart. She relaxed her bladder and started to push again. She let out a short stream in her pants, feeling the familiar warmth in her crotch once more, it came out so much easier than before she thought. As she relished the feeling again. She let out another spurt and another longer one immediatly after as she felt the warmth spreading down her legs... But it felt so good that she didn't want to stop... Just as she ended her last spurt she gave in to the feeling and with another sigh she relaxed, and this time she wasn't sure if she wanted to stop the stream anymore. She felt a shiver going up her spine as she realised she was contemplating to fully pissing her pants now. As there was no other sound in the vicinity she could start hearing the clear hissing sound of her pissing her pants, She felt pee pooling up in her crotch and spreading to her butt before cascading down her legs, she completely succumbed and relished the feeling of the warm wetness spreading as she felt herself fully emptying her bladder in her pants. Standing with spread legs in the middle of the yard in the snow, she let out a barily audible "aaah" while standing next to her snowman. The hissing slowly died down and her stream subsided as she pushed out the last few drops of pee in her soaked panties, she shivered, feeling the warmth and wetness spread trough her pants, all the way down between and on the back of her legs, she could now feel alot more wetness in the front and on her butt aswell. "best feeling ever" she thought while she started to blush. Luna got a massive grin on her face as she realised what she had done, she couldn't believe she had completely pissed her pants like a toddler. It wasn't even an accident, she did it fully on purpose. She could've went inside at any moment and used the toilet, it's only 2 freaking doors! She closed her legs again and pressed them togheter a bit to feel the wetness, before starting to make her way to the front door of the bungalow. As she made her way inside the warmth in her pants was starting to fade away and so was her euphoric feeling, the fear of getting caught started creeping in... after all she didn't intend to fully wet herself at first... Very aware of her very wet and soaked pants but she had checked for any kind of wetness before coming in and luckily she couldn't find any signs, when she met her mom in the kitchen:"I finished the snowman! please go take a look and tell me what you think?" as her mom was doing the dishes and said: "sure sweety, why don't you take off those winter clothes and snowpants and go sit with your dad in the sofa, we're gonna start a movie in a little bit." Luna panicked and her mind started racing "Is it ok if i first take a quick shower so i can put on my pj?", wich her mom replied "hmm, you could do that later aswell sweety, i think i heard your dad saying you wanted a snowball fight with him before we go home? So why not take a shower after that" Luna's heart skipped a beat. "I think i'm done playing with snow for today mom" After a small silence wich felt like an eternity she replied with, "your loss sweety, you know we don't often have this chance, but sure go take a shower" Luna quickly bolted out of the kitchen for the bathroom and felt like she reached the finish line of "getting away with her soaking pants" she tought as she closed the door of the bathroom after her. Her mother continued putting away the dishes as she leaned a bit to the side and over the counter just as she did a few minutes earlier to glance out of the window, if she leaned in like this she could just see the snowman outside, what Luna didn't realise is that her mother did this from time to time to check up on her when she was building the snowman. She could swear she had seen her daughter zone out a couple of times and afterwards what seemed to be checking her crotch? It started to dawn on her when she saw her daughter put on the hat on the snowman, spread her legs and just stood there for atleast a minute, maybe two. She could swear, if she didn't know any better that her daughter had deliberately peed her pants while making that snowman. For that reason she mentioned to remove her winter clothing when she came inside to see her reaction, and her panicked reaction had pretty much confirmed her suspicion that her daughter had soaked her pants. She grinned but decided to pretend she didn't see anything. Kids...
  6. Ahoy! It's been a very long time since I've sat down and written anything of length like this, but I thought it might be fun to try writing out one of the ideas I had for future Shizuku comic chapters. It will still likely be some time before our artist for the comics are free to work on them again, so I thought I may as well get some of the ideas I had properly fleshed out in the meantime! This story features the very same Shizuku and Rika found in our first comic here, Even though it's been quite a while since I've written anything and I am still very rusty I hope others are able to enjoy reading it! “Gotta pee, gotta pee..” In the still of night, a blue-haired dog girl by the name of Shizuku murmured this to herself as she shuffled through the dark hallway corridor. Her pajamas, pink and adorned with various playful bone and paw print patterns, clung tight to her figure in the dim glow cast by the hallways nearby nightlight. “Gotta pee, gotta pee, gotta pee..!” she muttered under her breath again, her chants accompanied by a palm clasped firmly against the crotch of her pajamas. As she approached the bathroom door, the urge only intensified for the desperate dog girl. The sight of relief being so close teased her. Her body protested impatiently as it demanded relief, and it was going to get it soon, one way or another. Emphasizing this point, a pang of desperation hit the girl right as she approached the door. Shizuku quickly cast a glance down, verifying her pajamas were still dry and spot free. Her grip tightened still, pressing against the cotton fabric of her pajamas, her fingers digging in deeper as she once again defied her body’s demands. Just a little longer, she thought. Reaching out for the door, her free hand grasped the handle with urgency. But as she turned, the door inched forward unexpectedly, the bright glow of the bathroom light soon after shining through as the door creaked open on its own. Her roommate, Rika, must have forgotten to turn the light off, she thought. No big deal. Pushing forward without a moment’s hesitation, Shizuku barged into the bathroom, instinctively bolting towards the porcelain throne in the restroom's corner as soon as she did. However, much to her dismay, a very flustered red-haired girl had already occupied that throne. Her roommate, Rika, to be more precise. Looking over at the entryway, Rika’s cheeks grew almost as red as her twin-tails, so startled by the sudden intrusion that she couldn’t utter a word. Instead, she remained there, hovering over the toilet, her butt just inches from the seat. She was clearly still in the process of pulling her pajama bottoms down for a potty break herself before being so rudely interrupted. “S-Shizu, don’t you know how to knock?!” she finally stammered out. “Don’t you know how to close a door?! A-anyways, move! I really gotta pee!” the dog girl rebutted, moving in closer. Taken aback by her friends’ continued intrusion, Rika fell backwards, her butt finally planting onto the cool porcelain seat as a very desperate dog girl waddled her way in. “Wait your turn, I have to pee too! And do it outside, I don’t need an audience, jeez!” But Shizuku refused to budge. Her feet danced up and down on the cool tile floor as both her palms clasped against her crotch, her fingers digging deep in a desperate attempt to stave off the inevitable for just a little while longer. “I can’t! I’m really about to pee myself here! I’ll be quick, so just get up and let me go first, please!” she whined, glancing down at her friend with pleading, puppy dog eyes. “C-Come on, you’re not the only one who needs to pee, you know! I won’t be long, so just wait there a minute, okay?” Rika responded, seemingly not grasping the severity of Shizuku’s plight. Though, as the small wet spot on the twin-tailed girls’ underwear showed, Shizuku was doubtlessly not the only one waking up to an emergency. Her refusal was not just out of impatience, but worrying that she herself could not last a second longer. Not to mention, the cold presence around her butt had already dialed her desperation into overdrive. If she got up now, she would surely soak herself soon after. This wasn’t the first time the two had seen each other peeing anyway, and she didn’t have the heart to demand she go back outside and wait, given her current state. So, resigning herself, Rika leaned back and finally let her body relax. Almost immediately, a loud, gushing torrent sprayed forth from Rika into the toilet bowl below, splattering against the porcelain within with an incredible intensity. Her face melted into one of pure bliss, all the pent up pressure quickly fading away, a sigh of profound relief echoing out into the bathroom as the contents of her bladder filled the toilet bowl below. The sound of water splashing was a melody to her ears, grateful to make it with only a small leak this time. She had experienced too many close calls lately, some of which ending much wetter than others, and the thought of not quite making it and facing another late-night laundry run to avoid an embarrassing confrontation with her roommate the morning after was something she dreaded. So enveloped in relief was she that Rika had, momentarily, completely forgotten about her desperate companion in front of her. Shizuku’s face contorted with a look of intense desperation as she looked down, her feet rapidly tapping the tile below as her palms clenched in as tight as they could, strained with the burden of holding back the massive floodgate that was beginning to show its cracks. It was all too much. Much too much. The sight was pure torture for the poor pup’s overly strained bladder. As her friend’s stream continued pouring into the toilet bowl below, splattering and echoing against the bathroom walls. Shizuku’s bladder had finally had enough. It refused to be left out. Shhpurrt! Suddenly, Shizuku’s feet were no longer tapping against the floor. Her body went stiff. Her cheeks flushed red as she felt the first sign of an imminent catastrophe. The initial spurt was so loud, so intense, that Rika could almost hear it through her own deafening stream. Shizuku felt it immediately, instantly soaking through her underwear, seeping through the fabric of her pajamas, and trickling through her fingers as a few golden drops fell down to the floor below. Sensing her friend’s impending crisis, Rika hovered just above the toilet bowl, urgently trying to halt her own business so she could hop aside and allow Shizuku to take her turn She tried her best to stop peeing, but her attempts were futile. All she could manage was to hover there, feeling increasingly awkward as her stream continued to splash into the bowl. Shhpprrt.. ssshhh.. Another spurt from Shizuku, this time longer and more sporadic. As the trickles mingled with her previous release, the spurts created a growing wet spot on the front of her pajamas, spreading and becoming more and more pronounced by the second. The fabric darkened and clung to her as it eagerly soaked up the warm liquids. Shhhhhsss... Each involuntary release after sent a shiver down the overwhelmed dog girl’s spine. She knew it was futile; there was no stopping it at this point. Her body was screaming for relief. Her palms soaked and dripping with pee, while the wet spot on her pajamas kept spreading, creeping further down her thighs with each passing second. Overwhelmed, tired, and frustrated, Shizuku couldn’t take it anymore. Without considering the consequences, she did the one thing that would seal her fate. Her fingers, once desperately trying to plug a hole that was cracking around her, pulled back. Her palms gently relaxed, and without another moment’s hesitation, the dam broke. Pffffssshhhhhhhhhhh! The trickle she had just barely been holding back immediately erupted into a torrent. A violent hiss echoed throughout the bathroom as her bladder unleashed its pent up contents with a vengeance. A waterfall of urine instantly saturated the front of her pajamas, which were already visibly damp from her previous leaks. The fabric glistened under the intense bathroom lights, the poor cotton fabric unable to keep up with the relentless deluge forced upon it. Surrendering herself completely, Shizuku’s face similarly melted in relief, though her own relief was accommodated with much redder cheeks. It was only a matter of seconds before the wet spot had spread down her thighs, completely soaking the front of her cotton pajamas to her knees. Whatever the pajamas couldn’t soak up in time, Shizuku felt ebbing down her thighs, wicking around before splattering out from the openings at the back of her leg holes, pooling around her ankles thereafter. Rika, meanwhile, could only helplessly fall back onto the toilet. Her mouth was open wide, watching in disbelief as her companion surrendered to her urges. Her eyes remained transfixed on the spreading wet spot as her own stream finally tapered down to a trickle, leaving only the deafening sound of Shizuku’s helpless accident filling the air. As the wet spot trailed down Shizuku’s legs, soaking her pajamas completely, the cotton fabric clung tightly to her skin. The once white bone patterns adorning the pink fabric turned a vibrant, deeply saturated yellow as the waterfall continued to pour down her legs, matching the hue of the quickly spreading puddle at the dog girl’s feet. Snapping to her senses, Rika swiftly stood up, hastily yanking her pajamas back around her waist before stepping aside and ushering Shizuku forward. Still dizzy from relief, Shizuku simply plopped her butt upon the toilet bowl, pajamas still fully clad around her waist while peeing at full force. Within moments, the warm wetness that she felt pouring down her legs was quickly replaced by the feeling of her butt becoming absolutely drenched. No point in pulling them down now, she thought. She had already resigned herself to this fate, anyway. Leaning back, Shizuku let out a sigh of relief, feeling the warmth of her pee puddling up against her butt as it seeped through her pajamas, trickling down into the toilet bowl below. Meanwhile, the remnants of her earlier stream continued to trickle down her legs, forming another small puddle at the base of the toilet. After what felt like several minutes, Shizuku’s stream finally died down, the last of the trickles splattering into the bowl below as the soaked dog girl gave one last sigh, this one a sigh of pure exhaustion. She can’t remember the last time she had to pee this badly. She can’t remember the last time peeing felt this _good_. She should have felt utterly humiliated. Despite how much she managed to get into the toilet, the soaked state of her pajamas and the puddles marking where she had stood moments before left no room for denial. She had just helplessly wet her pants like a little pup. Again. And in front of her newfound friend and roommate, no less. But she didn’t feel humiliated. She felt.. excited? Looking up at Rika, all she could do was smile awkwardly as her tail wagged subconsciously, a tinge of thrill coursing through her as she waited to see Rika’s reaction. Rika, meanwhile, felt a similar tinge of excitement coursing through her. Though she hadn’t intended to make Shizuku wet herself, she couldn’t deny the sight of helplessness and vulnerability sparked something primal within her as well. As Shizuku’s tail wagged in anticipation, Rika couldn’t help but feel a rush of affection and longing for her. Without a word, she stepped forward, placing her palm on the dog girl’s head, and ruffling her hair gently as she let out a sigh. “And here I was thinking I avoided having to do a laundry run tonight..” she playfully murmured, giving Shizuku a warm smile before stepping back and offering the dog girl a hand. “Now.. if you’re done peeing, what do you say we get you cleaned up?”
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    This file will be about women who peed their pants while theyre in a body of water. The Order of the Wettings Are; 1: Sabagebu! Survival Game Club! - Episode 9 2: Bless the Harts - Season 2 Episode 17 3: Teekyuu - Episode 6 4: Dropkick on My Devil!! Dash - Episode 4 5: Jakusansei Million Arthur - Episode 17 Featuring (Features Will Only Be Video Rips) Shin Koihime Musou - Episode 11 From IMG_4153.MOV Total Drama Island - Episode 22 (Haute Camp-ture) IMG_4158.MOV & Rick & Morty - Season 5 Episode 2 IMG_4154.MOV
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  8. When your punishment is diapers, might as well use them. That's my philosophy at least! Usually, I'll have wet my diaper about two to three times before I change it. Well last night I didn't get that option. I had put on pajama pants over my diaper, just in case someone saw me through the window. I had already wet my diaper twice before bed since putting it on yesterday afternoon, and honestly I thought I would be fine. As I was about to fall asleep, I had a strong urge to pee, I was comfortable and didn't want to get up, so I just relaxed into the pleasuring feeling of releasing a full bladder into my already soggy diaper. Surprisingly, my diaper didn't leak at all after that flood and I relaxed and fell asleep to the warm puddle I made in my diaper that pooled under my ass. When I woke up, I really had to pee again. I had drank a really big glass of tea before bed, and was feeling the effects. I laid there with my eyes closed and just let go. My diaper was already wet, might as well. Still it didn't leak, somehow, until I went to get up. My husband had woken up before me so I got up and found him on the couch. "I think I might have peed my diaper..." I told my husband with mock embarrassment, knowing full well if he had me turn around that the wet spot near my ass would give it away. "Come here." My husband pulled me over by the tie of my pajama pants and untied them. He pulled the top of them back just a bit to see the diaper, and I saw intensity light up in his eyes. He licked his lips, "Honey, I think you had a few accidents." "Am I allowed to change it?" I asked him. "After I get done punishing you." He said as he stood, spanking my diapered bottom, causing it to leak a little more. His hand had felt the wet spot on my pants, so he stopped me to inspect. "Honey, looks like you really did have an accident." and then he pulled me back towards the bedroom. Afterwards, I was instructed to put another diaper on, since I'm not trusted to use the potty like a big girl. Which honestly I shouldn't be as I'm feeling naughty today and might have "accidentally" left my panties on if I was allowed to use the toilet.
  9. I finally peed myself proper! I kinda pushed some of the pee out, but I don't care because I finally let all of my bladder out into my diaper. And oh my god I couldn't be more turned on than I am now. I gotta put my vibrator on this wet, saggy, warm diaper like the naughty bad girl I am 🤤 Update: Peed even more in a new diaper and it was probably the best experience ever. I could fill the stream flowing to the seat of my diaper making it so squishy. Good thing I have the house to myself for the day.
  10. Hey everyone! This is my first story written here, so I’m open to any feedback. My main motivation for this fic was a severe lack of Link in Legend of Zelda omo stories, or male stories in general, so I had to make my contribution. Enjoy! After a long week of fighting moblins, bobokins, and skeletons with nothing more than a club and some meager branches, Link had finally made it to the Lookout Landing. Exhausted and ready to collapse, he was taken to the emergency hideout, and fell into a deep sleep. When he awoke, he went to ask the eccentric researcher Purah about his new mission. They discussed his past and the four natural phenomenas to explore over a clear blue pitcher of ice fruit juice. “Careful Link! This juice has potent power,” Purah warned him, her large eyes blinking as she studied him, not unlike a specimen in a laboratory. Link, who had been living off of no sleep and raw meat, was delighted by the crisp and refreshing beverage as it glided down his throat and settled cool in his stomach. He gleefully chugged almost a gallon of juice before he remembered his manners. After drinking it, he felt a different aura around him, as if it had some kind of effect on him. Purah, observing his confusion over her round glasses, laughed and told him that he was protected from hot terrain. Link nodded in appreciation, realizing how much colder the his lower half was becoming. Purah clapped her hands. “Alright Link! I know that you just got back, but I need you to meet with the search party up by Hyrule Castle. They’ve been searching tirelessly for you.” Knowing his duty, Link nodded and stood up. As he rose, he felt a slight pressure in his bladder, and walked off to search for an outhouse. Behind him, Purah’s voice echoed across the field. “Link! Hyrule Castle is that way! It’s important that you find the search party as soon as possible.” Internally, Link groaned. It definitely would have been smarter to go before going on his mission. But Purah’s voice seemed insistent, and considering the state of the world right now, she was right: he didn’t have any time to lose. He turned and lightly ran towards the wooden arch marking the exit of Lookout Landing, with every impact of his foot on the ground ever so slightly jostling his bladder. Once out of view of the small village, Link slowed his pace to a less uncomfortable speed and started to look for a tree or some cover to let go. He found a small cluster of trees, and walked quickly toward it. After a week of being out in the wild, with few people around, his bladder was used to being able to pee anywhere, and it certainly was strained at the moment. He stepped in front of a tree with his hand on his belt, ready to loosen it, when the ground in front of him began to rumble. The tree in front of him suddenly ripped itself out of the ground and with its roots crawled to him. Link jumped back and fumbled for his ax. In his hesitation, the tree whipped its head back and hit him hard. He flew back and hit the floor, feeling his health diminish and a sharp pain below his stomach reminded him of his first unfinished mission. Ignoring his need and grabbing his weapon, he swung at the trunk over and over, until at last only an unmoving log of wood remained. He briefly considered peeing on the trunk as payback, but ultimately decided that that was too petty, even for him, and scanned the area for more hidden enemies. After his impromptu battle, his need had substantially grown, but he had lost some health, and needed to replenish it first. Link pulled out a potion of healing and after a second of hesitation swallowed the entire flask, whose contents seemed to go straight to his bladder. Finally in front of a real tree, he pulled himself out, ready to release himself. However, when he was undoing his belt, he noticed how cold and firm his skin was. Aiming himself at the tree, he just couldn’t go. In disbelief, he pushed his muscles harder, urging his sphincter to relax, but nothing seemed to come out. Apparently, his excess drinking of the ice fruit punch had overwhelmed his body. Link exhaled in disappointment and put himself back away. He’d have to wait until the effects wore off and his inner contents melted. Taking more careful steps now, Link walked towards Hyrule Castle to find the rescue team. The sooner he could get this over with, the sooner he could return to Purah and she could help reverse his condition. As he made his way towards the castle, he passed by a villager leaning up against a tall sign, clearly in need of support. Link was never one to ignore someone needing help, but he needed to get to the search team. He’d come back later and help. Coming over a hill, Link stopped and felt a sinking feeling. There was a bridge over a river in front of him, with a massive Hinox sleeping in the middle of it. He’d either have to fight the Hinox, or find another way to cross the river. Since he didn’t think he had enough weapons or health to fight the Hinox, he sighed and made his way down to the river. He could hold it. Even after sleeping for a hundred years with his stamina, health, and memories dwindled, he still had his determination. At the edge of the river, the rushing sound of water was not doing Link’s bladder any good, and he squeezed his legs together for a second before stepping into the river. The cold water shocked his entire system, and he inhaled sharply. Now that he was in the water, he couldn’t stop his mind from wandering, how just a day ago he’d let go in a river similar to this one, how wonderful and freeing it felt to stand and alleviate the pressure building inside him as his pee flowed into the water below. Now in his current state, that euphoric image was making it harder to focus. But somehow a small drop made its way out and into his pants. Surprised, Link tried to see if any more would come out, but none did. Even so, he was glad to see that his situation was temporary, and he would find relief soon. Swimming in the river, Link sorely wished he could release himself in the water, but pushed through. He safely made it across the river and arrived at the ruins. Entering through the cracked stone archways of a dead civilization, Link’s desperation had skyrocketed. His clothes were still wet, and they dripped as he walked, reminding him with every step of his growing need. After that single drop he had released, Link’s bladder had sorely complained, needing to let go but not having any means to do so. He started to get worried about the time. It had been about half an hour since that one drop, and after none had come. Link was never that great at math, but he realized how soon he’d needed to find the rescue team and get relief fast. Just as that thought crossed his mind, he spotted a uniform-clad figure in the distance, and strode towards them. A guard was standing there, and she looked surprised to see Link, especially with such an uncomfortable gait. Seeing the inquisitive look on his face, she explained that the captain of the rescue team, Hoz, was at the top of the tower in the castle. Though his face didn’t show it, Link was dismayed. The tower the guard gestured to was far, with a long curved ramp leading up to it. He groaned and painfully started to walk up the winding path, feeling the weight of his bladder with every step he took. When he got to the tower, he needed to climb the walls to get to the very top. Giving himself a small squeeze, he jumped up and started scaling the walls. As he jumped up the walls, his bladder screamed out at him, but he scrambled up and found Hoz waiting for him. As everyone else had, the captain jumped and remarked on his presence, and talked about the destruction and their mission. Link had heard this speech before. His focus faded, and he gripped himself as subtly as he could through his pants as Hoz rambled on about Hyrule and his team lost in the depths. Link absolutely could not take it anymore. His desperation was at a level he never thought he could experience, and his pain below his stomach was like no other, a sharp constant pain that demanded to be released immediately. He didn’t even notice a bright light during the conversation. Finally, Hoz stopped talking, and told Link to go report back to Lookout Landing.Thank god, Link thought. At last, he’d be able to get some help from Purah. He yanked out his Sheikah Slate, or he supposed now it was called a Purah Pad, and tapped the nearest shrine to Lookout Landing. He felt himself rise, and everything went black. Rematerializing near Lookout, his feet hit the ground with a jolt and he doubled over, hands wedged between his thighs. He hobbled like this up the stairs, taking one hand from his crotch to grab the railing, and flung open the door to reveal Purah reading over some papers. Her inquisitive eyes lit up when she saw him, and it was obvious what his dilema was. “Oh, poor Link! Must’ve been the ice fruit, I warned you!” She leaned over Link’s shorter stature, scanning his entire body, hunched over in desperation. “But oh, this is fascinating! I’ve never had someone ingest so much ice fruit before! May I?” She motioned towards his tunic, and Link nodded hurriedly. Purah’s hands reached under the fabric and lifted it, exposing Link’s bulging bladder. She brushed her fingers across his stomach. His muscles involuntarily twitched and he let out a soft moan. “Wow! It’s ice cold! I need to write this down, this could correlate with so many more experiments-“ she stopped when she saw Link’s expression of pain, and her gaze softened. “Right. Of course. I have just the thing to cure you!” She walked over to her table of plants and glowing liquids and began to prepare a solution. Link was obviously impatient, but he marveled at Purah’s skills as she deftly handled a series of potions with uncanny precision. She was a little quirky, but had a good heart. Link admired her passion; he trusted whatever she said to do. As she worked, Link crossed his legs and let out a soft whimper against his will. Purah clicked her tongue. “Ah ah ah Link! Be patient, I’m almost done,” she chided him. Sweat beaded on his face. As she turned around with a small flask, her expression changed and she lit up in a way Link did not like the look of. “Actually, I want to try something new.” Link’s face fell. He was so close to relief it brought tears to his eyes. Purah tried to placate him: “Please Link! It’ll only take a minute, and you’ll get relief so soon! It’s important for my research,” she said with a mischievous twinkle in her eyes. “I’ll make you a durian pie!” That was the final convincer, as Link’s main motivation was food. It must be important if she was willing to make such a rare dish. He stiffened, straightened up as much as he could, and nodded in agreement. Purah twirled in happiness. “Wonderful! Let’s go!” She grabbed Link’s arm and led him to the Skytower. Inside the Skytower, Link couldn’t help but marvel at how tall the structure was, but his need had become his highest priority. He turned to Purah, wanting to get whatever her twisted mind desired over with as soon as possible so he could release the pressure that had been building in him all day, from the near gallon of ice fruit juice and the health potion. “Okay! Here it comes!” Purah pressed some buttons on a device next to him, and suddenly four metal arms shot out from the floor, clamping each of his limbs and raising him about a foot off the ground, prying his hands from his crotch. He gasped and his eyes opened in alarm, looking at Purah with incredulity. She laughed again. “Don’t be afraid, it’s alright! This is so I can observe you properly.” She winked at him. “Oh, here’s your promised potion.” She raised a flask of orange liquid to Link’s mouth, and he gulped it down, the potion running down his neck as he swallowed. Immediately he felt a burning sensation travel down his throat and spread throughout his body, but more importantly he felt something loosen in his bladder. His muscles were back to working again! “Just a second, Link…” Purah hummed as she jotted down some notes, looking at his stomach. The potion had done its job reversing his situation, but it had done too well, and Link had begun to sweat again, panting from the heat and inability to hold his legs together, now that his bladder was working again. Carefully, Purah removed his tunic, revealing red patterns on his stomach from the potion. She gasped in awe and started to take some measurements, wrapping a soft ruler around his stomach, and again neglected to see the look in his eyes, pleading to be let go. “Oh I’m almost done, be good, won’t you?” Purah grabbed Link’s chin and tilted it up towards her, smiling at him with a mix of satisfaction and discovery, and he blushed under her intense gaze. She really seemed to be getting a kick out of his situation. All Link could do was nod and occasionally let out a small whimper as his legs clenched against his clamps, unable to press them together. He was now completely at her mercy. After what seemed like an eternity, Purah finished her fussing over Link. “Okay! Just one last thing…” She brought over a heavy ceramic pot, not unlike a chamber pot. “I need to collect some of your urine for my data,” she explained patiently, but he wasn’t listening. At this point Link didn’t care where his piss went, just as long as it went out of him. He jerked his head towards his belt, and Purah’s nimble fingers removed his belt and moved his pants out of the way. Now positioned over the pot, Link let himself go. Starting as a small, painful trickle, pushing his muscles quickly led to a jet gushing out of him. He moaned involuntarily as his pee rattled against the ceramic, a sound that quickly turned into a splashing sound as the pot began to fill up. And it was filling up fast. Almost too fast. Purah realized as soon as Link did that the pot she had brought, as large as it was, was not going to be big enough for the poor young man’s bladder. He looked at Purah in panic, and after hesitating, Purah came to her senses. “Yes, that should be more than enough for my studies! If you can stop yourself for a second, I’ll let you down, and you can finish going somewhere else, okay?” Link feverishly nodded and tried to make his bladder stop. At first, he kept going as usual, and his sphincter didn’t understand how he had to stop when he had already been going. Gritting his teeth, he was able to squeeze his muscles enough to slow his stream to a trickle with a grunt, and his bladder once again screamed at him to keep going. When he was only dripping into the almost overflowing pot, Purah pressed some buttons on her device, and the clamps slowly lowered Link to the ground. As soon as he was on the floor, his hands flew to his crotch. He savored the feeling of being able to hold himself, and even after all he had just let go, stopping in the middle had made him want to go even more! Still dripping with every step, he shoved his way out of the tower’s curtained door and stumbled towards a group of secluded bushes. With no one around and absolutely nothing stopping him, Link whipped himself out and relaxed to his heart’s content. He tilted his neck towards the sky in pure ecstasy, and squeezed his eyes shut as he fully released himself. His knees buckled, and he continued pissing a hearty storm, kneeling in the grass. His euphoria was immense, and the pleasure he felt immeasurable after releasing all that pressure. When he finished, he buckled himself up, stood, and went back to the underground emergency tent to rest. Tomorrow he would go help that villager with his sign. Tomorrow he would go to the depths to find his rescue team. Tomorrow he would save the world. Again.
  11. Mitsuru kirijo from persona 3 needs to pee and just makes it.
  12. Alright last post of the day before I get in trouble 😂 Also sorry if this video is cut short, I'm a bit new to recording desperation and get a bit pee shy! Tried my hardest for y'all 😭 InShot_20240318_183459779.mp4 Enjoy (?) 🩷
  13. Yuudachi being too embarrassed to pee alone asks oi to pee with her. Good thing too since yuudachi was desperate.
  14. Thanks to the Cartoon Character Pee Scene List, I found one of the best animations I've been in omorashi. It has both male and female peeing/bedwetting, and from what I can tell, they both experience massive amounts of relief. It's right here.
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    Although I said I wouldn't do another compilation like the Kohri one, I noticed that Almost all of cocomachi's works were online. That combined with the fact that the cocomachi comics I did translate got lots of views, I realized that people love his work so I decided to translate them (I love his work too). Plus, I was able to get access to the remaining comics that weren't available online, therefore this file contains 10ish never before seen cocomachi comics! This includes all of the FANBOX comics/colored images, and the pixiv comics that were worth translating. HUGE shoutout to the people who were able to get me the missing comics. This compilation would not have happened if it wasn't for them. I hope you guys enjoy! If you cannot/don't want to download this file, all of the images are available in this album: P.s, I made sure to put them in a ZIP file this time, and I further organized them into separate folders. Also, in regards to the comics about the woman who peed into the toilet while on the phone, I put the original version as well as a version with text that I added. I wasn't planning on doing that but I was a little disappointed there was no text, and while trying to imagine what she could be saying, that dialogue popped into my head so I decided to just edit it in. Maybe you'll like "my version" better, but if not then the regular version is still in there.
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  16. From the album: [English] The Complete cocomachi/ここまち collection

    The naughty succubus loves eating girl's urge to pee. She torments this girl by making her urge to pee go away, but no the pee itself. Eventually she can't hold it and pees. Very good and hot comic.
  17. From the album: [English] The Complete cocomachi/ここまち collection

    The naughty succubus loves eating girl's urge to pee. She torments this girl by making her urge to pee go away, but no the pee itself. Eventually she can't hold it and pees. Very good and hot comic.
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